Sosa G K.O.T.M - Karma (feat. Big Jim)
Karma hit that nigga when I let that real pressure apply
He harmless he just bitchin', he ain't with it, I bet he petrified
A charm the same price to get you missin', better know he dyin'
We armed we strike from close or from a distance, better know we ridin'
Don't play me like I'm crazy, I play the backside like safeties
Comin' blitz with a 380, I'll leave ya helmet on the pavement
They steady talk like they with it, but I can see that they shaky
Afraid of the spark that's in me, I know some reasons they hate me
When we armed we strike from close or from a distance, bet he petrified
When see there's beef, well let's cook dinner, better know we fryin'
Niggas talk like they really be with it, better know he lyin'
On thin ice when I creep with my pistol, better know I'm slidin'
Don't play me like I'm crazy, this ain't no joke, no Wayne Brady
I'm the one like I'm McGrady, this gun sing but it ain't Katy
Niggas act like they some shooters, but you know that they be fakin'
Hesitatin' with the ball, you can see em' pump fakin'
Drama ain't even really an issue, cause you know I'm slidin'
Trauma'll be issue to all them victims to control the dyin'
Armed with precision no I ain't missin', I control my iron
I'm on a mission to get him missin', better know the time
Karma hit that nigga when I let that real pressure apply
He harmless he just bitchin', he ain't with it, I bet he petrified
A charm the same price to get you missin', better know he dyin'
We armed we strike from close or from a distance, better know we ridin'
Don't play me like I'm crazy, I play the backside like safeties
Comin' blitz with a 380, I'll leave ya helmet on the pavement
They steady talk like they with it, but I can see that they shaky
Afraid of the spark that's in me, I know some reasons they hate me
Karma for you niggas who be fakin' on some snake shit
Why these niggas want to hate me, I be out here paper chasin'
To the top I'm trying to make it, regardless my situation
Contemplating on this baby, this money I got to make it
Don't play with me I'm gon' shake shit, let that pressure apply
To yo neck, praise God but that blessing aside
Cause you playing with some demons, don't trust these niggas they schemin'
Yeah, these bitches they real sneaky, can't trust em' cause they be fienin'
For some money they some leeches, they hungry, but I ain't gon' feed em'
No secret they fienin easy, that pressure yeah we gon' bring it
To they chest and take they breathin', yeah, this street shit I'm gon' bleed it
Real nigga that ain't a secret, open they eyes I know they sleepin'
Karma hit that nigga when I let that real pressure apply
He harmless he just bitchin', he ain't with it, I bet he petrified
A charm the same price to get you missin', better know he dyin'
We armed we strike from close or from a distance, better know we ridin'
Don't play me like I'm crazy, I play the backside like safeties
Comin' blitz with a 380, I'll leave ya helmet on the pavement
They steady talk like they with it, but I can see that they shaky
Afraid of the spark that's in me, I know some reasons they hate me
Written by:
Elandus Devaughn
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