Lyrics Unconscious State - Jon Connor

Unconscious State

Look.
I been through hell
Theres more to come
Thats how the cookie crumbles
Gimme my crumbs
These niggas ain’t real
These ho’s ain’t nuns
So I don’t trust ner mofuking one
I’ma kill this shit
Gimme my gun
Chases my dreams
Gimme my rum
For all the real shit that be coming off my tongue
Ain’t no limit to the stress make a nigga say uhhh
Money in the bank
Friends don’t exist
Hoping y’all dont forget to put me on the list
All the money in the world don’t make a nigga rich
Cause even when you broke there’s shit that money can’t fix
And that make you wanna holla when a dolla
Ain’t the solution to solving your problems
See I’m an addict and the world is what I fiend for
Cause even when I don’t need more
I keep saying I need more
I just spit it got rejected
It’ll defeat you if you let it
Niggas hating on my mothafucking method
Niggas wouldn’t gimme credit
But they got respect it and accept it
Cause it seem like I’m the only nigga putting forth the effort
I got a double life, and I try to keep em separate
Mama took me to the reverend ask for him to give me blessings
Now I’m at the tele ready to check it
And ima fuck her if she naked goddamn tell me I don’t need direction
Go on
I keep saying I need more even when I don’t need more
I keep saying I need more