French The Kid – Mercy Lyrics

 

Mercy Lyrics by French The Kid

 

(How’s your love life?)

All starts when I was young, g I felt so alive when I held that gun
I guess life never went to the plan, when I step in the van then I’ll think about mom
I don’t think about shit when I’m out on the glide, I dont care about none
It is what it is, get money, out here not funny out here , cah’ you will get-
Look, hate the street and it hates me too
No cap rap if you felt this pain, fuck rap and fame, I don’t care about views
I’ll get locked when my point gets proved, real shit gets stopped when I’m on that move
There’s no love in the streets, in a couple of weeks you could be there too

There’s no love in the streets, G there’s no love anymore (anymore)
My brothers don’t fuck with police, they don’t know about the wars (about the wars)
Oh lord, have mercy, have mercy on me, yeah
I raise my cannon if they touch my g’s (touch my g’s)
There’s no love in the streets, G there’s no love anymore (anymore)
My brothers don’t fuck with police, they don’t know about the wars (about the wars)
Oh lord, have mercy, have mercy on me, yeah
I raise my cannon if they touch my g’s

Baby don’t fuck with these gimmicks
My boys yeah they live it, I swear that we double up
None of my brothers have limits
I’ll play it or win it, or else we don’t give a fuck
I’m in the party with double cups
I’m sorry darling if you fall in love
Apologise if you think I’m timid
I really been in this, I swear I don’t get no luck
I know that they love my sound, deep down yeah they feeling me
And as long as my mumsy’s proud, Ima make this a trilogy
No sleep in the shoe, got side for the zoot
With a beat, hear the drop, then breathe
But the street gets mean
Give crack to a fiend and it’s feeling free

There’s no love in the streets, G there’s no love anymore (anymore)
My brothers don’t fuck with police, they don’t know about the wars (about the wars)
Oh lord, have mercy, have mercy on me, yeah
I raise my cannon if they touch my g’s (touch my g’s)
There’s no love in the streets, G there’s no love anymore (anymore)
My brothers don’t fuck with police, they don’t know about the wars (about the wars)
Oh lord, have mercy, have mercy on me, yeah
I raise my cannon if they touch my g’s

(How’s your love life?)