Have mercy on me yeah
Keep a thirty on me yeah
They ain't gone be able to see how it how you see it
Have mercy on me yeah
Because they ain't feel like it how you felt it
Keep a thirty on me yeah
Let me paint a picture for you
Momma and three brothers we had different fathers
Grew up in a place where all you hear is choppers
Uncle on the porch breaking empty bottles
Drunk than a motherfucker rock bottom
Hated when my friends use to talk about him
Loved him how he is because that's how I found him
Daddy in the streets while my momma hound him
Come and get your son nigga
This normal when you grew up where I'm from nigga
They think because you're black you're just a dumb nigga
Soon as you show disloyalty I'm done with you
We gone pull up at the function like who brung liquor
Tap the lid bless the bottle
Dusted and disgusted bunch of ghetto desperados
Seem like every mile it's just another extra pothole
Swerve on them
I stopped doing favors now I ain't heard from them
It gets so hard dear God have mercy on me
I don't wanna sell pills rob or keep a thirty on me
Is there another route for a ghetto child
Voices in my head and they echo loud
A few made it out and the rest gone wild
Gone wild yeah
It gets so hard dear God have mercy on me
I don't wanna sell pills rob or keep a thirty on me
Is there another route for a ghetto child
Voices in my head and they echo loud
A few made it out and the rest gone wild yeah
The streets gone wild
Have mercy on me yeah
Keep a thirty on me yeah
Have mercy on me yeah
Keep a thirty on me yeah