paroles de chanson Lord of Mercy - Grafh

Ooohh
Lord of mercy, lord of mercy.
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah ooohh
I'm on my independent shit
I'm self made, what the fuck did nigga's help me with
You too pretty, too busy on that selfie shit
I run upon you, when I beat you with a selfie stick
I'm too gritty, NY city
That guy, the bad guy,
When y'all pass by, the trap faster than a cab full of black guy
Yeah I'm a cheater but my affair is a black tie
Uhhh
Life's a bitch and i'm overtreatin'
Face in the pussy, baby i'm overeatin' (yum)
Open this door leave it till it's overheatin'
My gun german but started speakin' in puerto rican
Mr. marathon man, extended clip in the aeresol can
I ain't have a full deck, plus I had the wrong hand
And i'm dirty, but now I can take Macklemore fans
Whatcha say?
Uhhhh...
Lord of mercy, lord of mercy,
Hope the devil uncurse me, for cutting up that work surgery
And testifyin' perjury
Oh they believe me now,
I hope they believe me now, i hope the believe me now
They didn't believe me then, but i hope they believe me now
Niggas know what i'm about, yeahhh