mercy

I work a lot from home

I work a lot on the down low

I keep trying to be somebody

Someone that they all know

I double check my phone

No new messages, no missed calls

Everybody needs somebody

To hold them too close

I need a little mercy

Mercy

I need a little mercy

Mercy

I don’t wanna talk to God

I just wanna smoke weed

Mercy

Mercy

devil’s not in the details

He’s on the front page

We been selling souls for some retail maxing out minimum wage

I keep trying to take my money to the grave

Somebody’s gonna make my money some day

(TIM GENT’S VERSE)

mercy mercy

no murcielago

just a Nissan low on gas

thank God for every time he saved my Ass

like back when we was on the internet but we never copped nothin

listening to Kanye West

before we missed the old Kanye West

before we ever sipped Coronas

or corona ever had us stressed

before we turned from God

cause we couldn’t face our sins

before we ever really understood what that is

honestly I wonder if we ever will

I seen kobe go so unexpected, wonder where his riches would’ve went if he ain’t have a will

moral of the story we ain’t kids no more

moral of the story you can’t take it w you

moral of the story everybody needs something or somebody everybody needs a lil mercy

I need a little mercy

Mercy

I need a little mercy

Mercy

I don’t wanna talk to God

I just wanna smoke weed

Mercy

Mercy