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hippie ryn - good with the bad lyrics

[verse]
it’s like i’m playing spades against the devil and god and jesus on my side
he like how many books you got, what’s the f+ckin’ odds
i shake my head and nod, two and a possible
he say i hope that hand keep you alive, ’cause that’s the chances of surviving in this cold world with a temper hot mine’s

i gotta shine like gerome goals
i just hope you get the point like i’m selling lawn gnomes
this for all them nights when i could feel it, i ain’t going home
this for all them nights where i’m too lit, smokin’ was going on
this the time i finally quit my jobs, where you going homes?

i’m just taking off, and i don’t know how i’m gone make it
but i see this opportunity, and i just gotta take it…
following my dreams and i don’t know where they gone take me…
thought i’d get to houston and rock it like i’m mcgrady…
but when it got hard+den i couldn’t let it fade me
i just keep playin’ it mellow and chill while you pay me…

i learned you gotta take the good with bad
good chick, and that’s good, but she bad
good d+ck make her forget why she even was mad
look chick is all good, but i want this sh+t too bad
hood rich and p+ss poor, living on the same ave
i’m the best period, we ain’t on the same pad
it was written in blood
my sweat and my tears
my fears and my love…
shoutout to the old ryn, this like in memory of… huh…

i’m sittin’ here tryna answer my calling
writing raps on the sh+tter in target
you need a track then just call in
you all rap, like a packaging office
this no cap, and i don’t say that sh+t often

backwood full of boston
just stay in yo lane
kyrie in the lane
you reach you get slain
put me in the game
my reach is insane
my beach don’t got sand
but the waters all clear
you see what i’m sayin’

like i’m writing right here
like i’m writing right in your ear
you take the wicked with the righteous
and lower the many prices
and mix it with pill poppin’, ciroq
and make us believe we would all be better off light skin
then throw us all in the projects
and get p+ssed off if we prosper
the usual prospects might make it as a lawyer or a doctor
but most of us slangin’ rocks to put food in our daughter’s mouth, if
you tired of hearing this then i could tell you don’t give a sh+t
raps like them sound the same cuz my n+ggas still live this sh+t!

roll one for my innocent then smoke that b+tch in front of him
pray none of this smoke i blow get inside of the lungs of him
pray none of this evil that i pour out touch the heart of him
pray i’m still his hero on the day he find out all my sins

opportunity knocking but i’m ducking the law again
i don’t know the answers so now i’m asking the lord again
if i stand for something
i won’t, land for nothing
i got big plans for somethin’
just mash the gas, i’m comin’, straight
up the hill n+gga, i still climb, if i switch direction
i don’t feel n+ggas, boi who lied and got you misdirected

imma build n+gga, pay attention, i won’t miss my lessons
imma chill n+gga, all that f+ck sh+t get you skipped with blessings
you on a pill n+gga? why you feel like i’m the one to mess with
where my real n+ggas, on that tweak if anybody test us
i’ma k!ll n+ggas, specially if they feel like they could best us
i’m a field n+gga, n+gga i was raised on pig intestines
most of this sh+t ain’t the same no more
crunch time, this ain’t a game this much more
4th down, 4th quarter, game 7
like a addict i score
if we ain’t up by at least 10, then we gone need more
i’m at the point where i just open the door
’cause where i been, i ain’t afraid no more
it ain’t a phase no more
i gave it more after i thought i gave all that i had
respect the process, take the good with the bad

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