Lyrics Lightwork Freestyle - Karma

Brigade
Oi Sapph, turn me up
The best of drill, the Brigade network
Ride out, oh shit man I really take risk when I handle this journey
These half-heart yutes ain't worthy
They ain't on shit, no your niggas ain't certy
Yeah, the ends too hot who's thirsty cah, anyone can hold this pergy
Late nights on my ride out creps,
Cah I crep and cheff, cah I really play dirty
Yo, pull up on yutes too dirty,
Thirsty, don't say please don't hurt me
Wordy, I ain't gonna show no mercy
Don't talk on my name or curse me,
Road talk, none of that talk gon' hurt me
I really step on your block get lurky
Stop talk on my name for clout,
Don't mention my name where it don't concern me
Yo, you can lose your life too early,
Me and my shank like Bert and Ernie
Can't slip, I ain't scared of death,
My life is ments but I wanna be 30
I wanna be 40, none of this guilt don't haunt me
I still feel good when my nank get saucy
Yutes get shot cah our man too ballsy
Its things on the jakes don't pull me,
But it's cold on the road with Sippy
These opps try claim they did me,
But I don't lack, I wouldn't be that silly
Cheff who's next, Imma put it through necks
See it turn red, boy it ain't no hickie
We run this borough, we're really tryna run this city
Ride out, oh shit man I really take risk when I handle the strip, shit
I go through the maddest of shit cah
I done sent guys on ambulance strips
I'm a badman nah, I ain't no bitch,
Why you think gyally wan' take this dick
They didn't wanna know my pain,
Now they know my name from the pain I give
Yo, they didn't wanna know my name,
Now they know my name cah I made it big
Came home and I'm bored of rapping
Already, I just wanna make these chips
We love shave these kids
We love roll round, all gassed, splash, we love put pain in pricks
The pain we put mothers through
And others too, zoo, that's what my brothers do
Yo, 3 PS in the juvie, no movie, he's coming soon
And, gyally wanna puff my doobie and do me
But I just want uckee boo
She said "I'm in love with you"
That's neat, but I ain't in love with her
No, I fell in love with streets
Get money and beef, funds and dirt
Insert and plug my shank into shirts
I just love when I bore these nerds
Yeah I bored up man a man's brother
For loving his brother like V9's words
Word, juice on me like thirst
First things first, don't hide, we lurk
Nan keeps telling me I need church
But I know that it ain't gon work
I can see it on her face she's hurt
Cause this ain't the life she craves for her's
Word, I'm just tryin to make this work
But I'm still on the curb, finna leave man earth
My heart's not clean, it's dirt
Feds know, so [?], I'm searched
Uno, dos, tres
Bring back Max, he's tapped
Ballys and gloves, opps know we [?]
How you chat when your friends got packed
None of that wass gonna bring them back
Facts, them man spittin from acts
RMSav put shings in hats
Yes, Kweng just slapped that wap
But his aim was off so he hit that yat
Them man ain't opps, they're fans
Facts, they wanna be 2, no cap
We don't wanna be like them cah dem beef [?] and they beef, we bang
We don't wanna be like them, but them man there wanna be like gang
And we don't wanna be like them, but them man there wanna be like us
Cah we got spots and blades
Word to PS, no razor bumps
Jumpin' out whips and shaving punks
This gyally all thinks she's peng
She hurt like a skeng, cane and bust
Her body makes up for her face
But same way she a dead J like Hus
How many got shaved by us?
How many names did I name my [?]
And [?] for the bricks
Same way the opps can't wave like us
Them guys ain't brave like us
Why you think that the jakes put blame on us?
Trust, them guys ain't brave like us
Why you think that the jakes put blame on us?
Yo, jump in the ride, man's ridin'
Passenger side, tellin' brobro write him off
Do wrong on my [gang], I'mma dice him, knife him
Dashin, and I'm doin' up python
Stab man's back, tryin to twist and tighten
I love riding, riding, riding
Shape ups get shaved on violence
RMSav done did it, no lyin'
Opps dem cryin' cause their friends keep dying
I'm just laughin', dying, dying
Lemme just bill up the Incog, fry him
Now I'm tired
Them man need more than god
Them man need more than science
Them man need a time machine
To go redeem cause they're retired
They're retired, them man need a time machine
To go redeem cause they're retired
They're retired
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