Karma
Like we was on the same team
Repping all the same things
Now you playing harder
And I can't explain things
I can't even go out when you playing games
Gotta call mayday
Can't find ya
Guess that's karma
Said I guess that karma
(Yeah, yeah)
Look at the bigger picture
If they love you they leave you and then dismiss ya
I got too many memories to forget ya
I got too many hitters to catch ya slippin'
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick just one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
But you drive me crazy
CLA mercedes
But the Coupe go harder
Want you in it you my main thing
Racks in the middle like Roddy Rich
One false move and i'll bag ya bitch
Do it for myself, never ask for shit
I don't do no hand outs and I never quit
This 'boutta blow like clouds then i'm ashing it
Yeah i'm so close that i'm grasping it
Foot on the pedal i'm gassing it
I can't do love again
If she show love then i'm passing it
Yeah, yeah
One more night away, it's gon' cause a lot of pain
I'm still getting paid
Put the Guala in ya face
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick just one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick just one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
All of the shit that be all in my brain
I feel like I might really go insane
Bitch I'm never here for your games
You better watch it, stay in your lane
I cannot run and I cannot hide
Bitches really always killing my vibe
Bitches really fucking up my whole life
So I'mma just get high, yeah
Roll, roll, rolling with the gang, nah
Fuck you, you just wanna steal my life
Fuck you, you just wanna waste my time
And all these other bitches wanna take my pride
I just wanna be the one that takes the time
And I just wanna be the one that takes what's mine
I'mma get the bag it's gon' be fine
I'mma get the ass it's wine and dine
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick just one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
Repping all the same things
Now you playing harder
And I can't explain things
I can't even go out when you playing games
Gotta call mayday
Can't find ya
Guess that's karma
Said I guess that karma
(Yeah, yeah)
Look at the bigger picture
If they love you they leave you and then dismiss ya
I got too many memories to forget ya
I got too many hitters to catch ya slippin'
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick just one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
But you drive me crazy
CLA mercedes
But the Coupe go harder
Want you in it you my main thing
Racks in the middle like Roddy Rich
One false move and i'll bag ya bitch
Do it for myself, never ask for shit
I don't do no hand outs and I never quit
This 'boutta blow like clouds then i'm ashing it
Yeah i'm so close that i'm grasping it
Foot on the pedal i'm gassing it
I can't do love again
If she show love then i'm passing it
Yeah, yeah
One more night away, it's gon' cause a lot of pain
I'm still getting paid
Put the Guala in ya face
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick just one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick just one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
All of the shit that be all in my brain
I feel like I might really go insane
Bitch I'm never here for your games
You better watch it, stay in your lane
I cannot run and I cannot hide
Bitches really always killing my vibe
Bitches really fucking up my whole life
So I'mma just get high, yeah
Roll, roll, rolling with the gang, nah
Fuck you, you just wanna steal my life
Fuck you, you just wanna waste my time
And all these other bitches wanna take my pride
I just wanna be the one that takes the time
And I just wanna be the one that takes what's mine
I'mma get the bag it's gon' be fine
I'mma get the ass it's wine and dine
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
On & on (on & on)
Can't pick one (can't pick one)
Can't tell when you're on or off
Cause you can't pick just one
Fill up my cup
Can't have just one
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Kallis
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