Worst Day Ever (Prod. Foul Mouth)
Jon Connor
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Woke up this morning I was feeling like shit
Just wanna stay sleep when I'm feeling 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
Cops 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 leaving
Ooh, I knew you wasn't gon' admit it
That's why the cops gave your bad ass a ticket"
Wait, wait, let me explain
But I'm guessing it's too late
Aw, in all my days
Got home and she done burned all my J's
She done went Left Eye, Angela Bassett
Waiting 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're never gon' win
If your girl hurt you gotta go in
Proving that you're sorry and you're never gon' win
Now back to my clusterfuck of a morning
The weather starts storming, pouring
I know things gon' get better
But first I gotta get through the worst day ever
Man, you ever have one of them days?
One of them days where it's like, fuck
Just ball this shit up and throw it away
We'll start fresh tomorrow, you know what I'm saying?
Shit
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 nope
And the girl on the mic can't hold all the notes
Little dude next to me got a whole lot of hopes
Wanna pass me the weed but no I don't smoke
Yo, I just wanna go
This girl in the booth sound like she got a hole in her throat
Shit feel like it's going 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
Whew, just let me rub my temples
Woosah and reengage my temple
"Say bro, you sure you ain't tryna smoke?"
Nigga, no, no, 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'd pass
But I was thinking how long could it last
Yo, she been in there for fifteen hours
Ain't nothing change, the 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 watched it sit back
He know she wack, he just tryna hit that
So all of this was a ploy for sex
Paid me 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 it's gon' get better
But first I gotta get through the worst day ever
What can you do?
You win some, you lose some
You live to fight another day
Ah shit