Comma's

Ayy, free my brother Mars Free all the crashers Gang Ayy, ayy, Mars stop twitching, boy You know I see you gang Ah, ah Gang In bed with twists and turns I check my day and see I'm free lad, I got shit to burn I brush my teeth and hit the road, shit I get straight to work She wanna sit in bed all day, but this bitch needs to learn I ain't no scrub, see, I ain't bummin', see, my shit comes first I go wherever I want, no need to be concerned If I run out, I know the plug so he gon' hit me first You don't want smoke, I think it's best that you go sit in church I call that shit reverse Karma, I been seeing comma's I wake up and she gon' give me top in her pajamas I'm gon' call up C and we gon' see if they want drama Then kick up my feet and probably smoke some marijuana, ah (ayy, ayy) In bed I twist and turn I grab a shank, I find an opp, and lad I'm twisting first They drop a diss, I'll drop a addy, let my youngins lurk They'll chew your fuckin' face with hollow tips, that's easy work Them boys can't break the curse Spook 'em like Halloween I'll pull that kitchen with that mask 'cause I love how they scream I know they see me in their dreams, I know they never sleep I get 'em chopped on a Friday, but this ain't the thirteenth So tell me who want beef with me Dramas, I'm dealing with drama Keep a eye out for these snakes, I can't get bit like a piranha Do me dirty once and I'm gon' pay you back with karma Do you like the way Obama caught up with Osama (ah) Two Glocks, two sticks, two blocks, two bricks, I came from rags to riches My shit ain't average, came out the mud with savages F*ck who want war with us, just know we ain't no amateurs Ain't trustin' no one, bitch, I'm scandalous I ain't no scrub, see, I ain't bummin', see, my shit comes first I go wherever I want, no need to be concerned If I run out, I know the plug so he gon' hit me first You don't want smoke, I think it's best that you go sit in church (yeah, aye, uh) I call that shit reverse I'm hoping they don't notice me, but I can't overthink I do a drill and kill my conscience right before I sleep I'm on the field, sword and shield, I do it for the team I leave 'em open like I'm Moses when he part the seas And every dog has his day just like a calendar One foot on the gas, forty-five up in the passenger They talkin' all that war but ain't the same caliber We grew up in the jungle, them boys know like David Attenborough They outside lookin' jealous 'bout the gang It's not 'bout how I'm talkin' when I'm saying that I slang (trap, trap) I'm retired now, I kick my feet up, do my dance I pull out the bands And my youngins run out, let it (bop, bop, bop, bop) Karma, I been seeing comma's I wake up and she gon' give me top in her pajamas I'm gon' call up C and we gon' see if they want drama Then kick up my feet and probably smoke some marijuana, ah Karma, I been seeing comma's I wake up and she gon' give me top in her pajamas I'm gon' call up C and we gon' see if they want drama Then kick up my feet and probably smoke some marijuana, ah