Aubrey Killerman, Daniel La Toure and LNLYWRLD - CINNAMON

Yeah I'm in a box
All of my paper killed rocks
I can't keep rocking
But I need papers and rocks
Yeah
I can't tip to the top
I take a xan for my zen
Cinnamon coffee, and have me a rest
Come with intent and whisper in Zan

I'm in a box
All of my paper killed rocks
I can't keep rocking
But I need papers and rocks
Yeah
I can't tip to the top
I take a xan for my zen
Yeah
Cinnamon coffee, and have me a rest
Come with intent and (whisper in Zan)

Yeah
Ice on the wrist i can't fuck with you bitches
Niggas want handouts these niggas be fishin'
They finna call me but I do not listen
Hating on me yeah these niggas be dissin'

Sippin' my drank and I'm keepin my distance
Workin' OT 'cause I'm feelin too restless
Moving So quickly these niggas can't catch us
Keep up the pace I'm not feelin' too pressured
Cop a coup
I got a message
I do
Nigga don't test me
I been through it
Feel like Takeshi
Ah ooh
Yeah
Got me a baddie from Hollywood
Keep Movin' like you be stuck in the hood
I said Some things that I prolly shouldn't
(Fuck these niggas)

I'm in a box
All of my paper killed rocks
Yeah I can't keep rocking
But I need papers and rocks (yeah)
I can't tip to the top
I take a xan for my zen
Cinnamon coffee, and have me a rest
Come with intent and whisper in Zan

I'm in a box
All of my paper killed rocks
I can't keep rocking
But I need papers and rocks
Yeah
I can't tip to the top
I take a xan for my zen
Yeah
Cinnamon coffee, and have me a rest
Come with intent and (yeah)

Written by:
Aubrey Kgatle, Daniel Boto jr.

Publisher:
Lyrics © LNLYWRLD (PTY) LTD

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