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ryshon jones - h.o. drip lyrics

a new generation behind us upon us
filled with girls that wanna be rihanna
.i take.a moment in my cousins honor
..up in jail a million dollars for his bail
a million dollars for his bail
hes in now my homie coming out ..the cycle
what the f-ck reep the luck. if its 100 ways to get it double up
and ive been havin problems with havin too. many options
nah my problem is its not none..go figure
attacked by these hating bitter n-ggas
spit the same sh-t to i feel they feel me clearly
or til the world hear me .which ever first
watchin the reprise,of a blur
a blur that grew into a mystery
so if these signs reoccur i concur
im a recovering addict of the underworld
decode my emotions in the s-m-n i leave on this girl

i look you in your eyes you haven’t been yo self
,what is on your mind what is it you feel
i look you in the eyes haven’t seen myself
what is on your mind what thoughts should i k!ll

im either losin u or im losin me
the dead poets recital to the dead poets revival
and the wrong things gettin glorified
how the h-ll do i explain wats only real in my eyes
its like im gettin high to realize
my heart runnin out of sh-t to say
rejuvenate my motives be innovative
and never break married to my escape
stars in my room and im just careful what i wish for
. my dark tales they relate
mary and the bible mary and the bible
my palms itching for years ain’t stressin missin a list
insecure rappers always gotta tell u they sh-t..
never one for screamin it
but they all get the drift
i got a letter from the sky it said crashing
and im prisoner of myths
in miserys playground to f-ck a b-tch
wet p-ssy drip…hash oil drip
tip toe to the highest cliff
fall just to land back on to it

i look you in your eyes you haven’t been yo self
,what is on your mind what is it you feel
i look you in the eyes haven’t seen myself
what is on your mind what thoughts should i k!ll

food for thought new recipe
i had a dream…. i was in the club
it was me and god drunk and high
we made it rain on destiny
destiny i never f-cked the f-cking b-tch stood me up

tryin to make this make sense is just half the war
lost in my thoughts while opportunity is the at the door
rather be rich and sad or happy and poor
illuminati sellin dreams that i can’t afford
open up about it all i need is closure
this home is not a home but ill get use to this sofa
trying to be satisfied…but whats sacrifice im just
stacking up regrets past my shoulder
hurricane in my brain raining dollar signs
what happens when the humanity declines
.how long can u stand to be misunderstood
the best way to find somethin is to never look

- ryshon jones lyrics

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