Karma

Aye, look

10 G's on a pick up

223'S and the clip tucked
Just in case it get rough
If they don't wanna see me move up
Get they damn whip chewed up
Zoning off these two cups
Two months I got the juice plugged

Crown Vic pull up to my spot I got the goosebumps
They ain't busting down shit you can't fool us
Quarter kick of dog food and a few stunts
Got me feeling like a big dog on the plasma
The feds wanna see me locked with my hands up
Everyday I think of how karma gon' answer
Then after that I get back to running bands up

Aye, I had no choice but to bounce back
Had no choice but to give the trap a soundtrack
Interstate I'm at your place in an hour flat

Had the spot going up we still ain't found a rat
Brown bag, blue strips, or pounds of liver
You had to move work to understand the scripture
Riding in that vert, I ain't off liquor
But it's swanging back and forth this a hot winter
Young and heavy in the game but don't quote that
They caught him at the light and gave him four flats

Dose stacks up high we get low packs

20 On the way out of state caravan
Spare the man? Never that
Lose the red and blues if I scoop the jag
Abuse the slap looking for a few to snatch
Quick bands out a bitch I refuse to slack