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karma (zone 2) – break the rules lyrics

[intro]
brigades
rise bkay

[chorus]
who’s that yute? jump out and cheff
more time when i ride with bro#bro in the 4#4 someone always get kept
pull a man down tryna catch up
bare ketchup when i sauce and cringe
swing my army and extend, this blade, this shank, got awesome length
i step with a gorgeous tool
late night, this is no blackpool estate, had me feelin’ like voldemort (so evil)
i wonder if kweng still treatin’ the dots like we talked about in [?]
i be lean with the wap and sat like lil’ bro’s head when he’s late from school
we dem bandits, we break loads we break the rules

[verse]
alright, cool
i have to there be known, i hate when a bad b tellin’ me she love me
that’s a serious joke
but i love when i get good neck and her hands on heads and she falls on throat
she’s in love with a g, i’m in love with the cream i’m in love with these notes
and just hit her in the back and tug
tug on the weave, if that’s your gyal then that’s your l, why?
she’s uckin’ on me
i was gone for a while i’m back, i ain’t fillin’ out no more county sheets
if i grab that chance my finger will tapdance like the penguin in happy feet
ride out man i feel like stevie
i wonder why i can’t see these yutes
h#lla man say they wan’ beef
believe me, you don’t wanna see all the juice
many man told me they’re not involved
f#ck, that, i don’t wanna hear an excuse
make a man swing like porsche, tryna turn a man wings like a h#lla man’s zoot
they said the beef gon’ dead when there’s someone dead, well they’re obviously lying
cah, all of my n#ggas that’s out ‘ere been round dere, been pressure applyin’
yeah, i had a minor setback but karma’s back, it’s perfect timing
how many times have my guysdem ride
when i was inside, i missed the excitement
one eye on the wap, i spyin’
the kickback’s mad and the shine is blindin’
i hate when yutes try cut his tyre
man’s swipin’, back knives and knife him
bruckback, grab the dots like its whinin’
control it, hold it properly, then fire it
i leave my phone at home when i ride
nah, never fly more than silent

[chorus]
who’s that yute? jump out then cheff
more time when i ride with bro#bro in the 4#4, someone always get kept
pull a man down tryna catch up
bare ketchup when i sauce and cringe
swing my army and extend, this blade, this shank, got awesome length
i step with a gorgeous tool
late night this is no blackpool estate had me feelin’ like voldemort
i wonder if kweng still treatin’ the dots like we talked about in [?]
i be lean with the wap and sat like lil’ bro’s head when he’s late from school
we dem bandits, we break loads we break the rules

- karma zone 2 lyrics

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