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wil$on (usa) - bluenotes n dilla lyrics

[verse 1: wil$on]
why god? woe is me
can’t even call you a sl+t because the hoe is me
i’m watching good luck chuck thinking that bro is me
say a prayer, he break ya heart and kiss my rosary
don’t care what you call it my hate hgh cuz its brolic
don’t call me big headed unless it convenient to harvard
roger clemons i put my blood in this i couldn’t frolic
so i indulge in the sauce don’t call me alcoholic
deleon and soda water, call somebody daughter
ion need extracurriculars to party harder
she sniffed a line and ate the d+ck somebody call her fathеr
i make more with less, just call mе george carver
carved my own lane
embarrassed i own shame
played it off i fell victim to my own game
err since you been gone ion even know sane
listening to blue notes songs screaming like “no same”
i played a part, trifling n+gga from jump the very start
lying bout exes on edges but we are not apart
buss down middle 207 to jesse park
brakes bad, jumped out the window just to make it park
face is a drug, its pictures i can’t get rid of
words of power and i promise i’m still a sick f+ck
i ain’t got a license lil baby, need to get picked up
can’t trust in n+ggas do anything for a quick buck

- wilon usa lyrics

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