Have Mercy

I been up three days

Shit's absurd,

Man, all this shit's absurd

Shot lil' homie,

Got his face to the curve

Pull up at the liquor store,

Still tryna get served

Run my way, shit's sweet(?)

We ain't get desert

Ride, want my piece of the pie

And an extra slice

Hood and a piece of the pie

Tryna sell it twice

And a set of dice

I'm tryna bid it out

I got this piece, cause there's no peace

I got to sit it out

My fish work a t the bank like zivaka(?)

Can't get rid of us

Independent like me

Illest with no signats

Started out with thug lyrics

I'm fucked up from drugs and bad business, bro

Thank God I wouldn't paint my head rhytm(?)

Cause I love fast cars and

Lust after faster women

Something of a slogan, keep pushing your

Pants to the limit

Same time, it's money,

These niggas don't last a minute

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I'm just a product of this fast life

Clientella, building product, got my game right

Cause being broke, that's in my past life

Last night could have been my last night

I do whatever just to eat, nigga

Go hard, I barely sleep, nigga

No mercy for a weak nigga

Lord have mercy for a street nigga

Hood nigga tryna make it out

Till the Reaper sleep ya,

Other people come and take your hat

These hard times got me stressing

Sipping, smoking pot

This why I'm focused on some ways

So I can shake the spot

Motor block so I can make it rock

Time, money's on my shoes,

Lays tryna race a clock

I'm young (?) on a paper chase

I'm afraid I'm in these streets tryna make a plate

Money talk I comprehend, that's what I'm stuck on

You ain't bout the same thang, get the fuck on

Smoking thromp while my pockets getting their buss on

I'm chopper cocking for haters plotting tryna get their tough on

Cause when you in the front, you gotta watch your back

Even your side, I'm just talking facts

One eye open when I sleep, nigga

I'm just a paranoid street nigga

[Hook]