Lyrics No Mercy (Intro) – Young M.A

Took the cold out my heart
Went and put in on a watch
Middle finger hangin’ out
The Benz, feel like Pac
Spitting on your cameras
Bandana with the knot
Competition looking for me
I was waiting at the top
But ain’t no competition
Ain’t no one in my position
Didn’t mean to flex on n**gas
Wasn’t my decisionGod told me, do it, so I did it all
And h**s gon’ be h**s
I ain’t tripping on ’em
N**gas die in a be me, so I’m livin’ on
And since they wanna pay attention
I’ma bill it on ’em
I don’t feel her like she feel me
But I’m feelin’ on her
She thought the sky was falling
When I dropped the ceiling on ’em
Then she went and dropped her panties
F**k your hard, I want a Grammy
Don’t take molly, don’t take xannies
But it’s weed inside the pantry
I get high to get by, she gon’ low ’cause she my ho
Shoutout Reen, that’s the bro, ayy
Shoutout to my motherf**kin’ woes
We ain’t ever home, we on the road
Ain’t no lettin’ up and catchin’ up
We on the road, uh, pull up in that
Hop up in that, prr, prr
Cameras out, hol’ up, let me posePretty motherf**ker, put me on the front of Vogue
N**gas tryna be the bro but they don’t know the code
I put her in history and sewn around the globe
This about to be the greatest story never told, n**ga
If you ain’t know, then now you know, n**ga
I wasn’t welcome, I imposed, n**ga
I put this d**k inside her soul, n**ga, uh
Just to get up under n**gas skin
F**kin’ with the same sex, they say it’s a sin
But I’m a dike her, she a fan, miss a sin in ’em
Puttin’ M&Ms in the b**ch
Then I go and buy a pack of M&Ms, n**ga
Let’s get it
Took the cold out my heart
Went and put in on a watch
Middle finger hangin’ out
The Benz, feel like Pac
Spitting on your cameras
Bandana with the knot
Competition looking for me
I was waiting at the top
But ain’t no competition
Ain’t no one in my position
Didn’t mean to flex on n**gas
Wasn’t my decision
God told me, do it, so I did it all
And h**s gon’ be h**s
I ain’t tripping on ’em
I don’t feel her like she feel me
But I’m feelin’ on her
She thought the sky was falling
When I dropped the ceiling on ’em
N**gas die in a be me, so I’m livin’ on
And since they wanna pay attention
I’ma bill it on ’em
Let’s get it…
➤ Written by Young M.A & Kofi Black
Album: Herstory In The Making
Produced by Kofi Black
Young M.A | 2019