Cinnamon Apple (feat. Kevin Hart)

My cinnamon apple, you know you did me wrong

My cinnamon apple, said you know you did me wrong

Yeah, my cinnamon apple, you know did me wrong

My cinnamon apple, said (You know you did me wrong, yeah)

Look, I wanna take you back to seventh grade

Middle school

Skinny kid that everybody knew

I was a lil' cool

Had my initial ring, gold chain, my lil' jewels

What was more than most had so I never got ridiculed

This was '89

Matter fact, it was '90

Crack was already huge

The streets start gettin' grimy

But I wasn't in that world then

I'm thirteen

All I'm thinkin' 'bout is Nikes, basketball and my girlfriend

Yeah, who at the time was Tia Williams

And she had no idea that one day I would see a million

This is a teenage love, few months but we was buildin'

She was grown, I was the man but we was children

She had ass though, I mean for her age or whatever

She wore my ring sometimes like we engaged or whatever

And this the, no, you hang up first, dial tone era

Your mom's pick up and say, "Hang up my house phone," era

And I hated that

How you gon' scream in my baby ear?

That pretty little round skinned girl with the baby hairs

We was goin' steady

My sex drive was so Andretti

She a virgin but I feel like it's time

I know she ready

He ain't got much experience but she don't know that

That boy chance is comin' up

I hope he don't blow that

I'm waitin' for the opportunity

Mama at work

Start with a kiss, then I'm in her shirt

Next, I'm in her skirt

You know they always heard that the first time gonna hurt

That's what she heard from her cousin

Lied and told her it doesn't

And so to me

It's just a matter of time

That Tia gon' give it up to me and that'll be mine

But one day I was absent

I came back to school

Learned that I left a man but I came back the fool

They told me, Tia did some bullshit

I mean, did y'all speak?

She cut school, lost her virginity

Some kid named Khalif

And I'm stuck

Like, what the fuck?

I ain't hear that my girl did what?

But had to act like I ain't care

Felt like I wanted to cry

But, nah, I ain't tear

First time I seen that trust ain't a must if I ain't there

And of course we broke up

She moved on, I did the same

I ended up with some next girl, forget her name

Which probably isn't right 'cause we used to get along

But I remember Tia 'cause she did me wrong

My cinnamon apple, you know you did me wrong

My cinnamon apple, said you know you did me wrong

My cinnamon apple, you know you did me wrong

My cinnamon apple, said you know you did me wrong

Yeah, my cinnamon apple, you know did me wrong

My cinnamon apple, said you know you did me wrong

Yeah, my cinnamon apple, you know did me wrong

My cinnamon apple, yeah, you know you did me wrong

And you gon' leave me

For some fuckin' ****, huh?

I thought you loved me

You was supposed to be my cinnamon apple

My cinnamon apple

Baby, you gon' leave me for some ****

Huh, for some ****?

Get out the car, bitch

And you gon' leave me?

You grimy son