Got It On Me
    (专辑: Shoot For The Stars Aim For The Moon - 2020)
    
    Look   Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul  Don't let my heart turn cold  Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul  Don't let my heart turn cold  Have mercy on many men  Many, many, many, many men  Wish death 'pon me  Yeah, I 
don't cry no mo'  I 
don't look to the 
sky no mo'  'Cause I 
got it on me  I 
got it on me (Talk that shit)  I 
got it on me  You can run up if you want (Fuck is you talking 'bout?)   Look  It's Pop Smoke, niggas know me  Keep two fours like I'm Kobe  Is you riding or you hidin'?  If you sliding, then you owe me (Owe me)  Run up, catch cold feet  Niggas act tough then call police  I 
don't make friends, yeah, I 
make bands  Want some Ray-Bans 'cause I'm a 
OG  This AR be my trophy  Shoot first, nigga, shoot back  09, niggas woo back  Nigga automatic when the 
woo clap  Shoot first, nigga, shoot back  09, niggas woo back  Nigga automatic when the 
woo clap  (Automatic when the 
woo clap)   Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul  Don't let my heart turn cold  Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul  Don't let my heart turn cold  Have mercy on many men  Many, many, many, many men  Wish death 'pon me  Yeah, I 
don't cry no mo'  I 
don't look to the 
sky no mo'  'Cause I 
got it on me  I 
got it on me  I 
got it on me  You can run up if you want   Fifty shots up in this Glock, I 
won't let up  XD, niggas toting Berettas  Shoot first and do yourself a 
favor  Report like I'm Craig Sager  Back out, niggas ain't with the 
bluffing  Dread Woo, a 
nigga shoot you for nothing  Ten toes on your block like I'm drumming  SK'll have a 
blicky running (It's Pop Smoke)  It's that nigga from the 
Floss, your bitch right back  And I 
don't politic 'cause niggas ain't like that  I 
drop a 
slip or two and get a 
light pack  And I 
don't care if you losing, still fight back   Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul  Don't let my heart turn cold  Have mercy on me, have mercy on my soul  Don't let my heart turn cold  Have mercy on many men  Many, many, many, many men  Wish death 'pon me  Yeah, I 
don't cry no mo'  I 
don't look to the 
sky no mo'  'Cause I 
got it on me  I 
got it on me  I 
got it on me  You can run up if you want   Mercy on me