JR The Star - Karma lyrics

I know you're out there I can feel you now I know that you're afraid You're afraid of us, you're afraid of change I don't know the future I didn't come here to tell you how this is going to end I came here to tell you how it's going to begin Rollin' I ain't slept in bout a week Still tryin' eat Lost some n***as to the streets Why do I keep hearin' dark voices when I sleep I be prayed up and smoked out 'till they come for me All this sh** that I'm doin' Money got me influenced Livin' life on the edge It's paper I'm pursuing I'm gettin' it (get it) I be prayed up and smoked out 'till they come for me I'm on my f**ing hustle 'till I'm rich as "Ran and Russell" Play with my paper have my young n***as come double clutch you Stay on your focused, don't trust every ho that wanna f** you Don't be so vocally leave yo "abasary" lookin puzzled I came from nothing I'm a young n***a that's tryin' bubble n***as ain't got it even they did wanna front you I was influenced by that paper I'm out here pursuing I lost my only soul on this cold and lonely road All these women I be f**in' I never refuse'em I lost the one that love me most for these common hoes (right) I know at times this G sh** might seem like a lot Especially when you gotta chop n***as like Michael Watts Rollin' I ain't slept in bout a week Still tryin' eat Lost some n***as to the streets Why do I keep hearin' dark voices when I sleep I be prayed up and smoked out 'till they come for me All this sh** that I'm doin' Money got me influenced Livin' life on the edge It's paper I'm pursuing I'm gettin' it (get it) I be prayed up and smoked out 'till they come for me As my decrypted body raise from that hollow grave My desire to get paid still out weigh my rage I'm countin' dead presidential it feel super natural Them dark spirits feel like hollow tips that shootin' at you Town full they zombies wild like Jumanji Money like I'm j**ish Power like a nazi These n***as won't stop me (no) I'm too geeked I rep that black mafia so like big meas Put that on my nieces I ain't say I'm no k**a But all this bathing ape got me feelin' like a gorilla I know at times this G sh** might seem like a lot Especially when you gotta chop n***as like Michael Watts Rollin' I ain't slept in bout a week Still tryin' eat Lost some n***as to the streets Why do I keep hearin' dark voices when I sleep I be prayed up and smoked out 'till they come for me All this sh** that I'm doin' Money got me influenced Livin' life on the edge It's paper I'm pursuing I'm gettin' it (get it) I be prayed up and smoked out 'till they come for me