Karma

I got a bag, I got a bag I got a bag I gotta get I got a bad Bad lil' bit Doing the dash We finally rich You can't be mad, you can't be mad You get what you give, you get what you give You can't be mad, you can't be mad You get what you give, you get what you give Born to rock out, what a career Had to push the needle like I'm ridin'with the cure The block needed healin' every time I'm here I can see it in your face you don't gotta say how ya feel I got all these chains so what it came with the gift Baby this ain't the past, the future is here Been through some shit that I wish wasn't real You see the glory, not the blood, sweat, tears Had you feelin' special, that's cause they needed you You gotta see it through They go throw stones and hide their hand I'ma pop a rubber band, pop it on your ass I got a bag, I got a bag I got a bag I gotta get I got a bad Bad lil' bit Doing the dash We finally rich You can't be mad, you can't be mad You get what you give, you get what you give You can't be mad, you can't be mad You get what you give, you get what you give