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** 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***as Spit the same sh** 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 semen 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** 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 hell do I explain wats only real in my eyes Its like im gettin high to realize My heart runnin out of sh** 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**.. 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** a b**h Wet p**y 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** 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**ed the f**ing b**h 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