Jon Connor - Tryna Get On lyrics

So it's this what y'all been waiting for Telling me low we just can't take no more Hoops is lace, eat my face, and a place in the world I ain't gonna go if I wanna, gonna, end up on your corner Grown up, with a couple of n***a on a mission You can end up missin Gonna blow a little meeting, this mind's a man Time to win, lost a lot, feeling as strong as an ox Could probably toss with rocks across the block, off the top Find the softest spot, shoot to k** Life is selfless rot So my life post the lot, do this real If y'all ain't noticed, I'm focused But n***as broke focus with n***as Ain't wrote one rap out of spect When I act like I own you my bindess with bizness Got all these people thinking I'm rich and sh** Like this is it, like I got some instant hit Man I'm just tryina get position, sh** [Hook] So don't worry bout my pay, what I make, doing good But if my mama still in the hood then what you think I'm tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on Don't ask me if I got a million dollars You see me out in the drought, just shake my hand and holler I'm tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on [Jon Connor] I don't really care how you feel about rap Matter fact, I don't care how you feel about that That's my frowl n***a get about that Never give a second to the present my drop At the game, hijack I ask, I ask who better right now Not none, not never n***as couldn't spit like me, if my mouth was dry And my tongue got severed 'should I only need 2 letter When I say f** uh, then your girl get wetter n***as try to stay afloat, but I made a boat When I hit every wave, I cope' Oh you talking to a motherf**ing genius Hold that, n***as know when I'm hold back Front row on the show, where the hoes at Any n***a know kinda better, better know that b**h n***a on fire, where the hoes at Wait, wait, so cold, 'I make all you n***as can't trace, a blank state Sound like a problem, sound like a ho, let me count on my sound Like a gyzmo thousand Talking that sh**, haters all on my dick All they do is arouse me Better call rap tousin, feeling like 80k how my heart be Why I act like this, we just tryna get on That's why I rap like this, gone! [Hook] So don't worry bout my pay, what I make, doing good But if my mama still in the hood then what you think I'm tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on Don't ask me if I got a million dollars You see me out in the drought, just shake my hand and holler I'm tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on, I'm just tryna get on n***a we the best out, but I keep my chest out Cause sometimes I feel like left out, when the game's stretched out Y'all know what I mean, this routine Speak to the streets, and they sleep till you release them charts And once you start to eat, they gonn think that you weak And you lost your heart This is insane, crazy just ain't the word The right description, that's fiction That's an understatement, that's basic n***a this is a mission to be great It ain't no decision, it's just fate At least for tito, I ain't break these doors down Just to get p**y like carlito I don't see no negro, Caucasian, latin or asian It's amazing, I'm brazing, as a kid that's spend all of his days' Gazing the Stars, raising kids that weren't his And just blazing, aging so fast, he ain't gonn last What they thought on occasion Hit by them straisin, excuse my phrasing But f** the bullsh**, these bullets raging It's a war that's waging, what side are you on n***a What god you praising? Ha?