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Allan Lee Kastiro - Cruel Winter Lyrics

[verse 1: Prettyboi Frank!e]
Cruel winter

Playing my position
Who the fuck better than me?
You ain’t living how I’m living
What you tryna say to me?
You ain’t on my fucking level
Tell me, what you tryna see ?
I’ve been booked and I’ve been busy
There’s some place I’m tryna be
Tell that hoe I’m doing fine
Please don’t waste my time
Niggas in my business
Handle yours, I’ll handle mine
All this shit stuck on my mind
I got all my stars aligned
And Im going after mine
Hope y’all niggas seen the signs
I been killing shit
I’m on they neck, they feeling it
I’m so used to this
You heard these niggas try to diss
Yo shit was never this
Taking shots, I watch you miss
My vision heaven sent
I’m doing me it’s Evident
Look...
[Verse 2: Breakfast Santana]
They say you are what you eat
I been snacking all day
Moving work and ganing weight
I had to pack it all away
Breakfast Santana desayuno on the plate
Cocaina on your face im the smack inside your veins
Roll it up in paper planes im as fly as a pigeon
I make dough in the kitchen
Ain't no hoe in my vision
Dropping 40 in the second half open for business
U better come with a budget
I’m hella lit and I'm pluggin
This ain't no trap phone buzzin
Hit your bitch if she buggin
Even if she come with her cousin
Dimes come by the dozen
The burner sit on the oven
Chicken thicker than stuffin
You throw it up in the club
I call in Brinks for the truck
I'm Millie Walkin them Mucks
Do you still take the bus?
We some self made niggas
Why the fuck you mad at us?
Turnt this beat into some bread
Take this heat or batter up
Ride the beat and sattle up
Talk your shit n back it up