K4RM4

Son of a bitch.... Don't f*ck around with karma Imma f*ck a bitch up and send em to a docta I am spitting fire I don't need no fucking vodka I been tryna change shit you too worried bout a comma Don't f*ck around with karma Imma f*ck a bitch up and send em to a docta I am spitting fire I don't need no fucking vodka I been tryna change shit you too worried bout a comma Like whatchu tryna fucking prove If you hating on my path you can fucking move Sorry I'm the real shit and you a fucking spoof Got the whole scene turning on you guess they disapprove On what you tryna say bout me Sorry I got homies that don't fucking play bout me Every fucking opp making they whole day bout me Even if to Satan know they fucking pray bout me And they praying on my down fall Put middle fingers up and standing with my crown tall Counting up successes man all while making clowns fall Like it's clash of clans and I'm blowing up they town hall Cause karma's gonna get ya Don't think you'll believe the shit until a bullet hits ya Only took some bullshit just for them to fucking switch up Turned it all around and then they try to play the victim Man I think this shit is stupid Only is a problem when I'm talking and the truth hits Then I need to "calm down" cause I'm being fucking ruthless Get yo bum ass back to work and stop being so useless You live at yo mama house Lying on my name so what really is this drama bout Talking on my name bro imma have to knock 'em out This shit is just fun and games til I gotta stomp em out Look out I'm right behind ya Keep yo ass in line cause I know right where to find ya Think this shit is sweet til I leave em with a shiner I dont need a chorus man but here's a quick reminder Don't f*ck around with karma Imma f*ck a bitch up and send em to a docta I am spitting fire I don't need no fucking vodka I been tryna change shit you too worried bout a comma