NuKarma - TMS

I say my stresses playing peekaboo
Feelings through my speaker too
Speak the words I won't
I guess we felt identical
Chilling cool
Cynical
If I drank it all away
I prolly drunk a swimming pool up
I roll another
Exhaling again
I excel one more time
Magazine how I print
I'm Usain in the sprint
I'm too sane in go
I'm usually a head if we talking Nu growth
I got the lego building block
Never stepped hard as fuck
Devils luck never had
Level up for the bag
Forget ya self nah
Forget the cash nah
I just peeped game watched people change for the cash
Find me something catch my ashes fore I spark this bitch up
Imma talk my shit knowing moms hate when I cuss
Since before I had locs I've gave less than a fuck
If you ain't my bitch then gone and hop off my nuts
And just find me something catch my ashes fore I spark this bitch up
Imma talk my shit knowing moms hate when I cuss
Since before I had the locs I gave less than a fuck
If you ain't my bitch then gone and hop off my nuts
I just had a circle of friends
Now it's more like a dot
Always love for the fam
Never loving a thot
Fourth of July how i flow
Fireworks or they shots
Ammunition or clips
I'm just securing my slot
So many hate
De ville for ya spot
They social media plotting
Phoney kicking it
Onside at the starting
Organic lemonaid genuine
Pen kill a man
Ceiling fan
Overhead wit blades
Dropping down when sentence end
Shit fly eat up
Hunting season time to duck
Bar none round nun still don't give a fuck
Wake and sleep asking
What more can I do
Quiet my thoughts rolling up
As I look at the view
It's Nu
Karma prolly be the death of me
Heard I'm woke no rest me
Anything not benefiting give that to my enemy
Destiny manifest
Pen bleeds
Linked to chest
Making moves like it's chess
Am I'm living for the check
I guess

Written by:
Cameron Burt

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