{Verse 1: Cloud Nine Red}
I spark, spark, start and keep it burning til its all short
Cuz I done seen all sorts of things, people fall short
Cuz when you fall, they tend to not hear you out when you call for em
Long story, if i had to make it short, where i would start?
Ima take em back..
Wintertime, Swisher packs inside my Carhartt
Adolescence learning lessons by the ball court
Around the same time..
My lil brother stealing candy out his Carhartt
I guess this is where it all starts..
& it ain't my mama's fault
Yeah i know she thinks it is
It ain't cuz how she raised us
Its the times she raised us in
It ain't cuz how we came up
We ain't feel the pain she did
We had Playstation, Nintendos
She ain't have sh**
So you can say it was the struggle, but she did her best so we wouldn't feel it
Just can't explain the rush of ppl knowing who Lil Red & Lil Will is
I just walked past my bus stop, I'm on the way to your building
'Bout to start the school day off with a big ol blunt of that k**a
So on that note, I wanna say, R.I.P. to Devonne
Baby one day they here, and the next day they gone
Last thing i wanna say is free my brother Lil Shon
It's a cold, cold world better keep your Carhartt on
Red. Peace