Karma. Lyrics

Why am I here again

Feeling closed off, I'm going in, yeah

Tired of space to be living in, yeah

Giving up and giving in

Feeling like we like, isn't way good

Less time and more space, what

And it don't make a difference

It is what it is, what it is

And if karma's real, then you know that I'm really fucked

I've been trapping, I've been robbing, man, I've been a thug

But who's to blame when I was 14, I was out of love

I'm pushing violence in my songs, but I just need a hug

I ain't getting hugs, I'm getting love from double cups

I send my yg on a bike to go and cut you up

And this the life I'm living, baby, no, it's more than fucked

Sometimes I drop down to my knees and I just pray for love

I lost my brother, so sometimes I feel like giving up

I find it funny that we beefing, cause we similar

I hate the way you had to die up in them cells

It was me and you against the fucking world

I want my brother's back, don't care about these girls

Walk with me, my broski, I'll just wish you well

I'm signing coke deals on Telegram

I got gun deals on the enfield trap

Hoes coming straight from instagram

And she ain't fucking cause I've been a man

Traffic breaks, we ain't moving grams

Off dat deal I made like 100 grand

And then I went and bought 100 whaps

That's a move that you won't understand

I'm doing guns and violence, but I just need peace and guidance

And then I went and touched gold like my name is Midas

Turtle neck, like I'm really feeling clean

I never thought I'd be, I'm living in a dream

I nearly died, but I did it for my team

Like we like, it's a wake up

Less time and more space, what a day