KARMA

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Ayy

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Hey, hey, hey

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Hey (

Ayy

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), hey (

Hey, hey, hey

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Ayy

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Hey

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Ayy

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hey, hey

Jackie youngest baby, I been crazy since the sixth grade

Full clip on my mental, too official for your mixtape

I could paint a picture so wavy the boat bends

But lately, I been burning the candle at both ends

I remember a time when we would еnjoy the breeze

Wasn't so concernеd with whether the weather was getting better

But one day, I was surprised to discover all eyes on me

I don't think I'ma get used to this attention, no, not ever

Never been too shy for the limelight, but I never really cared much

Always knew a direction to fly right, but I never really cared much

Ooh, I need to stop treating hoes like I need 'em

I’m too busy making promises when I can't keep 'em

It’s time I slow this 'Llac down to

a hunnid

I keep making the same mistakes when I should be learning from it

Ooh, karma coming and it's prolly gon' be bad for me

Nothing I can do, it's gon' be what it has to be

Wish I never bought the game my uncle sold me

It's a little too late to save the old me, oh, uh[Chorus: SiR &

Isaiah Rashad

]

Karma coming, karma coming, karma coming, ayy

Karma coming, karma coming, karma coming, ayy

Karma coming, karma coming, karma coming, ayy (

Yeah

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Young, young

Young Chevrolet Shad yelling "Heaven ain't hard" but the devil ain't far, yeah

Got a hoe with new jaw, yeah

Wanna fuck in my car, yeah

Ayy, where your heart been?

If you supress enough, the decimals can make you special, uh

If you press enough, the extra ones can make you stress it, uh

They want the extra love, the extra love, the extra love

Exiled in exodus, it's excellent

It make a young nigga reckless and reckless and reckless and reckless and, aw, shit

Nigga what's poppin'? Fuckin' the most

Counting up paper, counting up cash

It's a vibration, haven't I told you?

It's a vacation, haven't I showed you?

I'm ruthless, lil' bitch tryna hit my lil' line tryna talk 'bout closure

You stupid, lil' bitch tryna hit my lil' line, never living outside

Ooh, I need to stop treating hoes like I need 'em

I'm too busy making promises when I can't keep 'em

It's time I slow this 'Llac down to a hunnid

I keep making the same mistakes when I should be learning from it

Ooh, karma coming and it's prolly gon' be bad for me

Nothing I can do, it's gon' be what it has to be

Wish I never bought the game my uncle sold me

It’s a little too late to save the old me, oh[Chorus: SiR]

Karma coming, karma coming, karma coming, ayy

Karma coming, karma coming, karma coming, ayy

Karma coming, karma coming, karma coming, ayy

Hey (Ayy), hey, hey

Hey

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