Mercy (Remix) ft. sleepy Lyrics

Never ran off on the plug

Don't forget the people that feed you

Living my life what a rush

In the end believe we all equal

Homies that died on the block

Homies that died off a needle

I cannot fuck with no cop

They gon set you up and deceive you

Bout 160 on the dash

Wanna get married have babies

Find a woman you love won't betray me

Guess I Dream too much

And I Seen too much

But I pray every day

And smoke at least 2 blunts

I dont like to pour up but tonight

It's at least 2 cups, yeah at least 2 cups

Bout 160 on the dash

I'ma push it to the limit

Pray to god we don't crash

Gotta have it first

And then you make it last

I don't got no time to spare

Vroom, I hit the gas

I'ma talk my shit

Bitch get off my dick

Yeah the car is automatic

Might just pull up with a stick

I'ma talk my shit

Bitch get off my dick

Yeah the car is automatic

Might just pull up with a stick

Ain't even touching the surface

I was down lost at the bottom

Thought I seen the curtains

Meditating, contemplating my purpose

Medicating, but my problems still worsen

Aggravated, nah I don't think it's workin'

See em hatin' still I make it worth it

Yeahhhhhhh

This shit feel doper than percocets and old cassettes

Wait for my shot I'm not open yet

Not going like Curry in Oakland, nah

It's more to say I got 'em mortified

Cruising foreign down an ocean drive

Had to put in hours I mean I overtime

Had to step it up I was so behind it

I was lost where I stood, paid the cost got me good

Thinkin' I'm at fault, I Did all that I could

Guess it wasn't enough

Bout 160 on the dash

I'ma push it to the limit

Pray to god we don't crash

Gotta have it first

And then you make it last

I don't got no time to spare

Vroom, I hit the gas

I'ma talk my shit

Bitch get off my dick

Yeah the car is automatic

Might just pull up with a stick

I'ma talk my shit

Bitch get off my dick

Yeah the car is automatic

Might just pull up with a stick