Mercy - Pardison Fontaine

I said I’m bout to kill these niggas hey we throw something on

Let God strike me dead if I say something wrong

I wonder if niggas still love me if I ain’t blow

When I had my first show y’all ain’t show

And don’t hit me with that party bruh, I ain’t know

You saw the fly you liked the picture nigga, I ain’t slow

But I ain’t tripping it’s all good baby baby

And now the young boy got the charts going crazy

Rap with that black boy in that black Mercedes

Tell my chances slim but I could sign with Shady

Niggas hating

I kept it up cause I knew it wouldn’t be long

Blackin' on every beat, spazzin' on every song

Hearing weak shit on the radio like how is he on

But even Kobe had to take a seat behind Eddie Jones

Now my niggas mighty rich, bitches is mighy thick

My liquor is mighty strong, you put that you mighty kong

I’m coming for the crown

I’m overthrowing the throne

It’s Fontaine, my name etched into the stone nigga

(Please have mercy on me)

I see you niggas throwing rocks

Y’all ain’t low

My city still be in the dark nigga if I ain’t glow

(Please have mercy on me)

I’m about to kill these bitches ey we throw something on

And let God strike me down if I say something wrong

(Please have mercy on me)

Now it’s Pardi Pardi when we gon' kick it

Sliding in my dms I ain’t even got they digits

Cause they seeing sunshine but I heard it all before

The downfall of a god is too often a broad

I used to break em off but look I matured

I don’t even answer the phone unless the number is stored

I feel sorry for you niggas

I know boys will be boys

She got you working for the pussy

And her ass is unemployed

Less you party with Rozay

Get your bricks from Jose

About to go to the leagues teams calling you everyday

How do these hoes get past

With they gold digging ass

If life was a show she did the whole frigging cast

So I do em how I do em

I just go hit and smash

They said what was shawty’s name

I don’t know, didn’t ask

If God give me a child I’mma need a son

Cause if I do get a daughter I’m gon need a gun

Lord

(Please have mercy on me)

If it’s a girl I’mma love her

Let your will be done

Just keep my baby off the poll

And shows on VH1, Lord

(Please have mercy on me)

I’m about to kill it just throw something on

And let the Lord strike me down if I say something wrong

(Please have mercy on me)

Look, now Lord forgive me

For acting so reckless

A nigga took your image

And threw it on a necklace

Just some other foolishness these hoes could be impressed with

I know I’m living fab, but hope my heart is in the question

Look, I tried to figure it out

Thought taking a different route

But first they gotta listen for your opinion to count

And they show up at the club

They giving a nigga bread

I know I drive a Benz

But my account is in the red

And if it wasn’t for that Crown Fried

Or on South Side

Lord sometimes a nigga wouldn’t eat

And man that’s on God

I mean, that’s word to me

I’m trying to honor you

But trying to keep it G

And it’s way easier to sin

But it hurts my heart

Tried to cutback on the cursing

But it hurts my art

You said you’d never give a soldier a mission he couldn’t handle

Well good lord you must think a nigga Rambo

(Please have mercy on me)

This little light of mine here it ain’t nothing but a candle

Use it to light the torch but niggas don’t understand though

(Please have mercy on me)

Look, and I told you I’mma kill it

And I ask God to strike me dead if I say something wrong

And I said the same thing in the beginning

Look, check me out, still living nigga

Please have mercy on me

Please have mercy on me