[Intro]

(Kim J ballin' on these hoes, huh?)

(Ayo, Pluto, you going brazy)

(Oh yeah, Berki, this the one right here)

Hmm, yeah, uh

[Chorus]

Gotta have mercy on me, I been hangin' out the coupe, forgettin' to pray

The sun out, I might go Jordan 6 with the J's

And my main homie kinda wild, he be quick with the fade

I tell him chill, I brought cutters, I be quick with the blade

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I'll take you there

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear

'Cause where I come from, swear it get cold out there

And we ain't make it to the league, but we gotta let that heat bang, hmm

I gotta heart but I'll put it up on eBay

I'd go crazy listening to he say she say

Gotta put the man above first 'cause that's who we praise

[Verse 1]

Bad bitch but she ain't nothin' like my last hoe

And it's true what they say, shit I'm an asshole

I done made it out the gutta, got my granny glad so

Nigga fuck your opinion, I'm a true trap soul

And I still will let it bang, I'm with the same niggas

Gang members, grave diggers

We'll hit your block and hit your main hitters

I know Rell probably be mad, if he found out that I paid hitters

You know whe I do the hittin' up, I had to let Dre get 'em

Tryna get rich off bodies

Still tryna click up with the opps, no paparazzi

I can't believe that they said, that they gon' pop me

The top recruit in my city, nigga who gon' top me?

I just bought a demon, just so I could go high speed

[Chorus]

Gotta have mercy on me, I been hangin' out the coupe, forgettin' to pray

The sun out, I might go Jordan 6 with the J's

And my main homie kinda wild, he be quick with the fade

I tell him chill, I brought cutters, I be quick with the blade

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I'll take you there

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear

'Cause where I come from, swear it get cold out there

And we ain't make it to the league, but we gotta let that heat bang, hmm

I gotta heart but I'll put it up on eBay

I'd go crazy listening to he say she say

Gotta put the man above first 'cause that's who we praise

[Verse 2]

Verse 2, I got this title out the Bible

Like I said I bought a demon, I know Hell want a arrival

I'ma chill on this verse

Still wonderin' what song gon' hit first

Clutchin' so much, it's turned to a flaw, my hip hurt

But it's still whatever with that side, we can get up

And I know it's bad but until they die, we can't give up

You gotta understand when they slide, they tried to hit us

And my homie a rude boy, he catch a body, tell 'em big up

They speak on karma but we be that

I lay where the heat at (Uh), I say where the heat at

Spin the block and do a relap

Tryna take my mind off the drama, popped a Perc, I can't relapse

When I forget to pray to God sometimes, I feel like He mad

[Chorus]

Gotta have mercy on me, I been hangin' out the coupe, forgettin' to pray

The sun out, I might go Jordan 6 with the J's

And my main homie kinda wild, he be quick with the fade

I tell him chill, I brought cutters, I be quick with the blade

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I'll take you there

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear

Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear

'Cause where I come from, swear it get cold out there

And we ain't make it to the league, but we gotta let that heat bang, hmm

I gotta heart but I'll put it up on eBay

I'd go crazy listening to he say she say

Gotta put the man above first 'cause that's who we praise