| Have mercy on my soul, shine on
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| Have have mercy, have have mercy
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| On my soul, shine on me
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| Lord shine on, oh
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| First off I wanna apologise
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| Every time I made my momma cry
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| Leaving these pussy ass niggas traumatised
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| All the bad names I called ya when Lil Bleek and Lil Ivy died
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| Bless me over and over again
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| I know he bless me the more I was sin
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| Guess I was moving too fast in the wind
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| Got tied and pulled my ass in the pin
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| Now I’m looking at the past, thinking 'bout the future
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| Glad I got another chance, see ya feeling’s mutual
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| Protect me in the streets when the times got crucial
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| When niggas slung iron, you made me blind to the shooters
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| And now I’m all alone and I’m calling on you daily
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| Asking for forgiveness and I’m asking you to save me
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| Protect my T-lady, don’t stress my old lady
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| And you and I know how much I love my seven babies
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| Have have mercy, have have mercy on my soul, shine on me
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| Lord shine on, oh
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| Thinking 'bout them nights that my momma cried
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| Only son since my only brother died
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| Surgery on surgery, I can feel the pain
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| Have mercy on the Lord, please don’t let her hurt again
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| God you blessed my auntie Brenda be the living proof
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| Had a tumour in the brain size of a grapefruit
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| It’s for them ghetto saviours that’s living major
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| Now they missing like the flight 370 to Malaysia
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| We was skinning and grinning, thought we was winning
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| Hurt was hot as hell so I’m packing linen
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| And lately my conscience be shaking me, waking me right about my sleep
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| Keeping it 100 I ain’t slipping 'bout a week, hey look
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| Gotta do it for my little cousin, Trasity
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| See her boyfriend took her life
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| When I think about the daughter she left behind
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| Pardon me, can’t you actually see a gangsta cry, Lord have mercy
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| Have have mercy, have have mercy on my soul, shine on me
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| Lord shine on, oh
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| I was lost in a world-wind, now I’m sorry
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| Five different baby mama’s coulda been on Maury
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| Staying up all night, smoking purp for hours
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| Can’t even get my ass off to church a couple hours
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| Beefing with the enemy, teaching my son wrong things
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| In and out the hospital on that strong lane
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| Looking at the phone ring knowing it’s my auntie
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| Knowing that she tryna pray for me, but I don’t accept it
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| Now I’m selfish, not to others but myself
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| Cause I’m feeling like nobody know my struggle, just my wealth
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| But that was then and this is now and since you gave me another chance
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| God man I’mma promise I make ya proud
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| A lotta times I screamed to ya, felt like you ain’t hear me
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| You ain’t heard me cause I wasn’t worthy, sins dirty dirty
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| Thugs cry, no lie had to hit my niece
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| Like please please, have mercy on me
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| Have have mercy, have have mercy on my soul, shine on me
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| Lord shine on, oh |