MERCY ft. ThatboySolomon Lyrics

Yeah

That boy, that boy

Man I'm just tryna make it out here

Nigga, fuck what they been sayin' I'm the future, out here

My production by the one and only Saint, I hear

Niggas fuckin' with the only sick division, I hear, nigga

Man it's a blessing, these niggas thinkin' they testin

A boy that came out the hood, well I'm bout to teach them a lesson

The rhymes they be collectin', on songs I wrote for pedestrians

In Harlem and dudes in Texas, I hope you got all my messages

Well I'm the best as these niggas thinkin' they reckless

My music they be respectin', my flow's the shit I'm perfectin

My voice don't need projectin', my music they be selectin

On platforms I reckon these people don't need suggestions, uh

Well I'm the blackest, yeah dude, I'm blacker the blackest

I left these niggas confused, like I'm smokin' roaches off mattresses

Niggas start to stutter, like they missed all of their practices

I took a short break, I started chewin' on some sandwiches

Baby you can let these niggas know, baby you can do it fast, yeah, you can do it slow

Listen, I'm just tryna see if you can buss it to the floor,

Honey, I just wanna see you bring your waist down low, yeah

Baby you can let these niggas know, baby you can do it fast, yeah, you can do it slow

Listen, I'm just tryna see if you can buss it to the floor,

Honey, I just wanna see you bring your waist down low, yeah

Man I'm just tryna make it out here

Nigga, fuck what they been sayin' I'm the future, out here

My production by the one and only Saint, I hear

Niggas fuckin' with the only sick division, I hear, nigga

Man it's a blessing, these niggas thinkin' they testin

A boy that came out the hood, well I'm bout to teach them a lesson

The rhymes they be collectin', on songs I wrote for pedestrians

In Harlem and dudes in Texas, I hope you got all my messages

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Time to show them what true mercy is

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Finna show these niggas what mercy is