KARMA

Lyrics

[Intro: Isaiah Rashad & SiR] Hey (Ayy), hey (Ayy), hey (Hey, hey, hey) Hey (Ayy), hey (Ayy), hey (Hey, hey, hey) Hey (Ayy), hey (Ayy), hey (Hey, hey, hey) Hey (Ayy) Hey (Ayy), hey, hey [Verse 1: SiR] 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 [Pre-Chorus: SiR] 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) [Verse 2: Isaiah Rashad] 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 [Pre-Chorus: SiR] 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 [Outro: SiR & Isaiah Rashad] Hey (Ayy), hey, hey Hey (Ayy), hey (Ayy), hey (Hey, hey, hey) Hey (Ayy), hey (Ayy), hey (Hey, hey, hey)