Have Mercy ft. Fatty G & Juany Gambino Lyrics

Nesto you pull out your Glock a lot

Cause I come from the trenches niggas cop a lot

Where was all these new niggas when the block was hot

Don't know what to do with them, I don't talk a lot

And I say God have mercy on my soul

And I've been struggling, I just don't know where to go

And ever since I was a youngin I was watching how I spoke

Now I got bitches salivating over every song I wrote

I think they got infatuated when they see how fast I grow

Yeah

I ain't get no apologies from all them times you did me wrong

Yeah

I hate they way they smiling at me when I've been sliding for so long

Why you acting different while you switching up your tone

I put all my pain in music, you can hear it every song

That's why I keep my niggas with me, I can't do this on my own

Nesto you pull out your Glock a lot

Cause I come from the trenches niggas cop a lot

Where was all these new niggas when the block was hot

Don't know what to do with them, I don't talk a lot

And I say God have mercy on my soul

And I've been struggling, I just don't know where to go

And ever since I was a youngin I was watching how I spoke

Now I got bitches salivating over every song I wrote

Don't need no nigga back my play, I did this shit up on my own

I was stuck up in the trenches, I was thuggin' for so long

I know a nigga that ain't active, he just put it in his songs

Couple niggas that get active, they'll pull up to your home

I told my niggas get they paper up

Can't fuck around with these bitches, yeah these bitches they be dangerous

Can't fuck around with these niggas, they be goofies, they'll hang you up

I ain't worrying about that shit, I got my banger, I'll flame you up

I ain't worrying about that paper, bro be shootin' he'll lay it up

My bro be shootin', he gon' lay it up

Spin through on that funny shit, hop out then we gon' flame it up

Keep a banger tucked, if you on some ho shit, you gotta go, you can't hang with us

And its diddy gang to the death of me, swear god it ain't no changin us

Long live the guys, I miss the bros, I scream their name in every song

Free boyk G's, free scrap G's, man I need my fuckin' niggas home

Lost Nell then I lost Foop, remember them nights I was feelin' all alone

Fifteen jumped on the block, I was sellin' rocks cause I was fuckin' hungry

Nesto you pull out your Glock a lot

Cause I come from the trenches, niggas cop a lot

Where was all these new niggas when the block was hot

Don't know what to do with them, I don't talk a lot

And I say God have mercy on my soul

And I been strugglin', I just don't know where to go

And ever since I wasa youngin I was watchin' how I spoke

Now I got bitches salivatin' over every song I wrote