Saint - MERCY (feat. ThatboySolomon) Lyrics

Yeah
That boy, that boy
Man I'm just tryna make it out here
Nigga, f*ck what they been sayin' I'm the future, out here
My production by the one and only Saint, I hear
Niggas f*ckin' 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, f*ck what they been sayin' I'm the future, out here
My production by the one and only Saint, I hear
Niggas f*ckin' 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