Toosii - mercedez pt. 2

Know, I know
Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know, yeah
Oh, I know, I know, I know

Know how it feel when you feel how you feel
'Cause the feelin' too real, I know, I know
On the first date, I ain't show up late, I was a no-show, that's fo' sho
And your heart cold like the nigga just cut the sleeves off of your coat
I know this 'cause I feel the same, baby, we in the same boat
One in a million, you ain't got no feelings
You tired of the bullshit that you really don't want no dealings
You feel like the realest, you really the illest
You wanna be loved, wanna be loved, it's been a minute (yeah, uh)

Know she a boss, but she don't need shit
She don't need nobody, she just want you to cater (yeah)
She did it all on her own, four, five, six shooters, she don't need no hater (yeah)
She want a one not two make her better, lil' baby, she about her paper
She like sports too, she a Heat fan but her daddy fan of the Lakers
Daddy, that's who raised her (that's who raised her)
Mama from Jamaica (from Jamaica)
Daddy was a Muslim so I tell him, "As-salamu alaykum" (yeah)
Know I was a taker (know I was a taker)
Never been a faker (never been a faker)
I was a thug nigga with a bad bitch who look good even without make up
Never was a player (uh), I ain't even play her (no, no)
That was my good girl, had a good girl, know I love her and then I hate her
We used to layup (we used to layup)
She used to stay up (she used to stay up)
She had her own problems, all she wanted was for somebody to come and save her

Know how it feel when you feel how you feel
'Cause the feelin' too real, I know, I know
On the first date, I ain't show up late, I was a no-show, that's fo' sho
And your heart cold like the nigga just cut the sleeves off of your coat
I know this 'cause I feel the same, baby, we in the same boat
One in a million, you ain't got no feelings
You tired of the bullshit that you really don't want no dealings
You feel like the realest, you really the illest
You wanna be loved, wanna be loved, it's been a minute (uh)

Couple months go by, she don't need shit
Lil' baby on her own and she say she got it (she got it)
She at home all alone, it's a lot on her mind and I know she cry (she cry)
Rent finna be due, mama down low, I met the lil' baby in college (she in college)
Not too many niggas done hit, that kitty too good, pussy got low mileage
Fashionista, no stylist (no stylist), skin be clean like a diamond (yeah)
Lately she on her own and she havin' dreams about dyin'
Rather bleed before cryin', she believe but it's timin'
Tried to overdose, stomach, her pills gon' eat at the linin'
They don't know, they don't know that she feel free when she flyin'
They don't know, they don't know that she happy that she dyin'
Not the first time that she did it, she only keep on tryin'
And I know how you feel, baby girl, Mercedez, just keep on climbin'

Know how it feel when you feel how you feel
'Cause the feelin' too real, I know, I know
On the first date, I ain't show up late, I was a no-show, that's fo' sho
And your heart cold like the nigga just cut the sleeves off of your coat
I know this 'cause I feel the same, baby, we in the same boat
One in a million, you ain't got no feelings
You tired of the bullshit that you really don't want no dealings
You feel like the realest, you really the illest
You wanna be loved, wanna be loved, it's been a minute

Written by:
David Doman, Nau'Jour Lazier Grainger

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