[Intro] Mm Mm Oh Mm, mm [Chorus] Lord, have mercy, I'm just gon' need you to bear with me for a quick second, I just want to let you know what I've been through Ah [Verse 1] It's been a six-month losing streak Shoe flyin' across the room while a teardrop hits my cheeks Old basketball shorts are gettin' thinner and thinner Can't take my girl out, I can't even order dinner And my mama said, "What you gon' do with your hands?" Blinds are fifteen, twenty thinking I'm a rich man I had a whole lot of fun, but a whole lot of nothing Had argue with my old man-balls malfunctioning But I got my money back and rehabbed for a couple of weeks But that day started right back on a losing streak Oh-ho, he sound like a gospel man right here Wouldn't be surprised if he just embodied Smokey Robinson on his last album [Chorus] And now I overstand, mmm [Verse 2] Now I overstand Lord, please understand Please have mercy on me Ask your Father for forgiveness, I'ma need some assistance He's clear on bullshit since they found White Jesus Return to man, I'm only human Losing my heart saved me from so much cruelty All my life believe upsets or confusion All my life I spent on bets, been a nuisance, but [Chorus] Now I overstand, Lord, have mercy I'm just bout to let it go after this next hand, I promise I ain't lyiin [Verse 3] It's been a six month losing streak Up and down: Knicks-Heat, betting straight blue cheese Parlay, I couldn't fry day if I wanted to Borucua asked Akeem if he knew how to speak Hebrew My bookie is Italian named Habib They said petro was dead, but guess who's the Mobb Deep The good die young, and most of them live free I'm still yesterday myself (It's going down, B), 'bout to watch ET [Verse 4] She don't want no scrub Well, what had happened was Said, she don't want no scrub Mm-hm and so she left me Highs go
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