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Ain't no mercy for the people
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Ain't no mercy for the people
Ain't no mercy for the people
You go outside this shit is lethal
They don't deserve it man they don't deserve it some be struggling to pay the bills
Seen them turning to the streets where the opps shooting out to kill
I don't want that for my children so I'm outchea hustling out in the fields
I need a mansion in the hills
I need a mansion in the hills
Road getting steeper and steeper
'Cause shit getting realer and real
Maybe I'm craving the hills yeah
Maybe I'm craving the hills
Maybe I'm craving the hills yeah
Maybe I'm craving the hills
Life can be bitter than sweet
Niggas done live in the streets
Some families weeping
Some tryna get on their feet
While some others having a feast
They fighting with demons
Life is unfair but then
Some others switch up the gear but then
Some others choose to relax
And some don't even have the opportunity to attack
Honestly ain't gonna cap
I've been in situations where I felt like I'mma tap out
Found it so hard to relax niggas caught a nigga sipping till I blackout
The harder it gets
The stronger I get
My nigga soon I'm about to rack out
Blue faces talking Rolihlahla Madibas inside of my pocket
Space ship zooming out with my niggas we bout to take off like a rocket
I don't want my children to struggle as soon as I capture the dream Imma lock it
I don't want my children to struggle as soon as I capture the dream Imma lock it
Ain't no mercy for the people
You go outside this shit is lethal
They don't deserve it man they don't deserve it some be struggling
To pay the bills
Seen them turning to the streets where the opps shooting out to kill
I don't want that for my children so I'm outchea hustling out in the fields
I need a mansion in the hills
I need a mansion in the hills
Road getting steeper and steeper
'Cause shit getting realer and real
Maybe I'm craving the hills yeah
Maybe I'm craving the hills
Ain't no mercy for myself
Ain't no mercy for my brothers
We keep praying for the wealth
Been tryna double the commas
Gotta be up in the hills
We tryna add up the numbers
Shit getting realer and real
Children be popping on pills
Depression anxiety kills
Some be struggling to live
Fathers be struggling to pay the bills
Mothers be crying I just share a tear
I know some other type of shit I fear
Losing my real ones shit is real
Losing my loved ones cause I care
I'm finna switch up the weather
Knocking demons out like Mayweather
Flying high ain't got no feathers
Ain't no opp gonna stop me
On the bigger picture they can't crop me
Had the cops tryna lock me
With these bitches puffin'
On that broccoli
They were shocked it was not me
I am YB toree you can't cop me
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ain't no mercy for the people
You go outside this shit is lethal
They don't deserve it man they don't deserve it some be struggling
To pay the bills
Seen them turning to the streets where the opps shooting out to kill
I don't want that for my children so I'm outchea hustling out in the fields
I need a mansion in the hills
I need a mansion in the hills
Road getting steeper and steeper
'Cause shit getting realer and real
Maybe I'm craving the hills yeah
Maybe I'm craving the hills
