Mood - Karma lyrics

[Verse 1: Main Flo] I had to stay mental, when DEA stopped my gray rental Incidental, my girl home watchin' Jay Leno Prophesize, I pulled the wise With frame eyes for disguise, talkin' like them white guys Shallow demeanor, karma was the main schemer What could be greener, when all I thought about was Beemers Then came the questioning Arresting me was steppin' rare Asking permission so he could say he kept it fair Fake mustaches and hundred yard dashes Through lake mola**es because my government's so fascist Don't choose to a**-kiss dolo spots Up near Damascus on all areas hara**less Don't wanna do enough confront a crew That night I got two, went to sleep, woke up with guns drew No time for cryin' cowards Too late for fire power Karma convinced me to meet him at his dyin' hour [Chorus] (x2) Now leading back to that night, reality strikes Them unknown faces are the casualty types [Verse 2: Donte] When you watch yo' n***a rise and disguise You despise 'cuz I built an enterprise While you still livin' lies And I'm all you wanna be, but that's all you gonna be Get your long path and yo' a** from in front of me n***as thought you had my back and you was stealin' out my pack When other n***as try to tell me "I wasn't even feelin' that" That's my ace, that n***a got keys to my place And he know about the cash, stashed G's in the safe Wait, no time to waste when best friends player-hate Relocate, (can't sleep), now I gotta stay awake And take a still break, 'cuz I be dealin' with this ill fate When n***as be fake, infiltrate and try to and steal weight [Break] (x2) "The way I vex, will cause an insane karma" [Verse 3: Main Flo] All up on the humble f**in wit fake n***as that know I bubble Precise juggle, 'cuz life is my type of struggle Seven-fifty IL's, and tales of fly females Who caught in these sales with live details Shades by Cartier, and big links that hardly play It could be Auste, let's do this in a large way I wanna see the Amazon Basin To set out to gather my thoughts into a calm basement [Verse 4: Donte] Man ain't nuttin' change, n***as don't know what they facin' Already steady pacin', they seeds to be replacements We ain't the felon type Or into sellin' white 'Cuz everything money bring, children of the malonites (I'm Bob's song) Provin' Ja live, not gone To pay a devil on a loan, got to rob yo' own No love with no peace, gave life to the beast As the defecit increase, Exodus outta Greece This note is legal tender, depths connect, render Evil spender, people mentors resurrect to evil vendor now [Chorus] Now leading back to that night, reality strikes Them unknown faces are the casualty types [Break] (x4) "The way I vex, will cause an insane karma"