No Mercy (Intro)

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That's that Kofi Black music
 Oh, this is what we doin'?
 Alright, uh
 Took the cold out my heart went and put it on a watch
 Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac
 Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot
 Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top
 But, ain't no competition, ain't no one in my position
 Didn't mean to flex on niggas, wasn't my decision
 God told me do it, so I did it on em.
 And, hoes gon be hoes, I ain't trippin on em
 Niggas dyin to be me, so I'm livin on em
 Since they want to pay attention, Ima bill it on em
 I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm feelin on her
 She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on em
 Then she went and dropped her panties
 Fuck your heart, I want a Grammy
 Don't take Molly
 Don't take Xannies
 But there's weed inside the pantry
 I get high, to get by
 She go low cuz she my hoe
 Shout-out Reem, that's the bro
 Shout-out to my muthafuckin woes
 We ain't never home, we on the road
 Ain't no letting up ain't catching up, we on a roll
 Pull up in a skrrt skrrt, hop out then I brrrp brrrp
 Cameras out, hold up let me pose
 Pretty muthafucker put me on the front of Vogue
 Niggas try to be tha bro, but they don't know the code
 I put Her in History and sold around the globe
 This about to be the greatest story never told, nigga
 If you aint know, then now you know, nigga
 I wasn't welcomed, I imposed, nigga
 I put this dick inside her soul, nigga
 Just to get up under niggas skin
 Fuckin with the same sex, they say it's a sin
 But I'm a dyke and she a fem, it's a synonym
 Puttin M&Ms in the bank
 Then I go and buy a pack of M&Ms nigga
 Took the cold out my heart, went and put it on a watch
 Middle finger hangin out the Benz, feel like Pac
 Spittin on your cameras, bandana with the knot
 Competition lookin for me, I was waitin at the top
 But, ain't no competition, ain't no one in my position
 Didn't mean to flex on niggas, wasn't my decision
 God told me do it, so I did it on em.
 And, hoes gon be hoes, I ain't trippin on em
 I don't feel her like she feel me, but I'm feelin on her
 She thought the sky was fallin when I dropped the ceiling on em
 Niggas dyin to be me, so I'm livin on em
 Since they want to pay attention, Ima bill it on em
 Let's get it
 

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Duration
02:11
Key
4
Tempo
180 BPM

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