- YBN Cordae have mercy 歌詞
- YBN Cordae
- 製作人: Flippa/Kid Culture/Nils
錄音: Brendan 'Bren' Ferry/Pedro Calloni
音頻助理: Curtis 'Sircut' Bye/Zachary Acosta
混音師: Aria 'Angel' Ali/Cyrus 'NOIS' Taghipour/Derek 'MixedByAli' Ali/Zachary Acosta
編程: Flippa/Kid Culture/Nils
監製: YBN Cordae
母帶工程師: Dave Kutch
人聲: YBN Cordae
藝人製作統籌: Success Davis
Kid
Uh
Sweet Lord, please have mercy
Baby Jesus, please save us
I know I used up my three favors
Back to sinnin ' like a week later
New car, speed racin'
Cop a crib, need acres
Most of all, we all need prayer
Karma comin', beware
I don't know where I'm goin' (Huh)
But I hope I'm on the right path
Life'll hit you with a light jab
Mike Tyson, strike back
These **** *s goin' out slight sad
Know I'm all about my bag
New drip, I grab
I just wanna get my life back
There's no complainin' on this side
My *****s, **** is not tolerated
Cut some *****s off like an operation
And my team way more consolidated
Suite presidential, that's inauguration
' Cause we cookin' crack like Ronald Reagan
Chip on my shoulder, boy, I'm not for waitin'
Divine timin', took a lot of patience
Now it's time for the takeover, all gas and the brake's slower
Took a trip out to Tokyo, now I'm here in Paris for the layover
**** old *****s, boy, your day's over
You're mad at me cause your pace slower
Bitter *****, you a shade-thrower, I was just sleepin' on a sofa
Now I ride with a paid chauffer
Because I'm way ** **r, better stay sober
I paint pics 'cause you a Crayola
I got a bad ***** and shelaid over
She really asked ''could she stay over?'
I told her that we needed face closure
This mellow money has a great odor
These the things that I prayed over
Sweet Lord, please have mercy
Baby Jesus, please save us
I know I used up my three favors
Back to sinnin' like a week later
New car, speed racin'
Cop a crib, need acres
Most of all, we all need prayer
Karma comin', beware
I don't know where I'm goin' (Huh)
But I hope I'm on the right path
Life'll hit you with a light jab
Mike Tyson, strike back
These *****s goin' out slight sad
Know I'm all about my bag
New drip, I grab
I just wanna get my life back
(Huh, huh)
Why cry over spilled milk if you still feel I'm the real deal?
My * **** bad with no ill-will 'cause she'll murk a ***** like Kill Bill
Loose slips, sink ships, Cam'ron pink drip, that is my fashion
I'm not really with the high flashin', it's not helpin' with my braggin'
I penetrate it, been the greatest, new house, renovate it
I got the juice you eliminated, *****-** ***s always instigate it
Can't **** me over, boy, I'm too clever, that applies all to whoever
I'm just here to pursue pleasure, boy, I'm goin' out like Hugh Hefner
Sweet Lord, please have mercy
Baby Jesus, please save us
I know I used up my three favors
Back to sinnin' like a week later
New car, speed racin'
Cop a crib, need acres
Most of all, we all need prayer
Karma comin', beware
I don't know where I'm goin' (Huh)
But I hope I'm on the right path
Life'll hit you with a light jab
Mike Tyson, strike back
These *****s goin' out slight sad
Know I'm all about my bag
New drip, I grab
I just wanna get my life back
Baby Jesus, please save us
Baby Jesus, please save us
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