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castro (acg) - [castro] the cold room lyrics

[intro]
yes, yes
(aye, swear stewszy made this)
(cw, what’s the move man?)
i don’t wear my heart on my sleeve, unless i am rocking cdg
we’ve been out here since ‘017
and done more sh+t than them man’s og’s
anything green get bun, and i ain’t talking ’bout 3×3
they need to let my bro rowdy free (aye, tweeko mixed this, you know? it sounds cold)
he must thought that he could—

[verse 1]
soon as i came out, i copped me a beamer
and also a heater
rolling ’round on 12, can’t roll with two tings in the car like my name is peter
free peter
came a long way from putting smokes inside of the coupe
you best move cautious around us, or your car could end up on [?]
my bro’s in a traffic queue on his way to the +++, on the back it was 70
say that your bro’s got you ’till the end, but when the doors popped, they’re the first one pedaling
most of my guys are locked up now because of them man just can’t stop telling
and it’s embarrassing cah they the ones that some gyals are [?]

[chorus]
i don’t wear my heart on my sleeve, unless i am rocking cdg
we’ve been out here since ‘017
and done more sh+t than them man’s og’s
anything green get bun, and i ain’t talking ’bout 3×3
they need to let my bro rowdy free
he must thought that he could [?]
straight acg in my section, and that’s how it’s always gon’ be
i’m missing like most of my family tree, how the f+ck could i be happy?
free s, free h, free dizz, free active, free ice and rambzi
free trizzz, free lk, free striker, and also free tiny
[verse 2]
i can’t rate some man out here cah they out here neglecting their kid
instead of buying their bm a proper car, i could just splash it on drip
priorities straight in a twist
no way can i be that nig
remember, you signed up for this
so don’t get shot when your friend gets hit
nah, i beg let us pray, for the guys that have been brainwashed by my opps, and think that they are oj
once again, they are on the track, tryna separate the real from the fake
cah i don’t know why guys rate that other side of the motorway
lemme take it back to the camp, when we were on the block like everyday
bunch of young boys just doing up shooting, add a k, nothing like nba
g, you put me in a vid, tryna tell me ’bout some dumb ass case
not+not, not ever gon’ say, you know i got hit with the nfa
bro bucked him in a four+door astra, turn it to a coupe
my n+gga +++ him so f+cking hard to the point that their engine blew
i still got +++ in my zoot, and i boot up +++ too
+lighter fl!ck+
and also the other few, look, listen
i’m on the opp block in a uniqlo, i guess you could call that glamping
you think i got time to be lurking? i get the drop, then i go ’round there banging
i’m in silvertown with the cannon, i’ma have to go to the town through canning
if i spot some, i’m expecting it back, i ain’t tryna hear that it’s vanished

- castro acg lyrics

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