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letra de cruel winter - sugarshane

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verse 1:

oh my goodness this my first hit
on that like its 23, you know im on that bull sh-t
all i hear is talk and no one acting, thats irrelevant
time you say i wasted, wishes, wells, now thats time well spent

no one ever thought id come in with them bars
but them scars
motivated, made my hurt help me get far
vision dark
i guess my vision be hazy
but the flow never lazy
you talking hoping it change me
but its the darkness that made me
and its my patience thats fraying
i can’t hear what you been saying
over these verses im laying
you know im laying them down
still talking bout my verses
this rap sh-t, know i deserved it
you put in work and then earn it
can’t ride off me but you know im about to put you in herses
head glued to the tv screen
whatchu mean
mean
going for the green
thought it was a dream
shout out selena because things, they ain’t really what it seem

chorus:

i dont need b-tches or the pay
because ill still be winning either way
shut your mouth unless you got some good to say
this gon be a cruel winter and its coming right your way

all these rappers sound the same
but i be in my seperate lane
i bring heat and along with change
b-tch get out my way, im sugarshane

verse 2:

these people think they slick but they just all pretend
if you try to f-ck with me i got my friends
we be balling, we the ones who starting trends
and once you get me mad it be way too late to make amends
only being fake for them likes
looking at my right, i got my partner miken mike
why you so judgemental, why you saying that im sleeping
i dont even gotta do it, call my boy trent egan
whys the irrelevant the ones that always gotta say the most
and when they be put in that spot light, why they always gotta choke
they be ghost, so low key, its a lil scary
thats why my crew be kept in 3’s, cruz, trent, harry
but man i got so many squads
i be loaded, thats why when theres trouble i can’t go wrong
my intent, was to make all of these songs for fun
after this 2nd last chorus i be 2nd last from done

chorus:

i dont need b-tches or the pay
because ill still be winning either way
shut your mouth unless you got some good to say
this gon be a cruel winter and its coming right your way

all these rappers sound the same
but i be in my seperate lane
i bring heat and along with change
b-tch get out my way, im sugarshane

verse 3:

last time, last verse i feel rejuvenated
taking pics with all my friends, all happy that i made it
been a player in this game but its bout time i played it
seeing this inside my future, would be some sh-t i wouldn’t trade and
the reason why this winter be cruel
im dropping diss tracks, to back me up against these countless tools
because im sick of the bullsh-t that they thinking they can pull
why they biting more than they can chew when they got a plate full
man im sick of these generic guys
they thinking they the sh-t, but then they always lie
they think they fly and that theyll make it when they dont gotta try
i hope life hits em like a b-tch and they finally realize
that im on the rise and yall can’t stop me
i keep looking up, im not sure where the top be
if fakes be in my pic i get to cropping
this be the first of many more tracks that i be dropping

chorus:

i dont need b-tches or the pay
because ill still be winning either way
shut your mouth unless you got some good to say
this gon be a cruel winter and its coming right your way

all these rappers sound the same
but i be in my seperate lane
i bring heat and along with change
b-tch get out my way, im sugarshane

and ill give credit when its due
shoutout dtc because they always coming through
you be talking sh-t and that be my squads qeue
i dont really get involved and that make sure my probs are few

to all those people that i p-ssed off thought i taught em
i dont need grey seasons, thats why i hate autumn
changing seasons, leaving, reasons, but ill still stay the same
b-tch get out my way. im sugarshane

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