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Karma like a seamstress she been tying up the loose ends

Mind been feeling hazy but at night I'm dreaming lucid

I feel these niggas hating, I turned into a nuisance

The world been super shady, don't care about yo two cents

Been running up them blue strips, we balling like some blue chips

The devil tryna wager, I don't accept no favors

Can't coalesce with strangers, my third eye screaming danger

Stay rugged like some wranglers, them demons tryna strangle

Can never get entangled, the reaper wanna tango

Can't fool around with fake friends, won't entertain you lame hoes

You use to be my main man, we use to wear the same clothes

You turned into a bitch nigga why the fuck you change bro