mercy

I'm cursed I'm cursed I'm cursed I'm cursed In need of mercy I work a lot from home I work a lot on the down low I keep trying to be somebody Somebody that they all know I double check my phone No new messages, no missed calls Everybody needs somebody To hold them too close I need a little mercy, mercy I need a little mercy, mercy I don't wanna talk to God I just wanna smoke weed Mercy, mercy Devil's not in the details He's on the front page We been selling souls for some retail Maxing out minimum wage And I keep trying to take my money to the grave Somebody's gonna make my money some day I need a little mercy, mercy I need a little mercy, mercy I don't wanna talk to God I just wanna smoke weed Mercy, mercy Look, hey, mercy, mercy No Murcielago Just a Nissan low on gas Thank God for every time he saved my ass Like back when we was on the internet But we never copped nothin' yeah Listening to Kanye West Before we missed the old Kanye West Before we ever sipped Coronas Or corona ever had us stressed Before we turned from God 'Cause we couldn't face our sins Before we ever really understood what that is Honestly, I wonder if we ever will? I seen Kobe go so unexpected Wonder where his riches would've went If he ain't have a will Yeah, look, moral of the story, we ain't kids no more, yeah Moral of the story, you can't take it with you Yeah, moral of the story, everybody needs something Or somebody, everybody needs a little mercy, mercy I need a little mercy, mercy I don't wanna talk to God I just wanna smoke weed Mercy, mercy I need a little mercy, mercy I need a little mercy, mercy I don't wanna talk to God I just wanna smoke weed Mercy, mercy I'm cursed I'm cursed I'm cursed I'm cursed In need of mercy