222 freestyle - wil$on (usa) lyrics
[verse 1: wil$on]
had to check my angel numbers
link right now cuz i’m bad with numbers
ducked off i done had tragic summers
i’m a baby boy ask jody summers
i’m afraid of toys cuz these babies gunners
try to stahl but these cameras flutter
these grams is poppin her look a cutter
our life at stake with the garlic b*tter
i love the hood b*tch we are the gutter
last b*tch prolly my greatest fail
had the greatest brain prolly greatest tail
now i reminisce prolly my greatest tale
sh*t last week prolly my greatest flail
i’m steady rising they bread is stale
waiter please bring mine with the extra kale
ain’t the smartest n*gga but the pen is yale
even hardest n*ggas can’t rebuke a sh*ll
join the team,i got hooper dreams
hustla baby i got wings and things
only feature missing is a triple beam
speaking my mind i be airing steam
air a grievance, i missed the theme
wearing dubb merch about sipping lean
will i stop yet it’s a mystery
selfish n*gga i’m mr. me
cuz when i help they hide it black history
i got class n*gga i got juice for sale
i don’t want the game if the user pale
i been clinging to a dream tooth and nail
f*ck you thought b*tch i done got used to l’s
imma fold under pressure like suit lapels?
mixtape bout nothing like a younger wale
n*ggas thought
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