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Mercy
My heart is beggin' for mercy
Couple of pills, my stomach is hurtin'
Drinkin', i'm feelin' so thirsty
Blood on my shirt, it ain't mine but i'm hurtin'
Pavin' the way like i'm chosen or somethin'
The **** is you talkin' about
I'm a sick mother****er don't mess with my vibe
Don't mess with my vibe
Mhm mhm mhm
Mhm mhm mhm
Yeah
We got plenty on the table
Situation gettin' stable
They tryin' to eat off my plate
Stop
Back in the days
My city, my city, my city, my city, my city was ****ed up
Until i came wearin' a red cape
With a ***** on my shoulder
Now we turnt up
It's like who let the dogs out
Plenty ammunition, i got dark sides
All my family eatin', no broke vibes no more
Bad *****es no hoes
Bad *****es know growth
If you got potential they'll start knockin' on your door
That's how i know
That's how i know
That's how i know
If you a bad ***** don't act like a hoe
That's how i know
That's how i know