Conversations Wit Karma
Uh
Thinking as im blowing smoke into the eco system
Focused on the bread and thinking how to beat the system
These niggas tried to play me so i had to beat the victim
Lucky i gave him hands and i ain't let the nina lick 'em
Na uh
Im lucky even to see 31
Cause the average nas don't see 30 up in the slums
I was fucking bs, making money and toting guns
I don't regret it cause it done made me who I've become
Uh
My lone regret is for shitting on those who ain't deserve it
My life ain't perfect but without trust its making me nervous
You might get a different picture if you sit and you heard it
But might get an understanding if you really observed it
Heard me
Extreme issues with trust that's why my heart's cold
But a na still riding dodging the potholes
As i continue this journey into this dark hole
Blunt smoke fill my lungs until its charcoal
Oh
I barely drink but the stress attracts me to hennessy
Don't blow my high cause that brings a negative energy
Been through a lot so ain't nothing you really telling me
Im done wit trusting cause trust is really the enemy
So much to live for but im stressing all the local joints
Blinded by tùpi's and its fucking up my focal point
They wanna bring me down into my lowest point
But i ain't use to taking L's unless im holding joints
Problems revolving like a carousel
Im tryna keep my composure 'fore i go back to jail
They said my tolerance for pain is on a major scale
You couldn't hold the weight im holding if ya back was frail
I see they tryna test me like a lab rat
Been doing suicides in gym but see im past that
Pay close attention how you think i got the class act
You couldn't think how im thinking my thoughts is jam packed
Having Conversations with karma as the refer burns
Discussing my consequences and issues we concern
She said don't worry bout who did you dirt they each would learn
I told her when i die scatter my ashes, Keep the Urn
Word
She told me how she see it and i have a purpose here
But through the issues remain focus cause success Is near
She said i see a future when i look at you
But cause your past see there's some things i gotta put you through
Ya times coming, son ya times coming
Through the pain and the struggle you had a wild running
The man you wish to be you're gonna be it
But that's only if the life you live decides to let u see it
(The man you wish to be you're gonna be it
But thats only if the life you live decides to let u see it)
Thinking as im blowing smoke into the eco system
Focused on the bread and thinking how to beat the system
These niggas tried to play me so i had to beat the victim
Lucky i gave him hands and i ain't let the nina lick 'em
Na uh
Im lucky even to see 31
Cause the average nas don't see 30 up in the slums
I was fucking bs, making money and toting guns
I don't regret it cause it done made me who I've become
Uh
My lone regret is for shitting on those who ain't deserve it
My life ain't perfect but without trust its making me nervous
You might get a different picture if you sit and you heard it
But might get an understanding if you really observed it
Heard me
Extreme issues with trust that's why my heart's cold
But a na still riding dodging the potholes
As i continue this journey into this dark hole
Blunt smoke fill my lungs until its charcoal
Oh
I barely drink but the stress attracts me to hennessy
Don't blow my high cause that brings a negative energy
Been through a lot so ain't nothing you really telling me
Im done wit trusting cause trust is really the enemy
So much to live for but im stressing all the local joints
Blinded by tùpi's and its fucking up my focal point
They wanna bring me down into my lowest point
But i ain't use to taking L's unless im holding joints
Problems revolving like a carousel
Im tryna keep my composure 'fore i go back to jail
They said my tolerance for pain is on a major scale
You couldn't hold the weight im holding if ya back was frail
I see they tryna test me like a lab rat
Been doing suicides in gym but see im past that
Pay close attention how you think i got the class act
You couldn't think how im thinking my thoughts is jam packed
Having Conversations with karma as the refer burns
Discussing my consequences and issues we concern
She said don't worry bout who did you dirt they each would learn
I told her when i die scatter my ashes, Keep the Urn
Word
She told me how she see it and i have a purpose here
But through the issues remain focus cause success Is near
She said i see a future when i look at you
But cause your past see there's some things i gotta put you through
Ya times coming, son ya times coming
Through the pain and the struggle you had a wild running
The man you wish to be you're gonna be it
But that's only if the life you live decides to let u see it
(The man you wish to be you're gonna be it
But thats only if the life you live decides to let u see it)
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Writer(s): Edwin Manuel Torres
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