KrAzY Talk

King Karma Dynasty, boy, I'm the best
Just woke up from drowning water on my neck
I'm watching the time, a TV Patek
That's money in my mind, it's causing my stress
But causing me paper, I'm writing a check
List full of sins, death by king

Bow lil' nigga, your sis' bring me gin
Your mom bring me fruit, something for thought
Remember your roots, stomp hard in your boots
I'll stomp on your hand to make me a grand
See, I don't do handouts, maybe an advance
I'll prove myself before you give me the chance

I just copped a gram, your bitch in my hand
And I won't keep her though, won't see her again
A popular stigma I like to fit in
I don't hate to lose, but love me a win
That's my blood on my hands, this time no advance
My mental can dance, it looks like yours can't

Karma feel like Metro had 'em in a trance
You look just like me when I'm sipping lean
I'm throwing up heartbreak that's blood on my jeans
I'm wishing me well, my mom blocking spells
'Cause I don't got time to pray for myself
('Cause I don't got time to pray for myself)

My shoes are real loose, I can't tie 'em myself
I tripped in a grave, they're playing a game
My roots back to haunt me, been working all day
Ain't eaten in hours, still minimum wage
And minimum days, I still feel exhausted
In bed, I'ma lay, working on myself or wasting the day