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DJ Drama

Karma

 

Karma

(album: Hot Shot: Gangsta Grillz - 2023)


And like that, we gone
Whatever that you do gon' come back to you, karma
Money, murder, problems
Hot Shot, DJ Drama

I'm just tryna stay alive, looking at the sky late night while I pray to God
Focus, this fire built up in me then got explosive
Never knew love, never felt true love
That's why I'm in every single picture throwing 2's up
They like, "G, just do it for the culture"
But it feel like my people is vultures, don't want the smoke
Run down on that nigga with the blick
Start busting 'til that bitch go click
Cross country, building with the clique
I done turned to a million-dollar crib
Live like a movie, I wonder how it play out
With all this opportunity, there still ain't no way out
Systematic, life in Killer Cali
Everything I did, I hope it don't come back to me

Everything you do gon' come back to you, karma
Money, murder, problems
Everything you do gon' come back to you, karma
Money, murder, problems

I keep dropping, back to back classics
In twenty years I'ma be the nigga getting sampled
In twenty years they gon' talk about me in classes
In 2006 I was in the pen stranded
In 2014 I came home, ain't look back since
Had a lot of friendships turn to past tense
Long live all the shit I came to pass with
All I did as a kid was go and blast shit
Yeah, dancing with the devil
Sold my soul, shit was cold on this level
How I'm here, I don't know, guess I'm special
South Central, real locs with the extras
Money don't mean shit if you can't spend it
I'd rather be broke than have a life sentence
People in the grave for the karma that they made
Only thing I could do is just pray

Everything you do gon' come back to you, karma
Money, murder, problems
Everything you do gon' come back to you, karma
Money, murder, problems

(Gangsta Grillz)
For all you hating ass niggas
That ain't think we was gonna be here
Haha, this your karma
G, holler at me, Hot Shot

done

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