Boosie BadAzz - Lawd Have Mercy lyrics

[Intro] South Baton Rouge this the baddest place in the whole wide world stand up y'all lawd have mercy... Yah man remember the baddest place in the world South Baton Rouge lawd have mercy... Roosevelt Street Project n***a (boosie badazz) [Verse 1] Fresh off the project step is Boosie We went from shooting Uzis to shooting movies Mr cogee man you can't take that from me (ah ah) One shot for Ivy, he showed me how to save money Walking to school with a tool and a bag of weed (fire) Never knew that the feds would be after me (oh) Casualty after casualty it's real I hustle on the hill where walter got k**ed (woah) Seen alot of sh** man I did alot that's probably why it took so long for me to hit the top Ask nuck I don't back down from sh** I was small as a b**h I ain't back down from wick I slung eye with everytime grinding till I shine (let's get it) Dickies and tee'z till I made my first fifty g'z So tell me why a p**y n***a hate on me we from the same hood South Baton Rouge [Hook x2] Can't knock my hustle Lawd have mercy Can't stop my shine Yah man Shoul ain't my friend Lawd have mercy Can't even look in ma eye (but u know one thang) Yah man [Verse 2] Pick them out line them up like jeezy say n***as can't out hustle me on a freezy day I need a duffle bag b**h like weezy say Any n***a steal from me will steal off Jesus' plate Hard times in the ghetto we was lost No school no job me and Busta rob Became a boss took losses couldn't cry n***a s**ed it up told my main man double it up When my label wouldn't drop my sh** Ain't get mad I went got them bricks I had a Jacob like 50 cent In '04 got my paper acts in me n***a I get my grind on house 3 stairs had it for 2 years Still ain't satisfied that's how scopio's is Hot like hot fries Southside baptized b**h am a hustler you can see it in my eyes eyes [Hook] [Verse 3] Guess what? next up is the haters They test us but get ate like sweet potatoes Heads bust n***as go running to the people But swear to god that they thugging like it's legal Wake up call every morning call my manager up T.Q I need cash or your a** get bust and that my big brother Save change 8 gallons already saved trust funds man my kids alreadyy paid Still gamble shoot the 50 with my with my real n***as Still scratching off the lotto tryna hit it big So my hustle a mothaf**a man you feel me man Hustle cross the track call me Penny Wayne Money stash to the side I got a load of it Facing to gun charges I need more of it Steady thuggin reppin my hood till I die Kingpin of the Southside certified [Hook]