Kim J ballin' on these potAyo Pluto, you goin' brazenOh yeah, I'm workin', it's the one right hereGotta have mercy on me, I've been hangin' out the coopForgettin' to pray, but son, I might go Jordan 6 with the J'sAnd my man homie kinda wild, he be quick with the fadeI tell him chill, I brought cutters, I be quick to playGotta have mercy on my soul, Lord, I'll take you thereGotta have mercy on my soul, I swearGotta have mercy on my soul, I swearCause where I come from, I swear it get cold out thereAnd we ain't make it to the league, but we gotta let that heat bangI got it hard, but I put it up on eBayI be crazy to listen to he say she sayTryna put the man above first, cause that's what we pressBad bitch is shame, nah, like my last oneAnd it's true what they say, but I'ma askI done made it out the gutter, got my granny gladSo, your opinion, I'ma chew trap, soAnd I still let it bang, I'm with the same gangMembers grave, niggas weird, hit your block and hit your mainI know rap probably be madIf you find out what I'm talking aboutGirl, that I pay, hit on, I do the hitting upI had to let Drake get himTryna get rich, y'all bodiesStill tryna click up with the opps, no paparazziI can't believe that they said that they gon' pop meThe type of crew to my city, who gon' top me?I just bought a demon just so I can go on the iceHanging out the crew, forgetting to prayThe sun out, I might go Jordan 6 with the J'sAnd my man homie kinda wild, he be quick with the fadeI'll tell him chill, I brought cutters, I be quick with the playGotta have mercy on my soul, Lord, I'll take you thereGotta have mercy on my soul, I swearGotta have mercy on my soul, I swearCause where I come from, the sweat get cold out thereAnd we ain't make it to the leagueBut we gotta let that heat backI gotta hop it up, put it up on eBayI be crazy to listen to he say she sayGotta put them men above first, cause that's who weFirst try, I got this title out the BibleLike I said, I bought a demon, I know hell wanna arrivalI'ma chill on this verse, still wondering what song gon' hit firstClutching so much, it turn to a floor, I'ma hit firstBut it's still whatever with that style, we can get upAnd I know it's bad, but until they die, I'ma hit firstWe can't give upYou gotta understand, when they slide, they try to hit usAnd my homie a rude, but he got your body, tell him to dig upThey speak uncommon, but we be thatI lay where the heat atI say, where the heat at, spin the block and do a relapseTry to take my mind off the time I pop theY'all can't read thatWhen I forget to pray to God sometimesI feel like he on me, I be hanging out the crew, forgetting to prayThe sun out, I might go Jordan 6 with the J'sAnd my man homie kinda wild, he be quick with the fadeI tell him chill, I brought cutters, I be quick with the playGotta have mercy on my soul, Lord, I'll take you thereGotta have mercy on my soul, I swearGotta have mercy on my soul, I swearCause where I come from, I swear I get corned out thereAnd we ain't make it to the league, but we gotta let that heat bangI gotta hop it up, put it up on eBayI be crazy to listen to he say *Try to put the man above first, cause that's what we praiseAnd we ain't make it to the league, but we gotta let that heat bang