Have Mercy - Cordae

You're smoking cigarettes In the back of your house I watch the liquor spill And drip from your mouth You said you're holding on To old memories They keep you from moving on To all of your dreams But it wasn't the best and it wasn't the worst When I feel you again I want to know if it hurts But to tell you the truth I'm not the person you knew But it wasn't the best and it wasn't the worst When I feel you again I want to know if it hurts But to tell you the truth I'm not the person you knew Cut it off, cut it off Take pieces of me Cast away, ricochet To where you want to be And when you feel complete Give them back to me Cause it wasn't the best and it wasn't the worst When I feel you again I want to know if it hurts But to tell you the truth I'm not the person you knew Cause it wasn't the best and it wasn't the worst When I feel you again I want to know if it hurts But to tell you the truth I'm not the person you knew Anymore I am sure And then I took you by the wrist Told you that we can't coexist Friendly banter Tonight's a blur "Are you good?" and "How ya been?" We do this time and time again Cause it wasn't the best and it wasn't the worst When I feel you again I want to know if it hurts But to tell you the truth I'm not the person you knew Cause it wasn't the best and it wasn't the worst When I feel you again I want to know if it hurts But to tell you the truth I'm not the person you knew Cause it wasn't the best And it wasn't the worst

Baby (baby. mmm) What can I do to make you forgive me For ever cheating on you See I was a fool, I plead insanity I throw myself at your mercy So do what you will with me Have mercy, mercy, mercy on me For cheatin on you I don't know what I was thinking Cause nobody could do me like you Have mercy, mercy, mercy on me For cheatin on you I don't know what I was thinking Cause nobody could do me like you Lover, do you hear me I took your love for granted but now I see, I see I should've never let him in, I just misunderstood When I thought he'd give me what you already could Have mercy, mercy, mercy on me For cheatin on you I don't know what I was thinking Cause nobody could do me like you Have mercy, mercy, mercy on me For cheatin on you I don't know what I was thinking Cause nobody could do me like you Yeah Well-well-well-well Alright... mmmmm-mmmm Have mercy on me Have mercy, mercy, mercy on me For cheatin on you I don't know what I was thinking Cause nobody can do me like you

Somebody have mercy and tell me what is wrong with me Somebody have mercy baby, and tell me what is wrong with me Sometimes I don't know how I stand the things this woman do to me Let it say one more time Somebody have mercy and I don't know what is wrong with me I don't know baby but it feel so good Somebody have mercy and tell me what is wrong with me Sometimes I don't know how I stand the things that woman do to me Let me tell you I'm goin' down to the bus station baby With a suitcase in my hand, yes I am I'm goin' down to the bus station With a suitcase in my hand, yes I am I'm gonna grab me an armful of greyhound And ride just as close I can Do that thing for me now Do that one more time, my fellas I'm standin' here wonderin', baby With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes I am standin', wonderin', baby, With a matchbox hole in my clothes, yes I am Oh I got a long way to get there And I got-a some time to go Somebody, somebody, somebody, somewhere Somebody,somewhere somebody Somebody have mercy I wonder what is wrong with me, lord have mercy Sometimes I don't know how, let me do it one more time, yeah Somebody, somewhere, somebody, somewhere Somebody, somewhere Some, some, somebody, somebody Somebody have mercy I wonder what is wrong with me Sometimes I don't know how I stand the things this woman do to me

Lord forgive 'em, for they know not what they do As I walk through that Valley of the Shadow of Death See no pussy... So I guess we finally meet again Should I kill 'em? Well, that all depends Due to success I started losing friends Nigga sleepin', only reason he don't follow trends Never was a gimmick, the realest in it, come bear witness And I see them rappers is actors, boy, they so Robin Givens I kept it humble, my stomach grumble, my Rollie tickin' They did me dirty, I may forgive 'em, but won't forget it 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 Have mercy, let me bow my head I count a million up, that's deadly bread Ain't no more humble in me, shit is dead Tell them pussy niggas I ain't never scared Poor niggas hate to see a nigga win Say you comin' for me? Pussy nigga, when? I been coldhearted since I lost a twin I swear I love it when they hate, I made a hit again I did this before my niggas, then Use your bitch whenever like a membership Never bothered over Twitter beef We'll probably never meet up where the money be Me and Kicko on the woodgrain, yeah, the money seats Five grand just to see him hit a three Balenciagas on a nigga feet Death to the competition, may they rest in peace I know my mama prayin' for me – I hope your mama prayin' too 'Cause me and my niggas gotta eat – we'll die over these canned foods Have mercy on a real nigga - 'cause I'm sinnin' every day, Lord Have mercy on a real nigga - 'cause I'mma ride for my niggas, dog What the fuck these niggas 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 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, nigga – fuck all that talkin', be 'bout it, then A lot of small talk, there they go runnin' their mouth again Bold nigga, 'til they meet them gorillas Fuck a cavalry, my niggas ain't got no feelings Money is the motive, family is the reason On my mama, ain't nobody ever came between it And they never will, streets got me grippin' steel These scared niggas need to go to church or either Dr. Phil I tell 'em look me in my eyes, we are not the same Lion-hearted nigga, gunpowder in my veins Have mercy on 'em... Bow your head... I know my mama prayin' for me – I hope your mama prayin' too 'Cause me and my niggas gotta eat – we'll die over these canned foods Have mercy on a real nigga - 'cause I'm sinnin' every day, Lord Have mercy on a real nigga - 'cause I'mma ride for my niggas, dog Pussy niggas 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 Jumpin' up out that whip, I let my chain swing Blood up on my sneakers like I gangbang Every day's a struggle tryna maintain And free my real niggas in the chain gang I hear them broke niggas 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 it go to sparkin' Self-made Rollie and a pair of Js Hood nigga livin' like I'm Bruce Wayne New Ferrari kickin' like it's Liu Kang Real nigga, ain't it true? 2 Chainz I know my mama prayin' for me – I hope your mama prayin' too 'Cause me and my niggas gotta eat – we'll die over these canned foods Have mercy on a real nigga - 'cause I'm sinnin' every day, Lord Have mercy on a real nigga - 'cause I'mma ride for my niggas, dog

It's perfect, okay Mac and cheese up in the oven' grandma finished cookin' Thanksgiving 'round the corner' need banana pudding Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn't Might not make it to Christmas But I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a better day A good day in the making' but you never stay I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga Why you fakin' on the real? (Uh, yeah, yeah) You see I brought you home to mama Introduced you to my cousins Met my aunties and my uncles Know they crazy, they be buggin' but Promise that I got you, didn't bring you here for nothin' Know we fightin', plus the arguments just lead into the fuckin' Though some things never rearrange, I know we needin' change Altogether through a deeper lane, come through, release the pain I can be your ibuprofen, keep it real what I be hopin' Know you see all of it's destined, yeah, our shit was highly chosen By the universe, the stars align, your love is far divine Plus I'm really glad you keep it G, that shit is hard to find Not to mention my intentions was always evolving time Girl, I hope I'm in your future 'cause I know you fall in mine, uh Mac and cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cookin' Thanksgiving 'round the corner, need banana pudding Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn't Might not make it to Christmas But I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a better day A good day in the making, but you never stay I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga Why you fakin' on the real? (Yeah, yeah) You see I've always been an overthinker I've always been the type to analyze To no surprise that you hold the team up The way this ship was built, there's no way that the loads could sink us A humble shawty, model type, walking Vogue demeanor But anyway, through many days We on the block where Jenny stays Honey baked ham with Henny glaze Abraham inheritance, shawty, we plenty paid Bonnie Clyde high speed chase, a renegade, but Mac and cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cookin' Thanksgiving 'round the corner, need banana pudding Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn't Might not make it to Christmas But I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a better day A good day in the making, but you never stay I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga Why you fakin' on the real? (Yeah)

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey) What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What the fuck, yeah, hold on Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga Say, "Hello", nigga, little ho nigga Bitch-ass broke nigga, nah, I can't roll with ya, huh Say, "Hello", nigga, you a ho, nigga (What's up?) What's a high horse to a motherfuckin' G.O.A.T. nigga? (What's up?) Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rover Was a lil' nigga, wore the same clothes Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those From the fucking jungle where you can't grow Hold grudges, never let it go I'm with my fuckin' dawgs, no pedestal Do you need gause 'cause your pockets swole? What the fuck is that? That's a bankroll I got forty-five K in my pockеt Ain't no cappin', I say it, I got it Do a show, then I make a deposit I madе Europe, they ragin' and moshin' Yeah, I fuck with the Wizards, but catch me courtside Guarantee it's the Lakers I'm watching Nigga, I am the greatest in my generation I don't do no playin' about it These rappers, they should call me, "Papi" Every lil' thing is exotic I'm with two hoes like a shotty I'm shittin' on these niggas, no potty I don't wanna see your twenty dollar bill 'less it's Harriet Tubman My thoughts outta pocket I been hidin' from the world The only thing see me right now is the sky and the projects (Hold on) Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga (Ayy, say, "What's up?") Say, "What's up?", watch how I fuck it up, get it back Niggas say they really gettin' money, that's fitted cap Boy, you ain't never outside, where you really at? Designer rug, alligator my floor mat Bad lil' bitch gon' give me that neck, neck We was in the trenches, nigga, you was playin' Tech Deck Why you so motherfuckin' cap? Don't respect that, hey Don't come close, better step back, hey Minor setback for a comeback Bitch ass so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey Fuck around and play, get splatt-splatt Nigga put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah I been in the slums, givin' all back Tell me, where the fuck is Donald Trump at? (Let's go) Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (Let's go) Where a young nigga sharin' a bookbag (Uh) Ayy, what's up, nigga? (What's up?) What the fuck, nigga? (What the fuck?) Bought that bitch a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, nigga I'm froze up, nigga See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?", nigga Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)