Soundtracks – No Mercy (Intro) lyrics

Soundtracks - No Mercy (Intro) lyrics

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Soundtracks – No Mercy (Intro) lyrics

[Intro]
That’s that Kofi Black music
Oh, this what we doin’?
Alright, uh
[Chorus]
Took the cold out my heart, went and put it on a watch (Uh)
Middle finger hangin’ out the Benz, feel like Pac (Uh)
Spittin’ on your cameras, bandana with the knot
Competition lookin’ for me, I was waitin’ at the top (Uh)
But ain’t no competition, ain’t no one in my position (Nah)
Didn’t mean to flex on ni**as, wasn’t my decision (Wasn’t my decision)
God told me, “Do it,” so I did it on ’em (So I did it on ’em)
And hoes gon’ be hoes, I ain’t trippin’ on ’em (I ain’t trippin’ on ’em)
ni**as dyin’ to beat me, so I’m livin’ on ’em (So I’m livin’ on ’em)
And since they wanna pay attention, I’ma bill it on ’em (I’ma bill it on ’em)
I don’t feel her like she feel me, but I’m feelin’ on her (I’m feelin’ on her)
She thought the sky was fallin’ when I dropped the ceiling on ’em (When I dropped, uh)
[Verse]
Then she went and dropped her panties
fu*k your heart, I want a GRAMMY
Don’t take molly, don’t take Xannies
But there’s weed inside the pantry
I get high to get by
She gon’ low ’cause she my ho
Shoutout Reem, that’s the bro, ayy
Shoutout to my motherfu*kin’ woes (Motherfu*kin’ woes)
Uh, we ain’t ever home, we on the road (We on the road)
Ain’t no lettin’ up, ain’t catchin’ up, we on a roll (We on a roll)
Uh, pull up in that (Skrrt, skrrt), hop out, then I (Brr, brr)
Cameras out, hol’ up, let me pose (Ooh)

Pretty motherfu*ker, put me on the front of Vogue (Ooh)
ni**as tryna be the bro, but they don’t know the code (No)
I put “Her” in “History” and sold it ’round the globe (Around the)
This about to be the greatest story never told, ni**a (Never told, ni**a)
Huh? If you ain’t know, then now you know, ni**a (Now you know, ni**a)
Huh? I wasn’t welcome, I imposed, ni**a (I imposed, ni**a)
Huh? I put this dick inside her soul, ni**a, uh (I put it in her soul)
Just to get up under ni**as’ skin
fu*kin’ with the same sex, they say it’s a sin (Huh?)
But I’m a dyke and she a fem, it’s a synonym (Ooh)
Puttin’ M&Ms in the bank, then I go and buy a pack of M&Ms, ni**a
Let’s get it
[Chorus]
Took the cold out my heart, went and put it on a watch
Middle finger hangin’ out the Benz, feel like Pac (Skrrt)
Spittin’ on your cameras, bandana with the knot
Competition lookin’ for me, I was waitin’ at the top
But ain’t no competition, ain’t no one in my position
Didn’t mean to flex on ni**as, wasn’t my decision
God told me, “Do it,” so I did it on ’em
And hoes gon’ be hoes, I ain’t trippin’ on ’em
I don’t feel her like she feel me, but I’m feelin’ on her
She thought the sky was fallin’ when I dropped the ceiling on ’em
ni**as dyin’ to beat me, so I’m livin’ on ’em
And since they wanna pay attention, I’ma bill it on ’em
Let’s get it

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