Bad Karma (feat. Chris Snakes)

I've been Thinking to myself
My life be moving fast
I keep thinking bout what's next
I seem to be slow when It's comes to my success
I done Made a lotta friends, and they be wishing me the best

Anyways
Told my momma, I'm aiming for they necks
Rapping for that cash, Time be moving way too fast
About 2 years ago you almost thought I wouldn't last
And now I'm 2 years ahead I'm floating all over they heads

Listen here, Mind is sober
Always got my vision clear
Always knew that It would take a while
Just to make it here
Always knew you wouldn't be around
When I make it here
Always knew That I would make you proud
I Wish you was here

Momma
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm just waiting for my come up
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm afraid of bad karma
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm just waiting for my come up

And now it's
You cannot say so, What is you be saying
If you ain't talking about them Pesos
Tell em you fuck you, pay me
Need my money like I'm Bezos
Know i keep on saying
That that money is that main goal, I put my money first
Guess I'm manifesting
Hide inside the universe
They don't understand me
Feel like I'm not friendly
Hop inside depression, feeling like ain't got no Melodies
Tell Me what's the Plan B, I don't need no Plan B
We don't need to plan things
God be in control of all the things that we be praying for
Way too young to give up on them dreams
That I been wishing for Don't compare me to so and so
Got a couple things i be working on

Momma
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm just waiting for my come up
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm afraid of bad karma
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm just waiting for my come up

Momma
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm just waiting for my come up
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm afraid of bad karma
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm just waiting for my come up

Been outta the ordinary
I'm stagnant I'm solitary
My mama called it's your time
She said that my boy is ready

My Pa said with that music ohhhh ohhh it's unnecessary
Man fuck i said I'm ready
Artta get it by any means

Forget about last year, you ain't seen nothing yet
This year I'm finna touch more paper then a cashier
Oh wait since rapping I been feeling like a great
Tell who else nigga can relate but

Im back on my horse now is you riding or you politicking
The fire that scorches from my mental just ignites my vision
I'd die for my city, I raise up and start uplifting
My brothers from the struggling homes who pose as non malicious
Do this shit for

Momma
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm just waiting for my come up
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm afraid of bad karma
I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm just waiting for my come up



Credits
Writer(s): Makabongwe Dube
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