Mercy

Oh Oh mercy mercy me Oh Things ain't what they used to be no no Where did all the blue skies go Poison is the wind that blows From the North and South and East coast nigga wit the LA heat Come with bars and vibes like when the hell they meet? When the hell they link? Heaven knows that I'm him what the hell they think? Who cares really? Come from out of places you don't stare willie nillie Where the serious of niggas would be scared silly feel me? I'm a soldier wit a death wish Jesus have trouble tryna' protect this reckless Wake up getting money like its breakfast Yes its J dot R dot Ight Get ya car shot turning on our block right Momma heart drop When it be ya picture on that cardstock Poems laminated cause' you never told yourself That you are not Ways that it made me Shady Park raised never shady nigga Start to naming women that I fucked then it's maybe See the pretty women that I fucked shit is crazy Woo Lord Oh, things ain't what they used to be now Mad man mad city Baby momma mad wit' me Cause' she never cherished all the time that she had wit me Mad love all because I'm mad busy Why it didn't work shit Why them Jerry curl motherfuckers didn't stab Ricky? Too much space in between Now its lighting up when I think of making a scene I'm the poster boy when you think of making it clean While these insomniacs around me steady hating it dream It seems What I was meant for Was to study the game then be a mentor Maybe find me a lane be an inventor Then let em' copy that Yeah bruh 10-4 10-4 I think it's best if the rest is calm Put in work pray The Good Lord bless the palms Light a fuse let a social site catch the bomb I'm more upper than the echelon There's my phone though