Have Mercy歌词

作词 : C. McCormick/Antoine McColister
作曲 : C. McCormick/Antoine McColister
Lord forgive them, for they know not what they do

As I walk through that Valley of the Shadow of Death

See no ********…

So I guess we finally meet again

Should I kill them? Well, that all depends
Due to success I started losing friends
******** sleeping, only reason he don't follow trends
Never was a gimmick, the realest in it, come bear witness
And I see them rappers is actors, boy, they so Robin Givens
I kept it humble, my stomach grumble, my Rollie ticking
They did me dirty, I may forgive them, but won't forget it
And not to mention, they wasn't worthy of what I'm spitting
It's God's will, and them haters just pray they could prevent it
I'm so addicted to getting it, I need intervention
The hottest spitting, your favorite rapper scared to admit it

Have mercy, let me bow my head

I count a million up, that's daily bread

Ain't no more humble in me, ********t is dead

Tell them ******** ********s I ain't never scared

Poor ********s hate to see a ******** win

Say you coming for me? ******** ********, when?

I been coldhearted since I lost a twing
I swear I love it when they hate, I made a hit again

I did this before my ********s, then

Use your ******** whenever like a member********p

Never bothered over Twitter beef

We'll probably never meet up where the money be
Me and Kiko on the wood, yeah, the money seats
Five grand just to see him hit a three

Balenciagas on a ******** feet

Death to the competition, may they rest in peace

I know my mama praying for me, I hope your mama praying too

Cause me and my ********s gotta eat, we’ll die over these canned foods

Have mercy on a real ********, cause I'm sinning every day, Lord

Have mercy on a real ********, cause I'mma ride for my ********s, dog

What the ******** these ********s talking about?

Load the choppers, bring them problems that they talking about

Roll the reefer, no Khalifa, you gong ride or die
No homicide, it's suicide before I testify
That's on my daughter, I'm running Florida, no kinda, sorta
And I hear them talking, that money calling, them out of order
Yeah, ******** ******** all that talking, be about it, then
A lot of small talk, there they go running their mouth again
Bold ********, till they meet them gorillas
******** a ******, my ********s ain't got no fillings
Money is the motive, family is the reason
On my mama, ain't nobody ever came between it
And they never will, streets got me gripping steel
These scared ********s need to go to church or either Dr. Phil
I tell them look me in my eyes, we are not the same
Lion-hearted ********, gunpowder in my veins

Have mercy on them…

Bow your head…

I know my mama praying for me, I hope your mama praying too

Cause me and my ********s gotta eat,

we'll die over these canned foods

Have mercy on a real ********, cause I'm sinning every day, Lord

Have mercy on a real ********, cause I'm a ride for my ********s, dog

******** ********s still hating hard

********, I just went and bought the boulevard

********, I just went and blew another check

about my money, catch a bullet tryna intercept

Jumping up out that whip, I let my chain swing

Blood up on my sneakers like I ********

Every day's a struggle tryna maintain

And free my real ********s in the chain gang

I hear them broke ********s still talking

Watch your words, do be very cautious

You threaten mine, you can pick a coffing
Ain't no talking, tell them shock it once it go to sparking
Self-made Rollie and a pair of Js
Hood ******** living like I'm Bruce Wayne

New Ferrari kicking like it's Liu Kang

Real ********, ain't it true?

I know my mama praying for me, I hope your mama praying too

Cause me and my ********s gotta eat,

we'll die over these canned foods

Have mercy on a real ********, cause I’m sinning every day, Lord

Have mercy on a real ********, cause I’m a ride for my ********s, dog