Isaiah Rashad, SiR - Karma lyrics
[Isaiah Rashad, SiR - Karma lyrics]
Jackie youngest baby
I been crazy since the sixth grade
Full clip on my mental
Too offical for your mixtape
I could paint a picture so
Wavy the boat bends
But lately I been burning then
Candle at both ends
I remember a time when we
Would enjoy the breeze
Wasn’t so concerned with weather the
Weather was getting better
But one day I was suprised to
Discover all eyes on me
I don’t think Ima get used to this attention
No not еver
Never been too shy for thе limelight
But I never really cared much
I always knew the 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 the ‘Lac down to a hundred
I keep making the same mistakes when
I should be learning from it
Aww 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 say the old me, oh
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Young- young- young chevrolet shy
Know that heaven ain't hard
But the devil ain’t far, yeah
Got a whole new jaw, yeah
Went and fucked my car, yeah
Aye, where your heart been?
If you supress enough the decimals
Can make you special
If you pressed enough the extra
Ones can make stress it
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? fucking the most
I’m counting up paper, counting up cash
Easy viberations, 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 the ‘Lac down to a hundred
I keep making the same mistakes when
I should be learning from it
Aww 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 say the old me, oh
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
I been crazy since the sixth grade
Full clip on my mental
Too offical for your mixtape
I could paint a picture so
Wavy the boat bends
But lately I been burning then
Candle at both ends
I remember a time when we
Would enjoy the breeze
Wasn’t so concerned with weather the
Weather was getting better
But one day I was suprised to
Discover all eyes on me
I don’t think Ima get used to this attention
No not еver
Never been too shy for thе limelight
But I never really cared much
I always knew the 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 the ‘Lac down to a hundred
I keep making the same mistakes when
I should be learning from it
Aww 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 say the old me, oh
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Young- young- young chevrolet shy
Know that heaven ain't hard
But the devil ain’t far, yeah
Got a whole new jaw, yeah
Went and fucked my car, yeah
Aye, where your heart been?
If you supress enough the decimals
Can make you special
If you pressed enough the extra
Ones can make stress it
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? fucking the most
I’m counting up paper, counting up cash
Easy viberations, 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 the ‘Lac down to a hundred
I keep making the same mistakes when
I should be learning from it
Aww 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 say the old me, oh
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay
Karma coming, Karma coming, Karma coming, ay