Toosii - Psalm 51 lyrics

Hmm, yeah, uh

Gotta have mercy on me, I
Been hangin' out the coupe
Forgettin' to pray the sun out
I might go Jordan 6 with the J's
And my main homie kinda wild
He be quick with the fade
I tell him chill, I brought cutters
I be quick with the blade
Gotta have mercy on my soul
I'll take you there
Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear
Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear
'Cause where I come from
Swear it get cold out there
And we ain't make it to the league
But we gotta let that heat bang, hmm
I gotta heart but I'll put it up on eBay
I'd go crazy listening to he say she say
Gotta put the man above first
'cause that's who we praise

Bad bitch but she ain't nothin'
Like my last hoe
And it's true what they say
Shit I'm an asshole
I done made it out the gutta
Got my granny glad so
Nigga fuck your opinion
I'm a true trap soul
And I still will let it bang
I'm with the same niggas
Gang members, grave diggers
We'll hit your block and
Hit your main hitters
I know Rell probably be mad
If he found out that I paid hitters
You know whe I do the hittin' up
I had to let Dre get 'em
Tryna get rich off bodies
Still tryna click up with the opps
No paparazzi
I can't believe that they said
That they gon' pop me
The top recruit in my city
Nigga who gon' top me?
I just bought a demon
Just so I could go high speed

Gotta have mercy on me, I
Been hangin' out the coupe
Forgettin' to pray the sun out
I might go Jordan 6 with the J's
And my main homie kinda wild
He be quick with the fade
I tell him chill, I brought cutters
I be quick with the blade
Gotta have mercy on my soul
I'll take you there
Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear
Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear
'Cause where I come from
Swear it get cold out there
And we ain't make it to the league
But we gotta let that heat bang, hmm
I gotta heart but I'll put it up on eBay
I'd go crazy listening to he say she say
Gotta put the man above first
'cause that's who we praise

I got this title out the Bible
Like I said I bought a demon
I know Hell want a arrival
I'ma chill on this verse
Still wonderin' what song gon' hit first
Clutchin' so much, it's turned to a flaw
My hip hurt
But it's still whatever with that side
We can get up
And I know it's bad but until they die
We can't give up
You gotta understand when they slide
They tried to hit us
And my homie a rude boy, he catch a body
Tell 'em big up
They speak on karma but we be that
I lay where the heat at
I say where the heat at
Spin the block and do a relap
Tryna take my mind off the
Drama, popped a Perc, i can't relapse
When I forget to pray to God sometimes
I feel like He mad

Gotta have mercy on me, I
Been hangin' out the coupe
Forgettin' to pray the sun out
I might go Jordan 6 with the J's
And my main homie kinda wild
He be quick with the fade
I tell him chill, I brought cutters
I be quick with the blade
Gotta have mercy on my soul
I'll take you there
Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear
Gotta have mercy on my soul, I swear
'Cause where I come from
Swear it get cold out there
And we ain't make it to the league
But we gotta let that heat bang, hmm
I gotta heart but I'll put it up on eBay
I'd go crazy listening to he say she say
Gotta put the man above first
'cause that's who we praise