Karma

You know I'm the man with the plan
I walk a band I lay out the land
I cannot fuck with your friends
After what I've found I can't make amends
They talking 'bout you with no end
When you're not around I cannot pretend
Voices inside of my head
I'd rather be dead can't feel like a man
You know I'm the man with the plan
I walk a band I lay out the land
I cannot fuck with your friends
After what I've found I can't make amends
They talking 'bout you with no end
When you're not around I cannot pretend
Voices inside of my head
I'd rather be dead can't feel like a man, oh

Everything's fine, look in my eyes
Sit on the porch while we listen to chimes
It's a sign of the times
How you gon' see if the whole world is blind
How you gon' breath if you ain't got the pines
How is it your's when I checked it was mines
I used to scrape for them nickels and dimes
Now I eat grapes newly picked from the vines
Shit is divine, uh
I got room for one more
So go hop in the ride
Shits too real to go slow
But it's alright
Cause life never fast in the cold
And we to real to get old
And we to real to get old, yeah yeah yeah

Been ruthless since the get go
Go back to swapping friend codes
Same kid still comes to my shows
That shit is crazy I know
I'm thankful for the support
When sundy had the mini fro
Making hits from the backyard
Didn't think I'd make it this far

Make moves get a implant
Me and my team get big bands
An' I'm strapped with a tin can
Shit sound like a pit band
Move swift I'm a hitman
Reach for the sky big wingspan
Know I stay 10 toes
Got a good eye for the quicksand

You know I'm the man with the plan
I walk a band I lay out the land
I cannot fuck with your friends
After what I've found I can't make amends
They talking 'bout you with no end
When you're not around I cannot pretend
Voices inside of my head
I'd rather be dead can't feel like a man, oh

All that chirp is for the birds, yeah it's for them pigeons
I just count my digits, drop my bag and keep on spending
We stay on our grind but niggas stay bad wishing
In the backseat of the range, need more ammunition
Ay, he won't listen, talk that shit gon' meet my weapon
Opposition can't find me I always switch position
Step up to the pitch with a hole up in your mitten
Yuh, on a mission, slide with the stick take less than a minute

Where I go, I come through cut throat
What you get, nigga we get double
AK belt nigga we stay buckled
Can't see shit when you look down the muzzle
We step, nigga you stumble
You gon crack, you gon crumble
Move through waters troubled
Feel that karma, struggle

This pandemic almost killed me but I didn't get no virus
You should cherish what you're given, this is Minnesota's finest
Wipe his sinus, lost in the crib like a stylus
Fit so stupid, think I need a stylist
If you alt-right pussy I got fuckin bias
Ok?

All rise for the greatest, yuh
High fives cause we made it, yuh
High Time on a playlist yeah, yuh
45 for the haters, yuh
Online with racists, never catch me slipping, leave em on the pavement, yuh
Super sonic, I ain't racing, yuh
Hottest shit out the basement, yuh

Lil rooster made it far from the barn
We all up in, over and on
If I hit it then it's gone
Say it easy, you make a song
Sifting through a pond
Come baby let's get lost