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The Letter M - Karmas Revenge lyrics

Artist: The Letter M

album: Karmas Revenge


I'm going in
Incognito
Praise that black boy Black Beatle
Use to hop over fence
From the pigs
Hand out but you burned that bridge
They'll ex you out
Though you gave them ya rib
Gods hands Karma gone get revenge
Gods hands Karma gone get revenge
Gods hands karma gone get revenge
I got soul ties to this passion
Talks with God blessings everlasting
Headshots and I can't even mask it
Need my gold roses
Before I turn to ashes
In the dark a nigga
Diamonds dancing
To be specific ima own Atlanta
Finna live a life
A nigga couldn't imagine
Been knew I was that nigga
I ain't need reaction
Nigga bout to blackout
He think he Jeremy Shockey
Only fear in my heart for God
So can't nobody stop me
Fuck it finna go viral
Everybody watching
Take a picture write it down
Call da paparazzi
Hits after hits fly like strays duck em
Applying pressure and I won't take no breaks fuck em
Think they making noise on the charts
Ima make it double
Black rapper under 30
Doing Bieber numbers
I'm going in
Incognito
Praise that black boy Black Beatle
Use to hop over fence
From the pigs
Hand out but you burned that bridge
They'll ex you out
Though you gave them ya rib
Gods hands Karma gone get revenge
Gods hands Karma Gone get revenge
Gods hands karma gone get revenge
Thought that I told y'all I wasn't playing
Granddaddy gone
My grandmama faded
Pray for my father the stress weighing
Pray for me cause I'm a risk taker
On probation so ima bob and weave
Lately I listen more than I speak
Head on a swivel I'm off safety
95 baby I'm top 5
Put my name in yo order like 5 times
I eat up the beef like it's Five Guys
Go hard for my brothers till flat line
Never bought me a watch
Didn't have time
Racing time and patience in my past time
Really racing time like I'm a pass time
Life short like people never had time
Lost some people too soon pray they soul fly
Conviction when spitting my soul cries
Remember I crashed like left eye
I think circa 16
That day reality hit me
That I could be gone quickly
Been praying that death miss me
My angels protect and uplift me
Dreams of whipping that Tesla full speed
The jig is up
Know that you niggas ain't real enough
I'm in my bag got my bars tucked
This pain and these scars got my heart fucked
Damn how could I trust
When they do not give me a reason to
You don't know pain till heartbreak
Or pain of dealing with sum abuse
Pain of cutting your friends off
Never thought you had to cut em loose
Abusing the substance of drugs
Or being abused by people you love
Imperfectly perfect and reckless
Know it could all end in seconds
Pull up like deebo
I'm snatching ya necklace
Go harder den blue ball erection
Do me a favor and watch where you stepping
Steph said M you on a hot streak
So I'm shooting like Steph on a hot streak
God making sure nobody stop me
Cause we know the devil always plotting
Cause we know the devil always plotting
I'm going in
Incognito
Praise that black boy Black Beatle
Use to hop over Fence
From da pigs
Hand out but you burned that bridge
They'll ex you out
Though you gave them ya rib
Gods hands Karma gone get revenge
Gods hands Karma gone get revenge
Gods hands karma gone get revenge

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