Cinnamon Lyrics

Now I flew in on a high

Looked to the stars and the skies

And I tried to hide like they advised

Then I gazed upon my prize

I seen the shift in focus

So it seems so different when it's open

Hoping I could see the beauty while it's in the moment

Forget the cash bills if the thrills is important

Now that we got all of the basics it's sorted

Need it hook line and verse now it's recorded

Understanding what it takes

Comparisons with the greats

Avoiding all the traps gotta check for all the mates

Got the best of all the days

Make room for all the ways

I could see clearly through all the hi's and hey's

Styles for me that I took far beyond the title

Seeing that I put it all in place it's vital

All the talent that he got

Mixtape it can't flop

Skill and fame man it swapped

He knows he can't stop

When did I know that it was for me

When I watched it all slowly turn into reality

Way before the salary

The celery lettuce cheddar and feta

Since my first rhyme I been only getting better and better

Until I stack my skill beyond the thrill

Then I build it high enough to achieve people's appeal

Now we call it real

Ain't no way that I can't see it

See it what I set with my dreams I know I'll be it

Believe it over the beat now it's easy to start to ease it

But I got this hunger that's gone need me to start to feed it

I wasn't going fast enough I needed a push

Until it turned into a shove now I needed to book

Running for my good while the people say it's wack

Advise me on a track salty but I know I can't look back

I'll keep my head forth

Eyes on the prize

Surprise all the guys

My smiles on the rise

Won't switch lanes for big names

Smile on he's in pain

See disdain been cured

Walking around ecstatic

The frowns been subtracted

Matter fact it's mathematic

I took joy in going above they heads like an attic

Paint a picture make it graphic when I float upon the static

Watch me at it

You could see the joy while while it's working

Wanting to achieve big goals cause I was searching

Now we started off as dreamers believers of the magnificent

Even as my age turn a page I'm sweet as cinnamon