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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ace Hood
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Antoine McColister
Songwriter
Carl McCormick
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cardiak
Producer
Inderan K. Bailey
Recording Engineer
Joe Zarrillo
Assistant Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Sam Bohl
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Lord forgive 'em
For they know not what they do
As I walk through that valley of the shadow of death
See no pussy
Uh
[Verse 2]
So I guess we finally meet again
Should I kill 'em? Well, that all depends
Due to success, I started losing friends
**** sleepin', only reason he don't follow trends
[Verse 3]
Never was a gimmick, the realest in it, come bear to witness
And I see them rappers is actors, boy, they so Robin Givens
I kept it humble, my stomach rumble, my Rollie tickin'
They did me dirty, I may forgive 'em but won't forget it
[Verse 4]
And not to mention, they wasn't worthy of what I'm spittin'
It's God's will and them haters just pray they could prevent it
I'm so addicted to gettin' it, I need intervention
The hottest spittin', your favorite rapper scared to admit it
[Verse 5]
Have mercy, let me bow my head
I count a million up, that's daily bread
Ain't no more humble in me, shit is dead
Tell them pussy ****, I ain't never scared
[Verse 6]
Poor **** hate to see a **** win
Say, you coming for me, pussy ****, when?
I been cold hearted since I lost a twin
I swear, I love it when they hate, I made a hit again
[Verse 7]
I did this before my ****, them
Use your bitch whenever, like a membership
Never bothered over Twitter beef
We'll probably never meet up where the money be
[Verse 8]
Me and Kiko on the wood, yeah, the money seats
Five grand just to see him hit a three
Balenciagas on a **** feet
Death to the competition, may they rest in peace
[Verse 9]
I know my mama prayin' for me
I hope your mama prayin' too
'Cause me and my **** gotta eat
We'll die over these canned foods
[Verse 10]
Have mercy on a real ****
'Cause I'm sinnin' every day, Lord
Have mercy on a real ****
'Cause I'ma ride for my ****, dog
[Verse 11]
What the fuck these **** talkin' 'bout?
Load the choppers, bring them problems that they talkin' 'bout
Roll the reefer, no Khalifa, you gon' ride or die
No homicide, it's suicide before I testify
[Verse 12]
That's on my daughter, I'm runnin' Florida, no kinda, sorta
And I hear 'em talkin', that money callin', them out of order
Yeah, ****, fuck all that talkin', be 'bout it then
A lot of small talk, there they go, runnin' they mouth again
[Verse 13]
Bold ****, till they meet them gorillas
Fuck a cavity, my **** ain't got no feelings
Money is the motive, family is the reason
On my mama, ain't nobody ever came between it
[Verse 14]
And they never will, streets got me grippin' steel
Them scared **** go to church or either Dr. Phil
I tell 'em, look me in my eyes, we are not the the same
Lion hearted ****, gunpowder in my veins, huh
[Verse 15]
Have mercy on 'em
Bow your head
[Verse 16]
I know my mama prayin' for me
I hope your mama prayin' too
'Cause me and my **** gotta eat
We'll die over these canned foods
[Verse 17]
Have mercy on a real ****
'Cause I'm sinnin' every day, Lord
Have mercy on a real ****
'Cause I'ma ride for my ****, dog
[Verse 18]
Pussy **** still hatin' hard
Bitch, I just went and bought the boulevard
Bitch, I just went and blew another check
'Bout my money, catch a bullet tryna intercept
[Verse 19]
Jumpin' up out that whip, I let my chain swing
Blood up under my sneakers like I gang bang
Every day's a struggle, tryna maintain
And free my real **** in the chain gang
[Verse 20]
I hear them broke **** still talkin'
Watch your words, do be very cautious
You threaten mine, you can pick a coffin
Ain't no talkin, tell 'em shock it, once they go to spark it
[Verse 21]
Self made Rollie and a pair of Js
Hood ****, livin' like I'm Bruce Wayne
New Ferrari kickin' like it's Liu Kang
Real ****, ain't it true? 2 Chainz
[Verse 22]
I know my mama prayin' for me
I hope your mama prayin' too
'Cause me and my **** gotta eat
We'll die over these canned foods
[Verse 23]
Have mercy on a real ****
'Cause I'm sinnin' every day, Lord
Have mercy on a real ****
'Cause I'ma ride for my ****, dog
[Verse 24]
I'ma ride for my ****
You better ride for you ****
Trials and tribulations
Written by: Antoine McColister, C. McCormick, Carl E McCormick