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heard of my bitch and her name is karma
Karma , yeahh her name was karma….
Man was buried alive by take care, still love riding old rappers dicks
Lil man

the city so they know my body
Pour me another wait
Roll me another I feel like a zombie
The liquor inside me
It turn to a hobby
My shorty don't like it
She

you don't pick up the phone
It's not the fact that you moved on Really feeling like you did me wrong
Lately feeling like you let me on Don't know what

and shit
Poppin shit cause I want to doe we at ya do

Verse 1

If you ont know the name it's Maljhai 
I'm fuckin poppin man what can I say 
Iont want ya man

let that happen taking fools gold
Been moving really fast I already know
In my books studying trying to hit the road
One for a show, I got plenty more

And facial expressions
Dont really tell what i feel inside

I could be a hard headed thug nigga

But deep down i be thinking
How bad i miss you

She hate space

Spanish Harlem

Cocoa Brovaz

The Rude Awakening

Dias 
Rock steady by now you know the steelo 
Mi correo still gets down on the leelo 
Tahino indians welcome to my teepi 
Pop in the CD and let's get

dying by the rifle
Guns keep spreading in the hood what a shame
Cocaine concierge, slipping through the cracks
Don't get caught with it, you'll be better

all my niggas locked up in the can
If we aint got the same opps you is not my friend
She gon show me where you stay if I give her a band
My AC broke I

all night let's make babies
I know it's kinda weird who's this nigha outta the blue
Hey yo shawty wait up yea I'm talking to you
Lotta cash on me lemme

we would sext
I slapped her across the face
Then I threw her in my bed
Bitch was acting scared
So you know I had to flee
Fly ass fit though
Oh em gee

And ran out of steam
I see a lot of these niggas, they talk about grinding
Say they never sleep
But when it come to grind in real life
Man, they don't keep

cause these nigga hate
Like fuck that
Niggas get up close I might just clutch that
Henny got me dancing by myself like I ain't kno that
And these pussy

Blow a bag
Get it back
Guess that's how my trappy work
Im a entrepreneur chasing Forbes
With the game on the line you so You know I'm going score
I don't

remember doing this when we was kids bro
Lately I been on my tryna crack his head flow
Hate it when she think she right, she know she dead wrong
They don't

You know you'll always have haters
That tell you you can't do it
But, like, nobody can tell you what you can or can't do
Because they're not chasing

a season
Is seasoned
Money in palm don't know how act
Still a nigga struggling need to secure need me the bag
Alerting me ringing ringing in my ear
Blinky

dream job that I never quitted
Even when it got hard, know I was still consistent

I don't wanna get fired and watch another saint in my place
Cuz I

cooking up dope in the crock pot
And i stir it up
And it turn out like mama spaghetti
I don't know if you've heard of us
Astro boy skating on thin ice
But

the money cow
I run through some money fast on they head yall(Yeaaahh)
I give my lil bitch whatever that she beg for
Moving like I'm ABK, don't care if I see

a motherfuckin' token
Hold on, hope I fall off well keep hoping
I ball like D-Rose, but I shoot like Derozen
Bak Doe Toni, don't fuck with these niggas like Ruckus

I'ma ball like a dogg, so nigga fuck you!
You ever crossed my line, you know what I'ma do bitch

[Chorus]
I ain't never had nothin, I'm tryna get

yeah, yeah)
cnd I don't really know what's goin on in my head
(Goin' on in my head, yeah)
cnd I don't know what's really real or what's in my head
(Goin'

and purr a dog gone provide that roof
And the bite make lil bitch move
You niggas lost and don't know what to do in the groove
I'm tryna go walk on the moon