Instant Karma

High as ever off the doja now who want the smoke
This is serious business hoe this is not a joke
We got legends and killers the villains and the heroes
Will he ever be defeated only heaven knows
Haaah
That bitch let me in her car
I got a hundred million dollar snickers bar
These pussy niggas really thinking they got bars
I know a bitch that'll put you in the stars
This is hip hop my nigga you got it all confused
You go to jail when you hit a lick i am not amused
I bring the pressure so hater rappers they blow a fuse
I bring a lesson to stupid children they know the rules
Uh
Yea i dropped out of school
It was too many lame niggas thinking they cool
Till i get bloody knuckles I got the game plan
I'll leave yo girl with a puddle she call me rain man

I'm something like Michael Jordan in 94
Slightly active but shawty I got em keeping score
Always high nigga, I'm in the stars forever
Always drunk nigga, I got them bars forever
Thinking that they offending me they are not clever
I keep on burning they ass up like some hot leather
And we ain't turning yo ass up cause my music better
Yo girl tooting her ass up cause I get her wetter
I'm all about the money money my only endeavors
Young entrepreneur with a hell of a schedule
Smoking on good Kush I got the party cloudy
I'm a hurricane, You only partly cloudy
Uh
Jealous niggas looking pouty
If he run up on my rebels we can make it rowdy
Love the feeling of laughing at them because they doubt me
Uh
Fuck opinions they don't know about me

This ain't recommended i won't condone it
I just might use a torcher to my opponents
I can't pass the torch to you i gotta own it
How I jumped off the porch with it I'm not ya homie
I'm a youngin gone be getting money till im old
By the time i'm old nigga i'll be rich as gold
Fuck bitches get money a real nigga goal
These niggas burning they bridges they got to pay a toll
Story of the best gangster ever was never told
If you say that you a gangsta then you know da code
You got the loudest silence like a puppet at ya shows
We'll turn a rapper to a skeleton don't get exposed
The girl really want me
I hate to impose
My eyes like cameras i make that pussy pose
Whoa
Open up them heaven doors you was tryna stop me
Now that's instant karma for your soul



Credits
Writer(s): Randall Iszard
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