Lord have mercy on me (Lord have mercy on me)
Been picture paintin', all week (Been picture paintin', all week)
I'll give up, if it costs me (I'll give up, if it costs me)
My soul ain't been exhausted (My soul ain't been exhausted)
Still looking for plates, like we ain't fed at all
I don't need a taste of being famous, to make me set it off
They was calling me 'Tank', when it was painless, then got popular
I could feel you changing, but I prayed it made you better for it
I distribute my profit, we ain't signing nun'
Are we gon' be okay? Okay, you brainless, like we ain't plan for it
You can be impatient, or a patient of too many scars
Don't end DOA or AFK, cause we came plenty far
I heard you was standing tall, like Kevin Hart
We not chasing Mona Lisa, we trynna get on Noah's Ark
I might never do a feature, you might need a seminar
We don't move like cobras either, I guess snakes be running now
Who gon' be on top? I guess we'll find out
Crossing enemy lines to save a vulture, you gon' find out
You can lead a horse, to that water, but he won't drink out
If he don't see the fortune in the present, he gon' leak out
Said, all your problems cause of me, how?
Did bad at invitations, and today I still won't reach out
I love you mom, I'm sorry, problem child, they want me now
Well send a better offer, you still broke, if you sold out
Display, you don't really care, 'bout what your peers say
Freebase, take a leap of faith, and stand above fate
Prepaid, your sins covered in, the blood of Jesus
Need ya', I went from new age, to a believer
Never left the country, what's a visa?
Left the party life, and I won't pop one in Ibiza
We blew up all the hype, and they went silent, won't you speak up
We probably not your type, if you was trying, but can't reach us
Painting fingernails, that boy a diva
Do you require maintenance, from attention? I don't need none
Let backbones sit adjacent, to the standard, of a king's son
Let passive turn to hatred, it's gon' turn you, to a bad one
This feel more impressive than my last run
Turn the city up while I'm still here, and then I'm back home
All I know is pressure and pioneering, what I'm cut from
You can keep the seconds, I got next, but it's right now
Tavian - Mercy Lyrics
Tavian - Mercy Lyrics
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Lord have mercy on me (Lord have mercy on me)
Been picture paintin', all week (Been picture paintin', all week)
I'll give up, if it costs me (I'll give up, if it costs me)
My soul ain't been exhausted (My soul ain't been exhausted)
Still looking for plates, like we ain't fed at all
I don't need a taste of being famous, to make me set it off
They was calling me 'Tank', when it was painless, then got popular
I could feel you changing, but I prayed it made you better for it
I distribute my profit, we ain't signing nun'
Are we gon' be okay? Okay, you brainless, like we ain't plan for it
You can be impatient, or a patient of too many scars
Don't end DOA or AFK, cause we came plenty far
I heard you was standing tall, like Kevin Hart
We not chasing Mona Lisa, we trynna get on Noah's Ark
I might never do a feature, you might need a seminar
We don't move like cobras either, I guess snakes be running now
Who gon' be on top? I guess we'll find out
Crossing enemy lines to save a vulture, you gon' find out
You can lead a horse, to that water, but he won't drink out
If he don't see the fortune in the present, he gon' leak out
Said, all your problems cause of me, how?
Did bad at invitations, and today I still won't reach out
I love you mom, I'm sorry, problem child, they want me now
Well send a better offer, you still broke, if you sold out
Display, you don't really care, 'bout what your peers say
Freebase, take a leap of faith, and stand above fate
Prepaid, your sins covered in, the blood of Jesus
Need ya', I went from new age, to a believer
Never left the country, what's a visa?
Left the party life, and I won't pop one in Ibiza
We blew up all the hype, and they went silent, won't you speak up
We probably not your type, if you was trying, but can't reach us
Painting fingernails, that boy a diva
Do you require maintenance, from attention? I don't need none
Let backbones sit adjacent, to the standard, of a king's son
Let passive turn to hatred, it's gon' turn you, to a bad one
This feel more impressive than my last run
Turn the city up while I'm still here, and then I'm back home
All I know is pressure and pioneering, what I'm cut from
You can keep the seconds, I got next, but it's right now
Been picture paintin', all week (Been picture paintin', all week)
I'll give up, if it costs me (I'll give up, if it costs me)
My soul ain't been exhausted (My soul ain't been exhausted)
Still looking for plates, like we ain't fed at all
I don't need a taste of being famous, to make me set it off
They was calling me 'Tank', when it was painless, then got popular
I could feel you changing, but I prayed it made you better for it
I distribute my profit, we ain't signing nun'
Are we gon' be okay? Okay, you brainless, like we ain't plan for it
You can be impatient, or a patient of too many scars
Don't end DOA or AFK, cause we came plenty far
I heard you was standing tall, like Kevin Hart
We not chasing Mona Lisa, we trynna get on Noah's Ark
I might never do a feature, you might need a seminar
We don't move like cobras either, I guess snakes be running now
Who gon' be on top? I guess we'll find out
Crossing enemy lines to save a vulture, you gon' find out
You can lead a horse, to that water, but he won't drink out
If he don't see the fortune in the present, he gon' leak out
Said, all your problems cause of me, how?
Did bad at invitations, and today I still won't reach out
I love you mom, I'm sorry, problem child, they want me now
Well send a better offer, you still broke, if you sold out
Display, you don't really care, 'bout what your peers say
Freebase, take a leap of faith, and stand above fate
Prepaid, your sins covered in, the blood of Jesus
Need ya', I went from new age, to a believer
Never left the country, what's a visa?
Left the party life, and I won't pop one in Ibiza
We blew up all the hype, and they went silent, won't you speak up
We probably not your type, if you was trying, but can't reach us
Painting fingernails, that boy a diva
Do you require maintenance, from attention? I don't need none
Let backbones sit adjacent, to the standard, of a king's son
Let passive turn to hatred, it's gon' turn you, to a bad one
This feel more impressive than my last run
Turn the city up while I'm still here, and then I'm back home
All I know is pressure and pioneering, what I'm cut from
You can keep the seconds, I got next, but it's right now
Writer: Tavian Troupe
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