ybn cordae - have mercy lyrics
[intro]
kid
ugh
[chorus]
sweet lord, please have mercy
baby jesus, please save us
i know i used up my three favors
back to sinnin’ like a week later
new car, speed racer
cop a crib, need acres
most of all, we all need prayer
karma comin’, beware
i don’t know where i’m goin’, huh
but i hope i’m on the right path
life’ll hit you with a light jab
mike tyson, strike back
you n-gg-s goin’ out slight sad
know i’m all about my bag
new drip, i grab
i just wanna get my life back
[verse 1]
there’s no complainin’ on this side
my n-gg-s, sh-t is not tolerated
cut some n-gg-s off like a operation
and my team way more consolidated
suite presidential, that’s inauguration
’cause we cookin’ crack like ronald reagan
chip on my shoulder, boy, i’m not for waitin’
divine timin’, took a lot of patience
now it’s time for the takeover, all gas and the brake’s slower
took a trip out to tokyo, now i’m here in paris for the layover
f-ck old n-gg-s, boy, your day’s over
you mad at me because your pace slower
bitter n-gg-, you a shade-thrower, i was just sleepin’ on a sofa
now i ride with a paid chauffeur
’cause i’m way doper, better stay sober
i paint pictures, you a crayola
i got a bad b-tch and she laid over
she really asked could she stay over
i told her that we need to face closure
the smell of money has a great odor
these the things that i prayed over
[chorus]
sweet lord, please have mercy
baby jesus, please save us
i know i used up my three favors
back to sinnin’ like a week later
new car, speed racer
cop a crib, need acres
most of all, we all need prayer
karma comin’, beware
i don’t know where i’m goin’, huh
but i hope i’m on the right path
life’ll hit you with a light jab
mike tyson, strike back
you n-gg-s goin’ out slight sad
know i’m all about my bag
new drip, i grab
i just wanna get my life back (huh, huh)
[verse 2]
why cry over spilled milk if you still feel i’m the real deal?
my b-tch bad with no ill-will ’cause she’ll murk a n-gg- like k!ll bill
loose lips sink ships, cam’ron pink drip, that is my fashion
i’m not really with the high flashin’, it’s no helpin’ with my braggin’
i penetrate it, been the greatest
new house, renovate it
i got the juice, you eliminated
p-ssy n-gg-s always instigatin’
can’t f-ck me over, boy, i’m too clever
that applies all to whoever
i’m just here to pursue pleasure
boy, i’m goin’ out like hugh hefner
[chorus]
sweet lord, please have mercy
baby jesus, please save us
i know i used up my three favors
back to sinnin’ like a week later
new car, speed racer
cop a crib, need acres
most of all, we all need prayer
karma comin’, beware
i don’t know where i’m goin’, huh
but i hope i’m on the right path
life’ll hit you with a light jab
mike tyson, strike back
you n-gg-s goin’ out slight sad
know i’m all about my bag
new drip, i grab
i just wanna get my life back
[outro]
baby jesus, please save us
baby jesus, please save us
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