Karma
I got this trauma, Feel my pain you don't wanna
I made some commas, Do whatever I wanna
Far from the drama, The money made me calmer
Hop in a rarri, Came a long way from hondas
She like vacations, took her to The Bahamas
White girl named Donna Made her sing like Madonna
If you my baby, Ima put you in Prada
Do good I gotta, Think I'm in love with Karma
For my mother No one else is above her
Can't watch her suffer There'll never be another
For my brothers we all got different colors
I got your back you got my back we got each other
That's my lover, I'm inside wit no rubber
You try to touch her, Get it clapping like thunder
You understand me I don't think that I stuttered
It's gettin cold out Balenciaga puffer
For my brethren I'm preaching like the reverend
Solid gold ten toes no Second guessing
Can you be quiet I only need a second
You with or you against fuck out my section
This ain't a race but bet I'm lastin the longest
Ain't lifting weights but bet I come out the strongest
I made a promise so I'm keeping my promise
I'll never lie to you I'm way too fuckin honest
I got this trauma, Feel my pain you don't wanna
I made some commas, Do whatever I wanna
Far from the drama, The money made me calmer
Hop in a rarri, Came a long way from hondas
She like vacations, took her to The Bahamas
White girl named Donna Made her sing like Madonna
If you my baby, Ima put you in Prada
Do good I gotta, Think I'm in love with Karma
I made some commas, Do whatever I wanna
Far from the drama, The money made me calmer
Hop in a rarri, Came a long way from hondas
She like vacations, took her to The Bahamas
White girl named Donna Made her sing like Madonna
If you my baby, Ima put you in Prada
Do good I gotta, Think I'm in love with Karma
For my mother No one else is above her
Can't watch her suffer There'll never be another
For my brothers we all got different colors
I got your back you got my back we got each other
That's my lover, I'm inside wit no rubber
You try to touch her, Get it clapping like thunder
You understand me I don't think that I stuttered
It's gettin cold out Balenciaga puffer
For my brethren I'm preaching like the reverend
Solid gold ten toes no Second guessing
Can you be quiet I only need a second
You with or you against fuck out my section
This ain't a race but bet I'm lastin the longest
Ain't lifting weights but bet I come out the strongest
I made a promise so I'm keeping my promise
I'll never lie to you I'm way too fuckin honest
I got this trauma, Feel my pain you don't wanna
I made some commas, Do whatever I wanna
Far from the drama, The money made me calmer
Hop in a rarri, Came a long way from hondas
She like vacations, took her to The Bahamas
White girl named Donna Made her sing like Madonna
If you my baby, Ima put you in Prada
Do good I gotta, Think I'm in love with Karma
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Writer(s): Elijah Smith
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