Showing posts with label Jon Connor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jon Connor. Show all posts

Jon Connor - I’m Heavy Lyrics (Ft. Mistah FAB)

I’m Heavy Lyrics by Jon Connor Ft. Mistah FAB

Ah, look, barshit, the code that I live by
Finally made it every nigga in the crib by
Bad bitches, every chick up in the crib by
You fucking clown, I’ll show you how to live life
All this hard work done paid off
This how you live when y’all don’t take no days off
Eyes red, studio I’m working long shift
You beefing over her, you’re fucking with the wrong bitch
Heavy
Real nigga chronicals
I tell them vamonos, now they falling like dominos
I’m everywhere, looking for me like tryina find a ghost
She give me brain like this hoe is on a honor roll
Real shit, my life been on some ill shit
Since Mo Cleavs told me nigga go and kill shit
So give me life for this shit I write
Lock me up
Sit back and watch me maseratti pick the bodies up

[Hook]
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
It’s fly city, to the best
I wake up and grind hard everyday…
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all

…someone speak Fred Flintstone
Grind through them flint holes,
With the window down with no tints on
They don’t know me like John B,
Then I pulled up with John C,
At the club and pop that dime piece
I’m a king, like…
And man, where I go, I’m heavy
…chain, and a 7
Pull up in that chevy, moving d, rest in peace to…
Money talking coming quick fast
Ride so fast … dream bout getting money
Better go with your bitch ass
I round them up, round them up
Bts she down to fuck
This white she see bts, she said what’s that
Down to suck
Yeah, let’s get it, rather snap back in that fitty
Don’t matter man, wherever man
I’ma represent for my city
It’s the …open, please don’t think that I’m joking
Yeah that money got it rolling
Keep …when I open, yeah
I fuck with shooters holler reggie
And you don’t want these problems boy
Cause you’re not rolling heavy

[Hook]
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
It’s fly city, to the best
I wake up and grind hard everyday…
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all

See now these niggas is hating
And all these hoes they be watching
I hit my folks out in callie
They told me let’s get it popping
Let the niggas be blocking,
Because they bitches be jocking
Killing rappers is easy, cause most these niggas is garbage
I call them sons of bitches but I blame that on they fathers
Now every city them hoes, making it clap, they applaud us
I hope my mama forgive me, I’m hitting somebody’s daughter
They be looking for balers, in vip with the starters
Shit I’m happy out here, they don’t know what to call it
Time is money my nigga, why the fuck is you stalling
Trading paper for plastic, shit won’t fit in my wallet
2 bad bitches ass sick, call that shit a ménage us
Wanna roll with the bosses, see the club that I work
So spread your legs in the office, so why the fuck is we talking
Me and my nigga mistah fab grind it hard to get it
Now we living every minute, and don’t know nothing different
Cause bitch

[Hook]
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
It’s fly city, to the best
I wake up and grind hard everyday…
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy in this biatch
I’m heavy, I’m heavy, I’m heavy on them all.

Jon Connor - Hello Lyrics


Hello Lyrics by Jon Connor

Somebody tell me who current, now they spotting for certain
I'm the new wave of wipe them out watch them run from my current
Show my dick to the world and see nothing is pervert
This is Pee Wee Herman jerking in public, can you picture that perfect
So provocative, drop more power, more important than vodka is
I am the fly City, where superman is the Metropolis
How he do it, he keep more coming, keep dropping on top of shit
They be thinking they heard this hotter shit
Then he just topped the shit
I am, the best in the world, I'm the ultimate optimist
I am currently in my prime, they calling me optimist
Follow this is, why people finding this
I'm a motherfucker like I followed your mama's tits
While I see if the counterfeits huh?
This is dominance, I be making hits and I don't know if I'm a miss
Y'all hollowed out on empty promises
Just lay down I know you tired of this
Buy now you're tired of this
And I have made my lyrics tighter than a viper's grip
Go ahead, get mad, homie, I am your step dad
This nigga's fucking mommy and you just gotta accept that
Imagine me telling you you was laying where we have sex at
We laying on your bed, she doing what she was best at
Ewww, your motherfuckers know the deal
Your career make your mom wish that she was on the pill
When I say I run game that just mean I play the field
Till my warm up drills look like a highlight real
Go and shine, I get the lime light still
I'm ahead of my time, this how hindsight feel
Now I'm talking big banks, get your mind right feel
Cause I'd rather go out like Will if you will
One time in the sky if you real
I tell whack niggas, nigga chill, you for real?
Cold flow people get chills when they hear them
I'm so fly, just flew by nigga, eeeeeeuuuuummm
And I can't stop
I hate when niggas in the game come up to me
Trying to name drop
Fuck them, supposed to be impressed another nigga name hot
Yo name nothing, I'm just tryna make my name pop
9 times out of 10 we probably in the same spot
But niggas think they bigger than they is
That's why the game shot, fake niggas lost
Soon as the fame stop, that's why
OG's embrace me, like I hit the game shot
Keep hitting with these lines, where the pain stop?
Nobody better, flow is wetter than a raindrop
Scorching, you can tell nigga I came hot
Headstrong: brain on the same shit that bang out
Worldwide, in India, it's a pain they got in Bangkok
Animal on the dick like I'm trained how to bang cock
Hot shit, like there's flames on my veins
Ah, my break shot, that just mean that I can't stop