K-Word

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JID - Rap, In English

K-Word

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[Intro: JID] Who can I call when it's just me? Motherfucking fly, hope someone set me free Karma's got you good, karma's got you beat It's okay, I don't care if it come for me Who can I call? Motherfucking fly—, someone set me free Karma's got you good, karma's got you— (Uh) Karma's got you— [Chorus: Pastor Troy] Look, who can I call when it's just me? (Yeah) Motherfucking fly, hope someone set me free Karma's got you good, karma's got you beat It's okay, I don't care if it come for me Who can I call? (Call) Someone, set me free Karma's got you good, 'cause homies got you beat [Interlude] Mm-hm, mm-hm Mm-hm, mm-hm Mm-hm [Verse 1: JID] She come around, everybody calling her a bitch And shе don't give a fuck, she like that shit (I likе that shit) And when she pull up, everybody better dip Goodbye, like a long night kiss (Mwah) Goodbye, on a long night's trip Up in the sky, the biggest lies, when they said that you got nothing but time (Time) The biggest crime is niggas I ain't cool with, lyin' 'bout they true intentions They plottin' my demise, I'm in new dimensions Undefined, refined, it's a new invention Remove your disguise, take a intermission God fixing my design like an animation Am I in The Matrix? My animosity, raising, rising Andre, I feel like I'm in the 80, playin' for the Falcons A lot of niggas imitating and plagiarizing [Verse 2: JID] Baby, hop into this ride, you got to play your weight Karma on my side, karma waiting for me, it can wait Karma did the drive, we 'bout to slide about a buck eighty Karma fine as fuck, I'm 'bout to take her on a fuckin' date (Nah, fuck that) Karma got me fucked up in the first place Karma caramel, you know she down to catch a court case Karma ain't no Karen, she don't care 'bout a court date Karma 'bout to score the movie, Karma Scorsese (Run it up) Fuck you (Run it up), pay me (Run it up) Karma 'bout to have another baby (Run it up) I seen karma on the corner with the K (Run it up, run it up) She's spraying (Run it up) [Verse 3: JID] I threw my arm around the karma, "Bitch, you crazy" I'll send a rapper to the coroner if he make me Kush & Corinthians, it's karma on the page that reads "Karma can make me king, or it could break me" Karma came to grab everything for taking and fuck a nigga up like Tay Keith Me and Monte like French Montana, we stay scheming So if karma comin' back for what we done, then I believe it But for now, I'm on the path to spread love and do good We done seen so much fucked up stuff, we got used to it Just like a baby mama in month nine, push through it I swear, this shit a vibe, they said, "In God, we trust music" You say, you're on demon time and I think you sound foolish I found the time to read between the lines and I can prove it My mindset on thinkin' out the box like a Rubik's Cube Them dudes stupid as Rubi Rose booty And I don't know for sure, but I'm assumin' I feel there's something lurking, something looming I gotta stay alert and don't confuse it I'm tryna find my purpose like I'm stuck in perpetuity But high up in the sky, I took a flight and fucked a stewardess Fuck the bullshit, if you ain't know, I've been through it (Yeah) It's been an influx of fuck niggas influencing the hood (Yeah), it's in ruins Karma came around (Aha), the whole crowd start booing Like they seen a ghost, a poltergeist, the night's brewing It's frightful, the tension, you can slice a knife through it Probably need the jaws of life to bite through it I ain't frightened, so I fight through it If I do it right and I can end the cycle here tonight because I saw the light [Chorus: Pastor Troy] Who can I call when it's just me? (Yeah) Motherfucking fly, hope someone set me free (Yeah) Karma's got you good, karma's got you beat (Uh-huh) It's okay, I don't care if it come for me (Come on) Who can I call? (Yeah) Someone, set me free (Yeah) Karma's got you good (Uh-huh), karma's got you beat (Come on) [Outro: Jessie Reyez] Vea, papi ¿A usted le olvidó lo que yo le dije o qué? ¿Ah? Entre cielo y tierra, no hay nada oculto, pilas con la venganza Usted no tiene que, que ir a cobrarle a rey mundo y todo el mundo Diosito se encarga Tenga fe que Diosito se encarga, ¿me oyó? ¿Me oyó?

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