Have Mercy Lyrics & Chords By Tito Lopez

I gotta win, I mean I gotta win, everyday I sin cause I gotta win
Lord please have mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have mercy, mercy on me
I can't lose, I mean I can't lose, everyday I choose to do wrong cause I can't lose
Have mercy, mercy on me
Lord please have mercy, mercy on me
I'm on boy, back in my zone boy
Leave me alone boy, you childish I'm grown boy
I'm known boy, for making these bitches moan boy
Creep through the window, where your homeboy
Quentin Tarantino, dog's reservoir
They hate who's ever mentioned with greats when they never are
They always told me fame and fortune was never far
Could it be irregular, bet I be your better star
So come and get me, slummin' in Mississippi
I bet a jar of that sticky you suckas' ain't fucking with me
I be on the most intelligent, elegant and compelling shit
Then get belligerent and get ignorant on some nigga' shit
They say I got it, I don't even know what it is
I just know I'm a use it, then pass it on to my kids
No more strugglin', checks stubs is doublin'
Yes cause we bubblin', just love to rub it in
Yeah, I'm heavyweighting
Indian style and a pile of money, I'm meditating
Nigga why you hesitating
Come and kill me if you don't feel me I'll be waiting on you
Middle fingers up if you know they steady hating on you
I'm living in the moment, I own it
Breath stinking, been up all night drinking
Till my head pounding, my voice sounding like Macy Gray
Stay the hell out my way, cause I rain on your Macy's Day
Nobody more realer, wheelies on a four-wheeler
Hoes on the side of the street, hollering go killa
All these producers say they got that fire, but they ain't no dealer
Shit, I ain't no dealer, I don't fuck with drugs
Laughing at stupid bitches out here trying to fuck with thugs
Baby come fuck with us, big long dick black
You mad cause you aren't me, uh
Listen, I came from nothing, ashamed of nothing
Cause that dame you cuffing, give me brain for nothing
Open your eyes man, I gave her weight gain for nothing
Watching these pussy niggas out here get fame for nothing
Don't let these fans get you lively though
Cause music change every season, like the Cosby Show
And I be so, fuck them, screw them, how you wanna do them
Grand daddy in heaven told me send these niggas to him