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chris patrick - ramen noodles lyrics

[verse 1]
unh, home of the struggle wounds
deflated air mattress on the floor in my cousin room
salvation was a gift from god that taught me to humble pain
only way you eat is if you k!ll what you won’t consume
awkwardness of knowing most of y’all finna die in vain
imagine watching n+ggas you looked up to get locked in tombs
perception altered greatly, you only earn your stripes from going up and talking crazy
so i’m screaming “suck my d+ck” to every n+gga try and play me
hold my nuts, b+tch
i don’t give a f+ck about no n+gga that y’all claiming next
sniper on the right wing, aim to next, off a pill, famous dex
addy in my system doing drills until my name is left
scott foster mantra, been inclined to only raise the tech
hotbox a rasta to smoke his boots and leave a painted vest
i don’t know excuses, all i know is i got a will to work
only way i lose is if these motherf+ckers k!ll me first
going back is cooked

[chorus]
ain’t no other way but up
n+ggas wouldn’t last a day here, running laps until the sunrise
ramen noodles till the paper clear
ain’t no other way but up
only so much i can take here
running laps until the sunrise
ramen noodles till the paper clear
[verse 2]
2021, i think i’m up off of a signed deal
‘22, i learned what failure was when n+ggas dropped me
2023, i went back home and got a part+time
2024, i’m getting flown across the country
this that dog+worthy archetype, canine build
there’s no solution that my brain can’t build
inside this booth until my lungs burst from spewing all this pain i feel
blood on my tongue from these insane ideas
i could never let a hard time humble me, fumble me
unf+ckitable when it come to me
put that real theorem the way these legs been at an upper seat
i run this marathon, miracle they haven’t stumbled me
i know the feel for losing ambition when moving through life
i know the guilt of choosing a vision and losing your wife
coping with missing funeral days for a booth with a mic
hoping my image not misconstrued as i do what i like
stop seeking validation from folk not improving my plight
done chasing balance between the work, getting useless to fight
adderall operate like a fuse getting used to the fight
f+ck i look like trying to settle down at this point

[chorus]
ain’t no other way but up
n+ggas wouldn’t last a day here
running laps until the sunrise
ramen noodles to the paper clear
ain’t no other way but up
only so much i can take here
running laps until the sunrise
ramen noodles till the paper clear
[outro]
all i want is a check with a few hundred thou
free my thoughts, give my mama anything she want
and all i want is a check with a few hundred thou
free my thoughts, give my mama anything she want
ain’t no other way but up
all i want is a check with a few hundred thou
free my thoughts, give my mama anything she want
ain’t no other way but up
all i want is a check with a few hundred thou
free my thoughts, give my mama anything she want
ain’t no other way but up
all i want is a check with a few hundred thou

- chris patrick lyrics

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