Lord of Mercy

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I'm on my independent shit I'm self-made what the fuck ya'll niggas help me with You too pretty, you busy on that selfie shit I run up on you when I beat you with the selfie stick I'm too gritty, NY City; that guy, the bad guy When y'all past the trap faster than a cab for a black guy Yeah I'm a cheater but my affairs are black tie Awwwwww life's a bitch and I'm over treatin Face in the pussy baby, I'm over eatin (yummm) Over the stove leanin, til it's over heatin (skrrt) My gun German it sort of speakin in Puerto Rican (brrrat! brrrat!) Mr. Marathon man (brrrat!) Extended clip in the aerosol can I ain't have a full deck, plus I had the wrong hand And I'm dirty but now I can take Macklemore fans, what you say… [Hook] Awwwww, lord of mercy Lord of mercy Hope the devil don't curse me For cutting up that work surgery They testifyin' perjury Oh they believe me now I hope they believe me now I hope they believe me now They didn't believe me then But I hope they believe me now Niggas know what I be about, heyyyyyy Aww that's me Work in the pot Aww that's me Start from the bottom Aww that's me Work to the top Aww that's me Look at that bitch Aww that's me Blood sweat and tears Aww that's me Real nigga Aww that's me Trill!!!! Yall know what I be about, Ayyyyyyy [Verse 2] It's all bout the bread and the butter I got one leg in the office a leg in the gutter Niggas a kill you over a woman instead of your brother You rather make it big homie probably instead of your mother That's real shit I'm a young OG I'm from where niggas sell drugs to the kids Till your son OD Its fucked up round here boy Its frustration is (?) Satan A teacher, I test niggas plus grade it Drug weighing, gun spraying You beatin' me is like translating what Young Thug saying Someone saying I wouldn't it make it, is just hatin (stop) It's one way in, I run way in I'm high fashion so I take the runway in I'm God holla at me when you done praying say Amen [Hook] Awwwww, lord of mercy Lord of mercy Hope the devil don't curse me For cutting up that work surgery They testifyin' perjury Oh they believe me now I hope they believe me now I hope they believe me now They didn't believe me then But I hope they believe me now Niggas know what I be about, heyyyyyy Aww that's me Work in the pot Aww that's me Start from the bottom Aww that's me Work to the top Aww that's me Look at that bitch Aww that's me Blood sweat and tears Aww that's me Real nigga Aww that's me Trill!!!! Yall know what I be about, Ayyyyyyy
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- Grafh
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