Worst Day Ever

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Jon Connor - Rap

Worst Day Ever

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Duration: 2:50

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[Verse 1] Woke up this morning, I was feelin' like shit Just wanna stay 'sleep when I'm feelin' like this Look at me wrong, that's enough to get pissed No cash in my fist, no gas in the whip Now look, oh, my god Cop done put a ticket on my car A notification that I won't pay A beautiful way for me to start my day Turns out I was parked illegal My girlfriend wanna see other people I said, "Why? Is it 'cause the way I treat you?" She said, "No, motherfucker, I can see you" "Wait, what you mean you can see me?" "I'm parked in front of the bitch house you leavin' Ooh, I knew you wasn't gon' admit it That's why the cops gave your Black ass a ticket" Wait, wait, let me explain But I'm guessin' it's too late Aw, in all my days Got home and she done burned all my J's She done went left, I Angela Bassett Waitin' to exhale on all my assets Put all my shit in one big basket And made a torch out of all my classics Guess I gotta take that on the chin When you do dirt, you never gon' win If your girl hurt, you gotta go in Provin' that you're sorry, then you never gon' win Now back to my clusterfuck of a morning The weather start stormin', pourin' I know things gon' get better But first I gotta get through the worst day ever [Interlude] Man, you ever have one them days? One them days where it's, like, fuck? Let's ball this shit up and throw it away, yeah? We'll start fresh tomorrow, you know what I'm sayin'? Shit [Verse 2] I get to the studio, it's a whole lot of folks A whole lot of hoes with a whole lot of jokes "Oh, you got beats?" A whole lot of nopes And the girl on the mic can't hold all the notes Lil' dude next to me got a whole lot of hopes Tryna pass me the weed, but, no, I don't smoke Yo, I just wanna go 'Cause girl in the booth sound like she got a hole in her throat Shit feel like it's goin' on for hours Then they got the nerve to turn it up louder Look, I don't mean to rush nobody But this shit gon' make me wanna punch somebody Ooh, just let me rub my temples Woosah, and reengage my temples Ayy, bro, you sure you ain't tryna smoke? (Nigga, no, no, bro, no) How'd I find myself here, you ask He needed a feature and he had cash Now, normally, if it's this bad, I'll pass But I was thinkin', "How long could it last?" (Yo, she been in there for fifteen hours, ain't nothin' change, shit still sound trash) Oh shit, did I say that out loud? Where's the exit? I gotta get out now I just figured it out as I watch and sit back He know she wack, he just tryna hit that So all of this was a ploy for sex Ain't need to be here, just tryna flex He was wack, she was wack, the song was wack All that time that I can't get back Yeah, yeah, I know that's it's gon' get better But first I gotta get through the worst day ever [Outro] What can you do? You win some, you lose some You live to fight another day Ah shit

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  • Jon Connor