KARMA

They ain't gone run down on me
They don't want problems
Man, the last time they tried to run down on me
Spun round like karma
Yall nigga aint near bout homies
Whole aura scream Opper
We was still outside when the eyes got on us
Now who gone stop us?

They aint gone run down on me
They don't want problems
Man, the last time they tried to run down on me
Spun round like karma
Yall nigga aint near bout homies
Whole aura scream Opper
We was still outside when the eyes got on us
Now who gone stop us?

Used to be death by designer
Now you dying in it. Who the pack, now?
Have your team on recliner
I'm the reason they reach for the straps now
Shit get that wild
Have my shooters popping up like Lul Tim
If we spin it, once, we gone spin again
Fuck a chest shot, we aiming for the brim
Knock his brains out, that's above the rim
Catch em posted up, bitch, we sending em
Wipe that nigga nose, had his grip on em
Watch that blood run, don't you step in it
Bitch, I up this grip and I feel like Steph with it
Pussy boy, don't you know, you can get left with it?
Yeah that's a definite, from down the block
Deep range specialist
Inkgang to the death of us

Big homie back outside
We come alive when it turn pitch black outside
Was rolling in tanks and I had to black out mine
They still spin every time it get hot outside

Everybody wanna be that nigga
That been the gang, already
Tell the chief at Pappadeaux
Have my gater ready
Daddy's home
Lately, the way I been playin it, got em saying that this is his best run
On the road to better things, I started gassing myself up
Bright as my days, have been getting, lately, I'm accepting all shade
I done came alive, on the east side, where they was sliding, all day
They saying that they really with the troops, we was with it, too, with the gang
Before yo mans in this backwood
it was timberland boots on his grave

They aint gone run down on me
They don't want problems
Man, the last time they tried to run down on me
Spun round like karma
Yall nigga aint near bout homies
Whole aura scream Opper
We was still outside when the eyes got on us
Now who gone stop us?

My niggas was outside, when we was broke
My niggas been outside, where you can get smoked
And bitch we been outside
That opp what we tote

It's always the women with empty mits complaining like Trey is handful
Probably why they forgot my name
It's cool, keep calling me handsome
They know that I got it, that's why they plotting like I done got em to hand some
Of it to me
Take it for payment, we ran some
Up in the street
My cup ranith over with sip in my challace
The body's a temple, I'm building a palace
Ain't heard of Big T, well, they know me in Dallas
Where they swam with the sharks and paranas
I'm from the state where they pouring a duces in a fanta
Be sizzy before they can wake up
I had to give up on the lean
That mean that I keep it straight up
They want the Luis, the Gucci, Dior
They asking me for me, and more
They say when it rain, it pours
Karma come quick when it's war
We was problematic, prolly palming matics, I was all in the traffic with the gang
Having lamas Barkin, All the drama started That was Karma callin by our name
I wanna buy me a porch
I wanna get me a beamer
Women be hitting the door right after they promise that they never leaving
I wasn't praying to lord
I aint have much to believe in
But heaven knows, I'm so tired of dealing with demons

It feels like my cities bleeding
Bleeding
Ever since I said I'm leaving
I'm leaving
I won't lie, no, I won't pretend
Won't pretend
They gone feel this energy when I touch down on the east end

Niggas ain't gone run down on me
They don't want problems
Man, the last time they tried to run down on me
Spun round like karma
Yall nigga aint near bout homies
Whole aura scream Opper
We was still outside when the eyes got on us
Now who gone stop us?



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Writer(s): Devontay Bradshaw
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