Don Q – Karma Lyrics | 2019

Lyrics “Karma” – Don Q

D-Lo on the beat..
Karma is a b**ch and we still f**k it
I just took a pink pill and I don’t feel nothin’
I hear n**gas name droppin’ but they still duckin’
Better hit the chill button

Nah, for real, youngin’, I send hitters in the field hunt
N**gas iffy, it get risky, heard they tryna squeeze on me
Play that city with my blicky and about twenty-two Gs on me
D’s on me like I’m ridin’ ’round with twenty-two keys on me
Gotta watch my moves when I’m in the post
Like I got Kennith Faried on me

Let’s go hit a lick, go right
Let’s pour some sip of right
I don’t like my s**t on ice
Tryna snipe that b**ch on site
Go get a sponsor
We that ones that made the f**kin’ city bonkers
N**ga, meet us at the top and
Then we’ll see who really climbin’

In the Lamb’, I race it like a Tonka
Candy paint it, Willy Wonka
Who grew the weed I’m tryna have a conversation with a farmer
Like, who believe you lil’ dirty n**gas make it any farther
Like, true indeed, I do you dirty if you take it any farther, n**ga

Don’t jump in grown folks business
How the f**k you get involved
Life was easy with this .. before they had to .. stole
Cops tryna find prints, tell ’em n**gas kiss a frog
My Glock 9 is immature, on God, I feel appalled
F**k the sugar coatin’, I’m in BK fully loaded
Tryna leave this n**ga twirlin’ if he pop out any moment
Yo’ boss got you shootin’ vids in the buildin’ lookin’ homeless
Shook opponent, rob him when his album drop, that’s good promotion

I heard a rapper hittin’ Wired, he left with his eye black
And his watch snatched, go to TMZ to blog that
I got Carfax, we paradin’ where they march at
Go spin the block, go get the watch before you try to respond back
The motherf**kin’ irony, these n**gas tryin’ me, this ain’t a rivalry
When n**gas out of line, though, we know it’s reactin’ violently
Stay out the way and off the phone, my lawyer keep advisin’ me
Come out to play, you all alone, don’t hide from me, lil’ n**ga for real

For real
I’m the reason that you n**gas lit
I deserve a finder’s fee
Pay homage without me
You’ll be minor league, for real…

➤ Written by D-Lo & Don Q
Produced by D-Lo
Don Q | 2019