Karma

Aye we don't want the problems aye We just want the dollars aye We don't want the problems aye We just want the dollars aye Yo, yo, yo, Aye We don't want the problems We just want the dollars Eating good like granny crib That fried fish with the collards Niggas lacking common sense With me them commas common Pussy, money, Mingo not my vice That's just my karma We don't want the problems We just want the dollars Eating good like granny crib That fried fish with the collards Niggas lacking common sense With me them commas common Pussy, money, Mingo not my vice That's just my karma Alright I wake up everyday Like where them dollars at Got some niggas who got aim Like where your problems at Niggas live for drama Me I just can't get with that Is you going suck or not Lil bitch I'm such a diplomat No this ain't one mic baby This them Oochie Wally raps Either way I'm Gods son You know that's my biggest flex We'll treat your jaw like it's the law If we feel disrespect Got so much work off I get Christmas cards from my connect You know the cash rules nigga so protect your kneck Took some L's And lost some friends But that's life so fuck it And if it ain't bout money Please tell me what we discussing I knew I was great Cause my name stayed up in they discussions Don't fuck with you niggas Niggas know that I bring the ruckus And Niggas know them nine nine niggas ain't nothing to fuck with Was made in his image nigga So mother fuck your judgment And niggas trying to stop my shine Well fuck it best of luck bitch We don't want the problems We just want the dollars Eating good like granny crib That fried fish with the collards Niggas lacking common sense With me them commas common Pussy, money, Mingo not my vice That's just my karma We don't want the problems We just want the dollars Eating good like granny crib That fried fish with the collards Niggas lacking common sense With me them commas common Pussy, money, Mingo not my vice That's just my karma A mother fucking paid nigga Fuck being accepted Some people raise kings My momma raised a fucking weapon Kehova Smith and Wesson I 'm a threat yea that's no question If niggas try to play me Just know shit going get hectic I'm off that henn dog excuse me if my words be slurred A drunk metro driver bitch How I was busting them swerves I pledge allegiance to the bottom Nigga fuck what you heard You ain't no killa you akeelah Niggas just good with them words Spelling bees and wannabes You niggas champ that for sure My money and emotions tied up I feel like big worm If it ain't the bag or the family Then it's not my concern It's money over bitches nigga and I stand on that firm Got me a freaky bitch she chase the forty two with my sperm I'm on my grind right now lil' baby can't speak on us long term Aye for the nine nine she back that ass up that's for sure My pronoun is that nigga just thought I should confirm We don't want the problems We just want the dollars Eating good like granny crib That fried fish with the collards Niggas lacking common sense With me them commas common Pussy, money, Mingo not my vice Thats just my karma We don't want the problems We just want the dollars Eating good like granny crib That fried fish with the collards Niggas lacking common sense With me them commas common Pussy, money, Mingo not my vice That's just my karma