Karma
That's that Karma
Gotta keep yo head up 'case these niggas try to come up
And run up
I be staying down until my funds up
You can stay or leave cuz imma get that shit regardless
I be out here active you in room just like u Marvin
That's just how I feel you say you hungry bitch I'm starving
Food stamps running low we hit MB and stuff our pockets
I been too damn drippy Gucci stripes that's on my chanclas
We been going too hard who the fuck gon really top us
Get out the mud I'm tryna shake shit like mo bamba
Puttin in this work I gotta win can't take no longer
Big blunts in rotation speakers up lit to my song yeah
Let's get lit to my song yeah
Bro in booth off the D'Usse
Niggas hating give a fuck what you say
Prolly rat on ya mans like a goofy
And I'm coming for heads like a toupee
Wit my young nigga Movin that's AK
We gon take this over say May Day
And we lit off the Henny go aye aye
We lit of the Henny say aye aye
Sending shots but you prolly gon miss
Never thought I could get it like this
Dead broke wit no bread inna fridge
Pops struggling tryna deal with the kids
School called you won't believe what he did
Young nigga but my dreams real big
Run up a sack and we off to fifth
White tees, used to pray for the drip
Bitch I'm grindin I ain't letting up now
Till the gang holding up buss downs
And we whipping a wraith not the bus round
On the road from the sun up to sun down
Want My mama be proud of her son now
We been thru some shit nothin fun now
Look
We been thru some shit nothin fun now
That's that Karma
Gotta keep yo head up 'case these niggas try to come up
And run up
I be staying down until my funds up
You can stay or leave cuz imma get that shit regardless
I be out here active you in room just like u Marvin
That's just how I feel you say you hungry bitch I'm starving
Food stamps running low we hit MB and stuff our pockets
I been too damn drippy Gucci stripes that's on my chanclas
We been going too hard who the fuck gon really top us
Get out the mud I'm tryna shake shit like mo bamba
Puttin in this work I gotta win can't take no longer
Big blunts in rotation speakers up lit to my song yeah
Let's get lit to my song yeah
Gotta keep yo head up 'case these niggas try to come up
And run up
I be staying down until my funds up
You can stay or leave cuz imma get that shit regardless
I be out here active you in room just like u Marvin
That's just how I feel you say you hungry bitch I'm starving
Food stamps running low we hit MB and stuff our pockets
I been too damn drippy Gucci stripes that's on my chanclas
We been going too hard who the fuck gon really top us
Get out the mud I'm tryna shake shit like mo bamba
Puttin in this work I gotta win can't take no longer
Big blunts in rotation speakers up lit to my song yeah
Let's get lit to my song yeah
Bro in booth off the D'Usse
Niggas hating give a fuck what you say
Prolly rat on ya mans like a goofy
And I'm coming for heads like a toupee
Wit my young nigga Movin that's AK
We gon take this over say May Day
And we lit off the Henny go aye aye
We lit of the Henny say aye aye
Sending shots but you prolly gon miss
Never thought I could get it like this
Dead broke wit no bread inna fridge
Pops struggling tryna deal with the kids
School called you won't believe what he did
Young nigga but my dreams real big
Run up a sack and we off to fifth
White tees, used to pray for the drip
Bitch I'm grindin I ain't letting up now
Till the gang holding up buss downs
And we whipping a wraith not the bus round
On the road from the sun up to sun down
Want My mama be proud of her son now
We been thru some shit nothin fun now
Look
We been thru some shit nothin fun now
That's that Karma
Gotta keep yo head up 'case these niggas try to come up
And run up
I be staying down until my funds up
You can stay or leave cuz imma get that shit regardless
I be out here active you in room just like u Marvin
That's just how I feel you say you hungry bitch I'm starving
Food stamps running low we hit MB and stuff our pockets
I been too damn drippy Gucci stripes that's on my chanclas
We been going too hard who the fuck gon really top us
Get out the mud I'm tryna shake shit like mo bamba
Puttin in this work I gotta win can't take no longer
Big blunts in rotation speakers up lit to my song yeah
Let's get lit to my song yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Rashid Abubakar
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