Karma - Joe Blow

Momma said I wouldn’t be shit, cuz my daddy wasn’t

Shit I’m a shooter, if I’m shot I knew I had it comin'

If the sucka ain’t outside, I’ma clap his youngin'

Man ain’t never gave me shit, and I ain’t ask for nothin'

So now I made it on my own, now I’m taxin' suckas

When we slide you better ride, cuz I ain’t gon' you comin'

Stitch lips to the piggies if they ask you somethin'

Shit I’m even holdin' gas while my gas is pumpin'

Always first to hit the block, and I’m the last one from it

You gotta smash where I’m from, or you won’t last with money

All that fufu gon' get your ass lashed for nothin'

And I’m supplyin' eastern youngins with some cash and buckets

Year round it’s funk season, shit don’t never die

Just last week we shot it out more than 7 times

All these niggas say they in it, but don’t never slide

Any nigga say that he was with me, then he hella lyin'

I’m gettin' rich like the fact is

Baby kay, on a shoe lace around my fat nig

Two things I hate, is a snake and a fag bitch

Sucka nigga thought he had me lackin', but I had stick

I don’t brag shit, but shit you see this gold on me

And still will tell a bitch I’m broke and let me hold 40

I told homie, you’s a bitch before you told on me

Call my .44 Pinocchio because the nose on it

When I’m flockin' I’ma aim above the nose only

My brother would’ve been alive but niggas froze on him

I should’ve listened, niggas bitches like my bro told me

We ever bump head in traffic I’ma throw 40

From a semi-automic, shot is automatic

Used to say that we was with the shit, now we just call it active

Shit I’ll sacrifice my life to make my daughter happy

I never wondered if I would die until my daughter asked me