Karma

They call me karma I'm from the ville I keep it real Stay way from drama and get my gwala Too many bills Ain't got no time for petty beef I need a meal It ain't no topic if it ain't me just be for real These niggas gossip like they some bitches go get some money How you profit if you ain't working you looking bummy You a dummy down bad bitch go stand out Get off yo ass stop always looking for a hand out Always got your hands out You was hating you a fan now Wanna be my friend Cause they see these bands out I got some shit up in my mouth that you can see from the stands I just wouldn't be me if I don't talk these rubber bands Sticking to the plan cause the code never fold I'm too old to be playing these lil games with you hoes Never told if you know keep that shit on the low On the hush don't repeat what you heard to the po I set it off like jada f*ck a hater you ain't fearing shit I want all of it no percentage bitch I ain't hearing shit If you ain't know then now you know this shit is not a game Antisocial shit I get my money, & stay in my lane This beast can't be tamed Kodak moment anywhere I go But this can't be framed Pass the blunt around like merry go That shit keep me sane Cause I swear Humans fucking slow On another plane You can't reach me tho, not even on your tippy toe Pass the mic like give and go Crazy bars just like Mystikal I heard that them niggas was looking for me well here I go Pop up like what's up but they know what's up they don't want no smoke Focused on my paper no hating I'm never going broke Nah, Focused on my paper no hating I'm never going broke Nah never, Never!