karmaa

(Hold on I got to say this I got to say this what he say, he say)

(Karma don't play about me boy, you play and you gone meet yo fate)

(Shining from the Sun I'm made, watch out boy yo ass a lame)

On the grind every day

Wake up get to this shit like soon as the Sun hit on my face

Niggas be in the way

Can't slow down I can't hesitate for none, it's too much on my plate

Send me that cash amount, I'll lock you in but I just need my pape

It's funny how, all I do is show love and I'm catching hate

Like fuck that phony kicking, keep my distance bounce back to that lane

Money on my mind I need some millions in my safe and bank