Lyrics: Olubukola Oladokun/Timothy Gentry/Ben Didelot
Music: Olubukola Oladokun/Timothy Gentry/Ben Didelot
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 w**d
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 w**d
Mercy mercy
Look hey mercy mercy
No murcielago
Just a nissan low on gas
Thank God for every time he saved my a*s
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
I need a little mercy mercy
I need a little mercy mercy
I don't wanna talk to God
I just wanna smoke w**d
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 w**d
Mercy mercy
I'm cursed
I'm cursed
I'm cursed
I'm cursed
In need of mercy