2 Week Notice - Jon Connor

Fuck that!

Y’all ain’t listen to the shit I say

Woke up today, pushed to edge y’all, and I ain’t got time to play

So a nigga like (man fuck that!)

I ain’t lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker

I ain’t no killer, I’m just tireder than a motherfucker

So I’m like.

I say no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with

Nigga no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with (man fuck that!)

Nigga no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with

I say no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin with, I say.

Yo, yo

I planned on quittin' this job from the day y’all hired me

I be talkin' shit, I don’t give a fuck

I can’t wait till the day y’all fire me

I’m a grown man, stop talkin' loud

What the fuck y’all talk about?

Fuck two weeks, it’s been too long, goddamnit I’m walkin' out

So don’t complain on my last day if I done tore some shit up

I felt this mornin', y’all lucky I ain’t blow this bitch up

Shit.Go to work in my drawers, parking lot, like fuck 'em all

My boss used to say, «Oh, you so quiet»

Bitch, you ain’t ever let me talk

I remember days I was sick as fuck and you ain’t never let me off

I should’a robbed this bitch

Fuck around, be Vivica, then set it off

I be gone so fast, nigga like holy smokes

Fuck 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 fuck that I’m leaving

Glad as fuck 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 fuck, talkin' shit, just like me

The boss come in, y’all straighten up

Shit… Nigga we don’t make enough, so.

Fuck that!

Y’all ain’t listen to the shit I say

Woke up today, pushed to edge y’all, and I ain’t got time to play

So a nigga like (man fuck that!)

I ain’t lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker

I ain’t no killer, I’m just tireder than a motherfucker

So I’m like.

I say no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with

Nigga no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with (man fuck that!)

Nigga no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with

I say no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin with, I say.

I swear to God I’ll punch heads, these niggas delirious

Ain’t nothin I hate more than a fuck boy take they job too serious

These niggas be miserable, like every day

You ain’t picked the right job

Nigga 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 fuckin' care»

So fuck this dumb shit, retarded shit, fuck the office politics

Y’all thinkin of ways to improve shit

While I’m thinkin' of ways to get out of this

Shit, 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' ass

Hold up, I say hold up.

Maybe you confused, I don’t give no fuck

I don’t give no fuck, how did shit end up?

See, old folks used to tell me I’d probably need to say «fuck rap»

But I said, «fuck them, fuck you, fuck this», matter fact.

Fuck that!

Y’all ain’t listen to the shit I say

Woke up today, pushed to edge y’all, and I ain’t got time to play

So a nigga like (man fuck that!)

I ain’t lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker

I ain’t no killer, I’m just tireder than a motherfucker

So I’m like.

I say no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with

Nigga no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with (man fuck that!)

Nigga no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin' with

I say no, you don’t fuckin' know who you fuckin with, I say.

Yo, yo yo.

so I’m like this

Fuck you, fuck this job, fuck that little weak ass check (man fuck that!)

Fuck waking up at motherfuckin' six thirty in the morning every morning

Tell them niggas on the way out, (man fuck that!)

Fuck you, fuck you, it’s really fuck you

You aight, you cool, fuck you, I’m outta here

The People’s Rapper, AVM, Blue City Club, we outta here man!