Have Mercy (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(album: Trials & Tribulations - 2013)

[Intro]
Lord forgive 'em, for they know not what they do
As I walk through that Valley of the Shadow of Death See no pussy…

[Verse 1]
So I guess we finally meet again
Should I kill 'em? Well, that all depends
Due to success I started losing friends
Nigga 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 'em, 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 deadly bread
Ain't no more humble in me, shit is dead
Tell them pussy niggas I ain't never scared
Poor niggas hate to see a nigga win
Say you coming for me? Pussy nigga, when?
I been coldhearted since I lost a twin I swear I love it when they hate,
I made a hit again I did this before my niggas, then
Use your bitch whenever like a membership
Never bothered over Twitter beef
We'll probably never meet up where the money be
Me and Kicko on the woodgrain, yeah, the money seats
Five grand just to see him hit a three Balenciagas on a nigga feet
Death to the competition, may they rest in peace

[Hook]
I know my mama praying for me – I hope your mama praying too
'Cause me and my niggas gotta eat – we'll die over these canned foods
Have mercy on a real nigga 'cause I'm sinning every day, Lord
Have mercy on a real nigga 'cause I'mma ride for my niggas, dog

[Verse 2]
What the fuck these niggas talking 'bout?
Load the choppers, bring them problems that they talking 'bout
Roll the reefer, no Khalifa, you gon' 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 'em talking, that money calling, them out of order
Yeah, nigga – fuck all that talking, be 'bout it, then
A lot of small talk, there they go running their mouth again
Bold nigga, 'til they meet them gorillas
Fuck a cavalry, my niggas ain't got no feelings
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 niggas need to go to church or either
Dr. Phil I tell 'em look me in my eyes, we are not the same
Lion-hearted nigga, gunpowder in my veins

[Bridge]
Have mercy on 'em… Bow your head…

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Pussy niggas still hating hard
Bitch, I just went and bought the boulevard
Bitch, I just went and blew another check
'Bout my money, catch a bullet tryna intercept
Jumping up out that whip, I let my chain swing
Blood up on my sneakers like I gangbang
Every day's a struggle tryna maintain
And free my real niggas in the chain gang I hear them broke niggas still talking
Watch your words, do be very cautious
You threaten mine, you can pick a coffin
Ain't no talking, tell 'em shock it once it go to sparking
Self-made Rollie and a pair of Js Hood nigga living like I'm Bruce Wayne
New Ferrari kicking like it's Liu Kang Real nigga, ain't it true? 2 Chainz

[Hook]