K a R M A

Is it me?
Is it me?
Is it me?

Is it me? Or these pills getting harder to swallow
The more heavy with the bottle, the deeper I get in my sorrow
With my foot on the throttle, live it up like no tomorrow
Ima roll this bitch up and unpack all my cargo

Fresh up out the lab check out new sounds
The way I'm beating on the mic I need to cool down
They slapping it, bopping they heads I'm in the loop now
If I'm dropping it, I'm bombing it thru different towns

If I'm dropping it, I'm bombing it
Proud of all my accomplishments
I'm a man of my words but broken many promises
I know I ain't perfect, the road there I'm still running it
I'll try and fail again but fuck it, it's that confidence

Passport looking like I went from state to states
Helped pops with the bens fresh miles and paper plates
When all I do is help I wonder why they hate
Used to run from that shit now I get mad when they ain't

What pain you hadda face? (Huh?)
What's risks you hadda take? (Huh?)
At the first sign of struggle, you run the other way! (Huuuhh?)
Not me, I'm snatching plates
Throwing Frankie's in the safe
Tired to knock me off my pivot but made sure my strafe is straight

It's okay you can look I know I look good (Look guud)
But don't test me cuz I'm dangerous
Highly potent, venomous
Bars can keep on getting them (Ha)
When I take off ain't no settling (Ha)
Don't wanna grind for a check, You rather wait up on a settlement? (Aahhh)

Get on a beat and I wild out
I got a lot of folks trnna peep my style out (Style out)
Trnna compete with me how if they a mile down? (Mile down)
First they got to compete with them self and beat they own doubts

Don't get cracked thru the cracked window
We smoking indo with no issues, glass looking like a black limo
Spark up just to ease the mental (Ease the mental)
I'm looking at this bully right now like this will come and get you (It gone get you)

When I glimpse up in the mirror I see a winner
Stone cold killer, who put on for my illas
Eat these rappers up for dinner
Still hungry I keep on killing
I Ain't no sparing no feeling
Despite on how you feeling
You feel me? (Feel me?)

But I don't think that they do (Nah they don't)
Now I'm thinking all I can do is give clues (Yeah)
Don't wear it if you don't fit in the shoe
And look out for clown cuz the clown just might be you

(And that's some)
True shit
Real recognize real they'll feel this (Feel this)
With a target on my back watch them still miss (Still miss)
Ion' get mad, I sit back and watch karma they ass
Now that's a real bitch

True shit (True shit)
Real recognize real they'll feel this (Feel this)
With a target on my back watch them still miss (Still miss)
Ion' get mad, I sit back and watch karma they ass
Now that's a real bitch

True shit (True shit)
Real recognize real they'll feel this (Feel this)
With a target on my back watch them still miss (Still miss)
Ion' get mad, I sit back and watch karma they ass
Now that's a real bitch
True shit... (True shit)



Credits
Writer(s): Bustdown Vic
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