karma freestyle

I'm the main priority, don't gotta wait
Steady blow up my phone, get away
What do you want? Wanna fuck me over
You was a snake, friendship over
Rockin all black, tinted range rover
Lucky, like a three leaf clover

Say I'm too lit never see me on PBS
You need a GPS you gettin lost
Crazy like Denzel but I need my clout
So I carry the blicky wit all of my shots
Acting a fool so I get me a bag
I'm a CEO I go from Ricky to Ross
Know that I love it when I win the case
I'm the best in the game you can call me the boss
Owen The Rapper you heard of my name up in Fair Lawn
I know I can put that on god
Flow from dababy so maybe you sayin
I'm packin a glock like it's mufuckin COD
I'm from the suburbs but came from the ville
I blew up on the scene just like I am Sadam
They really playin round I hear em sayin loud
You know that this guy Armani he the bomb
Chasin the game man I never could catch it
If rappin is Jerry you know that I'm Tom
The little is killin me literal pissing me off when
I say that I'm big like I'm Sean
Say that I'm trash but these labels been seein my music and
You know I been gettin calls
You say you pull up with all of yo squad
But I know that you don't have the mufuckin balls

Guess I just do what I wanna
No Gucci no fendi no mufuckin prada
Not a sky walker bitch I ain't no father
Don't like no problems no talk or the drama
Give that boy trauma the trauma the trauma
I keep a choppa to chop up the shottas
I keep a choppa no baby like sada
Yea I keep a choppa da choppa da choppa
Ha nah you know I'm just kidding
From Owen to Atrain to YBG Fidee
Always be talking but never no blicky
Pen and a blunt in my hand like I'm diddy
Want what I need boy what's next like I'm drizzy
Beat ya ass up I ain't lying no kizzy
The sitchy get sticky I caught him no blicky
No blicky no blicky like mufuckin Nicky
Its over,
He bleeding out on the pavement
He taking his very last breaths
He look in my eyes
He started begging for mercy
But all that he's getting is death
I blow this shit like a mufucking whistle
But the last thing that I am is a ref
He close his eyes and he clenches his teeth
I end his life now im shooting like steph
Blood on my jordans boy I get to shootin
Go ham on the trigger boy I'm goin stupid
They must think I'm Lil Tjay or Jay Critch
The way that I'm ballin like 2k I'm Ruthless
Like boy look at OTR ain't no one stopping him
7.62 I dunno what the problem is
Runnin up numbers boy this the approximate
Glock at his neck now he gasping for oxygen

Say I'm too lit never see me on PBS
You need a GPS you gettin lost
Crazy like Denzel but I need my clout
So I carry the blicky wit all of my shots
Acting a fool so I get me a bag
I'm a CEO I go from Ricky to Ross
Know that I love it when I win the case
I'm the best in the game you can call me the boss
Owen The Rapper you heard of my name up in Fair Lawn
I know I can put that on god
Flow from dababy so maybe you sayin
I'm packin a glock like it's mufuckin COD
I'm from the suburbs but came from the ville
I blew up on the scene just like I am Sadam
They really playin round I hear em sayin loud
You know that this guy Armani he the bomb
Chasin the game man I never could catch it
If rappin is Jerry you know that I'm Tom
The little is killin me literal pissing me off when
I say that I'm big like I'm Sean
Say that I'm trash but these labels been seein my music and
You know I been gettin calls
You say you pull up with all of yo squad
But I know that you don't have the mufuckin balls



Credits
Writer(s): Owen P Abrams
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