That's why I do fine
'Cause I always know
The way it's gonna go
They say Karma's a bitch
But she's mine
That's why I do fine
'Cause I always know
The way it's gonna go

Karma's exchanging favors
Lately I'm changing neighbors
And nothing stays the same, no
Everything goes in cycles
Hate you, love you, and spite you
All in a single day, whoah
Can't stick with a decision
Angel I never listen
Devil pitching his vision, oh
Ferraris and fast women
Houses they all worth Millions
All he needs is my soul

Had a dream I was lost when I woke
On a beach there was moss on the boat
There were shadows in the tree-line
Tryna make a bee-line
I don't know how to find home
Tryna find me a place that I can stay
I ain't got no place to call my own
I don't even like this skin I'm in
Barely like this hair I've grown
Y'all be checking in on me too much
Put my phone on airplane mode
I don't need no time to think on it
I don't think I need to be consoled
Let me soak in my feelings
Box em up in a minute
I don't need time I just feel it
I don't do crime I just kill it

Every time I'm in the zone for spitting
Hot or cold it sure don't make a difference
Y'all be tripping off my freestyles
I don't see you dissing on my writtens
You want "rap" I'm filling the prescriptions
Dr. Grip associate in business
You want lines I'm crushing every sentence
Hit my line don't fuck with Twitter mentions
@ me if you want, I might reply
Put your biz on blast won't tell a lie
I ain't tripping ain't got shit to hide
Better hope that Karma's on your side
@ me if you want, I might reply
Put your biz on blast won't tell a lie
I ain't tripping ain't got shit to hide
Better hope that Karma's on your side

'Cause Karma's exchanging favors
Lately I'm changing neighbors
And nothing stays the same, no
Everything goes in cycles
Hate you, love you, and spite you
All in a single day, whoah
Can't stick with a decision
Angel I never listen
Devil pitching his vision, oh
Ferraris and fast women
Houses they all worth Millions
All he needs is my soul

Tryna flip the switch and get my clicks up
Money bags and bands to get my chips up
Perfect plan and still might catch a hiccup
The back is where we fuck it's like a pickup
The front is like a car the way it rides
El Camino, El Portal Drive
Heard Caleborate shout it in a line
Maybe we could link and we could vibe
I go hard for those that rep the Pablo
I ain't gotta hate I ain't a asshole
Room for everybody in the game
But switch your lane, I'm clearly tryna pass you
Nowadays I rock with local functions
Yeah, I always try to go
Even if I can't I make sure
To tell a homie 'bout it though
So if you tryna hate on me
Better find a new direction
'Cause I don't need your jealousy
Your energy or fake affection
I give you everything that you deserve
Better or for worse, and that's my word
Reflect the energy that I incur
Send it back a hundred fold or worse
Damn

'Cause Karma's exchanging favors
Lately I'm changing neighbors
And nothing stays the same, no
Everything goes in cycles
Hate you, love you, and spite you
All in a single day, whoah
Can't stick with a decision
Angel I never listen
Devil pitching his vision, oh
Ferraris and fast women
Houses they all worth Millions
All he needs is my soul