Crypto Karma

[Intro] Ain't no different from my pops, yeah Trading screens light up at night Like them casino signs he chased, yeah [Verse 1] Red candles burning like my bloodshot eyes Margin calls got me feeling just like dad at dice Stacking profits, then it all just multiplies But the dip keeps dipping, f*ck these market lies Growing up, I saw him chase that dealer's face Now I'm chasing graphs, same fucking place Different hustle, same old desperate race Buddhist prayers couldn't save us from disgrace [Chorus] All these coins can't buy peace of mind Trading futures but the past won't die Daddy's demons in my trading line Generational curse, we can't rewind F*ck it up, then double down Watch it crash straight to the ground Just like father, just like son Digital dice, we're never done [Verse 2] Factory smoke where my pops used to slave Now I'm mining profits from these market waves Loan sharks calling, got new names these days Liquidation notices, same old ways 3 AM positions, can't sleep right Candlesticks dancing in the blue screen light Inherited trauma in my trading sites Chasing losses till the morning light [Outro] Still gambling, just like you Different tokens, same old blues Still gambling, just like you Different tokens, same old blues