Karma

momma said i wouldn't be sht, cuz my daddy wasn't sht i'm a shooter, if i'm shot i knew i had it comin' if the sucka ain't outside, i'ma clap his youngin' man ain't never gave me sht, and i ain't ask for nothin' so now i made it on my own, now i'm taxin' suckas when we slide you better ride, cuz i ain't gon' you comin' sttch lips to the piggies if they ask you somethin' sht i'm even holdin' gas while my gas is pumpin' always first to hit the block, and i'm the last one from it you gotta smash where i'm from, or you won't last with money all that fufu gon' get your ss lashed for nothin' and i'm supplyin' eastern youngins with some cash and buckets year round it's funk season, sht don't never die just last week we shot it out more than 7 times all these nggs say they in it, but don't never slide any ngg say that he was with me, then he hlla lyin' i'm gettin' rich like the fact is baby kay, on a shoe lace around my fat nig two things i hate, is a snake and a fg btch sucka ngg thought he had me lackin', but i had stick i don't brag sht, but sht you see this gold on me and still will tell a btch i'm broke and let me hold 40 i told homie, you's a btch before you told on me call my .44 pinocchio because the nose on it when i'm flockin' i'ma aim above the nose only my brother would've been alive but nggs froze on him i should've listened, nggs btches like my bro told me we ever bmp head in traffic i'ma throw 40 from a semi-automic, shot is automatic used to say that we was with the sht, now we just call it active sht i'll sacrifice my life to make my daughter happy i never wondered if i would die until my daughter asked me