Cruel Winter lyrics

by

Breakfast Santana


[verse 1: Prettyboi Frank!e]
Cruel winter

Playing my position
Who the f*ck better than me?
You ain’t living how I’m living
What you tryna say to me?
You ain’t on my f*cking 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
n*ggas in my business
Handle yours, I’ll handle mine
All this sh*t stuck on my mind
I got all my stars aligned
And Im going after mine
Hope y’all n*ggas seen the signs
I been killing sh*t
I’m on they neck, they feeling it
I’m so used to this
You heard these n*ggas try to diss
Yo sh*t was never this
Taking shots, I watch you miss
My vision heaven sent
I’m doing me it’s Evident
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