GooD KarMa

Ho shit get praised and real shit get overlooked often (Ayy, good lookin', Ashton) Look, tss The good niggas dyin' young or they bitch gettin' fucked Ho niggas hit the crib and they dick gettin' sucked Fake niggas got it all, pullin' rich nigga stunts And real niggas strugglin' to pay the rent for the month See a classy workin' girl and y'all don't even take her serious A bitch sell her body, everybody yellin', "Period" It's some homebody real bitches gettin' cheated on But I know a bitch that party and her nigga be at home I know a deadbeat that still f*ck his baby mama I know a real father that don't know he ain't the father I know a bad kid that's livin' good, get paid allowance I know a good kid that get abused in vacant housing Bitches do the bad niggas good and the good ones bad That's why niggas get to doggin' bitches out they pussycat Gang and 'nem sip lean to numb the pain, but I ain't good at that Bro keep puttin' lines in my face like I took a nap I know killers puttin' holes in niggas like a black olive I know a young smart nigga screamin' Black power They treat the smart one like he dumb and try to blackball him Then they treat the dumb one like he smart and make him rap artist How they say bein' good-hearted bring you good karma? I done got bitches took from me that I took flowers Niggas make the bad bitches wifey when they should dog 'em Then they do the good ones slimier than overcooked ramen Niggas writin' ten-page statements like a book author They come home, y'all show 'em love and make 'em look solid Solid niggas doin' life, nobody from they hood call 'em Ho shit get praised and real shit get overlooked often (ayy, ayy, ayy) Swerv finally touched riches, took enough time (enough time) Fucked so many niggas bitches, I can't trust mine When you niggas hittin' motion, I was stuck grindin' (stuck) How they talkin' like I owe 'em 'cause I'm up shinin'? (I don't give a f*ck) I ain't trippin', still deliver when it's crunch time (ayy) Cop a Rolls and a Bentley off of punchlines (ayy, ayy) Speakin' of the millies, gave away a bunch of mine (bunch of mine) If you ain't here to contribute, get the f*ck from 'round me I was only givin' praise, they was tryna down me (tryna down me) Bought some glizzys and some K's, paid a couple bounties (paid a couple bounties, ah) When they kids was gettin' raised, they was in the county I was waitin' to hear thanks, but they never found me Put the kingdom on back, they ain't never crowned me (no) Wifey's could've got cracked and they still hound me (yeah) Bitch say she want my heart, told her cook for it (cook for it) Type of bitch steal shit, help you look for it (help you look for it) And I spend this shit like I hit a jugg for it Really in the club lit, I just look bored I got two, three kids 'bout to have four (phew) Six figures for this shit, but it look like more (phew) Been on Channel 7 News, I been on Forbes (on Forbes) Spent blocks, been on hits and I been on tours Young teen, was the shit, I ain't have chores Fast forward twelve years, now this shit galore Uh, uh, yeah (phew, uh) Uh (no bap) Swerv, G Herbo (Big Swerv)