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Jon Connor
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F'N Right
Fucking right, fucking right If your bitch wanna fuck with me She fucking right, fucking right She keep pulling all on my jeans She fucking right, fucking right Every time I step out I ball Fucking right, fucking right 'Cause I ain't got time to worry about y'all You fucking right It's still bad bitches knocking at the door You fucking right They all bad bitches You motherfucking right, you fucking right It's still bad bitches knocking at the door You fucking right They all bad bitches You motherfucking right, you fucking right
I do it for my city, that's never gonna stop Fly city nigga, from my head to my socks She want a ménage and you thinking I'm not Won't give me head while the other one watch Take her to the crib, it's just one of them nights Ain't loving your bitch but I'm loving my life You ain't gotta worry who the illest on the mic Million dollar flow, I got a million dollar life Loving how I'm living but it came at a price Million dollar nigga got a million dollar wife Try to push me to the edge but I never fell off Had to get it with my niggas, now we living in a loft Niggas wanted me to fail, I don't know what to tell y'all Haters on my paper, when they get the hell off? Came back, I had to get it any time I said hello Said a nigga hated me into a motherfucking buff Stay the fuck out of my business, can I get a witness? You're talking to a nigga in the trenches My own soul relentless, ball with you niggas while y'all watch the game from the benches Now I'm in the spot, I don't need zone Getting on the ones I like She know when to fuck all night, man, she looking at me like you
Fucking right, fucking right If your bitch wanna fuck with me She fucking right, fucking right She keep pulling all on my jeans She fucking right, fucking right Every time I step out I ball Fucking right, fucking right 'Cause I ain't got time to worry about y'all You fucking right It's still bad bitches knocking at the door You fucking right They all bad bitches You motherfucking right, you fucking right It's still bad bitches knocking at the door You fucking right They all bad bitches You motherfucking right, you fucking right
It's ten deep, knocking at my trap door Young years have been there whipping, working, serving blow And these friends have been in my face like gangsters, what you know 'Cause every time I leave the booth I'm a suspect, thought I murdered them Finna couple in, got a wing, goddamn it Real motherfuckers in the game, understand it I was ready for the tears with the plug and the brain Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Didn't understand a link but my fish roast Spanish I'm a motherfucking Midwest rider, Gary, Indiana, east sider Only thing I serve is that fire, dope blunt, cut, no liar Fucking right, fucking right, nigga wanna talk this shit then hear my fucking lie, fucking lie Nigga, I was in the dope spot, selling knicks, I'll fucking die, fucking die Young pimp nigga with a limp, needing your fucking wife, fucking wife And she gonna hit my phone 'cause she said you
Fucking right, fucking right If your bitch wanna fuck with me She fucking right, fucking right She keep pulling all on my jeans She fucking right, fucking right Every time I step out I ball Fucking right, fucking right 'Cause I ain't got time to worry about y'all You fucking right It's still bad bitches knocking at the door You fucking right They all bad bitches You motherfucking right, you fucking right It's still bad bitches knocking at the door You fucking right They all bad bitches You motherfucking right, you fucking right
When they let me in the spot, bitches rock and send me Got me feeling like I'm not The nigga that was already now I feel like I've landed on another planet Running in circles, my circle got me on a million dollar yacht Funny how shit change, niggas looking at me like this shit just came Out the clear blue, niggas talking shit, I can't hear you Yeah, I knew my vision was realistic when I didn't have a clear view Fuck what you say, nigga, leave your mouth, nigga, fuck what you say Sightseeing ass nigga, get the fuck out the way Say I'm lost, same dreams, gonna wake up, a million dollars stuffed in a safe Feel good, shit like a massage to a nigga, couldn't believe it It felt like a mirage to a nigga, I've evolved with you niggas to my eyes Real recognize real and you look like camouflage to a nigga Out the Midwest, did you niggas leave in that Michigan? Yes Indiana, Gary and it's scary, we probably should be up in a cemetery But we focus on this money and we try to be the best I told y'all this shit is just paper so we blow it every night, fuck Ks Hold it down for the city that made us And represent for the hood that raised us
Fucking right, fucking right If your bitch wanna fuck with me She fucking right, fucking right She keep pulling all on my jeans She fucking right, fucking right Every time I step out I ball Fucking right, fucking right 'Cause I ain't got time to worry about y'all You fucking right It's still bad bitches knocking at the door You fucking right They all bad bitches You motherfucking right, you fucking right It's still bad bitches knocking at the door You fucking right They all bad bitches You motherfucking right, you fucking right
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