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jon connor - 2 week notice lyrics

[hook]
f-ck that! y’all ain’t listen to the sh-t i say
woke up today, pushed to edge y’all, and i ain’t got time to play
so a n-gga like (man f-ck that!)
i ain’t lyin’, might be a riot in this motherf-cker
i ain’t no k!ller, i’m just tireder than a motherf-cker
so i’m like..

i say no, you don’t f-ckin’ know who you f-ckin’ with
n-gga no, you don’t f-ckin’ know who you f-ckin’ with (man f-ck that!)
n-gga no, you don’t f-ckin’ know who you f-ckin’ with
i say no, you don’t f-ckin’ know who you f-ckin with, i say..

[verse 1]
yo, yo
i planned on quittin’ this job from the day y’all hired me
i be talkin’ sh-t, i don’t give a f-ck
i can’t wait till the day y’all fire me
i’m a grown man, stop talkin’ loud
what the f-ck y’all talk about?
f-ck two weeks, it’s been too long, godd-mnit i’m walkin’ out
so don’t complain on my last day if i done tore some sh-t up
i felt this mornin’, y’all lucky i ain’t blow this b-tch up
sh-t..go to work in my drawers, parking lot, like f-ck ’em all
my boss used to say, “oh, you so quiet”
b-tch, you ain’t ever let me talk
i remember days i was sick as f-ck and you ain’t never let me off
i should’a robbed this b-tch
f-ck around, be vivica, then set it off
i be gone so fast, n-gga like holy smokes
f-ck around, get the holy ghost
and you ain’t gonna talk to me in any kind of way
i mean i’m tired, let me tell these folks
you should be glad as f-ck that i’m leaving
glad as f-ck all y’all still breathing
i had a dream last night
that i busted in and pulled a django on one of y’all meetings
co-workers be fake as f-ck, talkin’ sh-t, just like me
the boss come in, y’all straighten up
sh-t…n-gga we don’t make enough, so..

[hook]

[verse 2]
i swear to god i’ll punch heads, these n-ggas delirious
ain’t nothin i hate more than a f-ck boy take they job too serious
these n-ggas be miserable, like every day
you ain’t picked the right job
n-gga your full time is my night job
this my summer job, this your life job
i ain’t gettin no rest, so i better get my respect
cause you talking to me like you crazy, ain’t worth gettin’ this check
my boss said it bring down morale when i act that i ain’t there
i said “it take more out of me to act like i f-ckin’ care”
so f-ck this dumb sh-t, r-t-rded sh-t, f-ck the office politics
y’all thinkin of ways to improve sh-t
while i’m thinkin’ of ways to get out of this
sh-t, i’m convinced we on different paths
there’s different ways to keep gettin’ cash
a dollar only got so much power and i’m too strong to be kissin’ -ss
hold up, i say hold up. maybe you confused, i don’t give no f-ck
i don’t give no f-ck, how did sh-t end up?
see, old folks used to tell me i’d probably need to say “f-ck rap”
but i said, “f-ck them, f-ck you, f-ck this”, matter fact..

[hook]

[outro]
yo, yo yo. so i’m like this
f-ck you, f-ck this job, f-ck that little weak -ss check (man f-ck that!)
f-ck waking up at motherf-ckin’ six thirty in the morning every morning
tell them n-ggas on the way out, (man f-ck that!)
f-ck you, f-ck you, it’s really f-ck you
you aight, you cool, f-ck you, i’m outta here
the people’s rapper, avm, blue city club, we outta here man!

- jon connor lyrics

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