Mercy (feat. Byron Messia)

If I say I got it all together just know I'm lying

I'm from a place we don't make it out

Too many **** dying

Truth is I ain't better than the next man but you know I'm trying

Woah

Have mercy on me, me

Have mercy on me

Have mercy on me

Have mercy on me, me

Have mercy on me

Have mercy on me

Have mercy pon me

When mi touch e road just fi kill di enemies

'Cause mi have dat cold Fahrenheit, Celsius bеlow ten degrees

Best believe, sixteen, released a kill bwoy

Mi not chat more than a press release

Mi head sicker than a STD

Mi jus a do what's best fi mi

Blood a spill like Hennessy

Full a money, Guyanese gold, dat a mek a fella pree

Di Glocks dem up, mi start dem up fi shot you up, I make them chop you up

Boy nah go reachin' and di ambulance a wrap em up

Brand new AR weh mi get from mi dawg

Haffi mek people scatter when dat a buss

Have mercy pon me

Mi nah thug it in di streets, I'm a juvenile teen

Tell me weh di fuck, if yuh know how it feel

Well, yuh cyaan get to me, love siblings for free

If I say I got it all together just know I'm lying

I'm from a place we don't make it out

Too many **** dying

Truth is I ain't better than the next man but you know I'm trying

Whoa

Have mercy on me, me

Have mercy on me

Have mercy on me

Have mercy on me, me

Have mercy on me

Have mercy on me

All on me

All on me

Have mercy on all of me, all of me

Have mercy on all of me, all of me

Have mercy on me

Have mercy on me