Karma Lyrics

What goes around comes around and go back around So when I shoot my 2-2-3 I turn my back around And I shoot the other way

Nobody ask me if I'm straight These niggas claim I'm being fake

But I'm just tryna make a change I'm just tryna live a day that I ain't gotta feel this pain

Keep that fuck shit out my face Don't worry about me, I be straight

You turn your back on me, that shit would never change

Better watch who you call game, boy, you gotta play it safe

Why these fuck niggas hate? Steady mentionin' my name

Don't come around me with that bullshit, actin' strange

Or this voidy gon' creep up on you and put you in the grave

If I rock, I roll, keep one inside the hole

A nigga walk up on me, pressin' that issue, a nigga gon' blow

Keep in mind, when you gone, boy, you gone A future wife, life, kids, and a home

You say you want B, but it's Kevin of Joe So think twice before you say you want smoke

I done did a lot of shit in this lifetime I hope the Lord forgive me

I have my back against the wall, don't know what's in them trenches

Can't touch a bag without your team or they start actin' different

Keep it a hundred, they still switch up when you feed them niggas

What goes around, comes around, then go back around

So when I shoot my .223, I turn my back around

And I shoot the other way

Nobody ask me if I'm straight

These niggas claim I'm being fake

But I'm just tryna make a change, I'm just tryna limitate it

I ain't gotta feel this pain

Keep that fuck shit out my face

Don't worry about me, I be straight

You turn your back on me, that shit would never change

Better watch who you call game, boy, you gotta play it safe

I intend to play it safe, .30 hanging off my waist

You think I got it just for show until I up it at his face

I ain't coming for no problems, if you start it, I'ma solve it

Jumping out this Hellcat Charger with this dirty-ass revolver

Mama told me, watch my back, because them niggas plotting

She said, stop flexing on the snap, because them niggas watching

Don't spend a dollar on a bitch, keep that in your pocket

Fuck all that extra shopping, strip clubbing, bottle popping

She said, accumulate your funds, stack it real low

And ride with the same method till the wheels go

Don't give a fuck about how you feel, my brother's still gone

It seems like when I do right, something's still wrong

What goes around, comes around, then go back around

So when I shoot my .223, I turn my back around

And I shoot the other way

Nobody ask me if I'm straight

These niggas claim I'm being fake

But I'm just trying to make a change

I'm just trying to live a day that I ain't gotta feel this pain

Keep that fuck shit out my face

Don't worry about me, I be straight

You turn your back on me, that shit will never change

Better watch who you call gang, boy, you gotta play it safe

Keep that fuck shit out my face

Don't worry about me, I be straight

You turn your back on me, that shit will never change

Better watch who you call gang, boy, you gotta play it safe