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karma (zone 2) - working lyrics

[chorus: kwengface]
yo
roll and swerve it
how many times have we jumped out shanks in hands and they all disperse’ it
they ask why do we hurt and burst him
how can we not man they all deserve it
i was put on the earth for a purpose
dunno what for a man’s still learning
see an opp anywhere man curb it, firm it
you see mans clothes man burn it
me and bro tryna purge and lurk it
bro if not in the booth we working
loudest opp we burn him
let me sip my tea like kermit
finna blow for certain, but for now we working

[verse 1: karma]
when i got on the ride no cell side
f-ck that i gotta leave my phone inside
jump in the ride, see an opp
let me out let me out
jump out get a paigon diced
i ain’t ever been a point on the scoreboard how you gonna talk on my name and lie?
on a lurk for these nerds where they at?
everytime we seek they hide
hide and seek on the glide
this is no usual zoot mans rolling nah, i’m billing up gb’s life
anytime i glide or step
the only thought in my head is to turn man pack
i don’t aim no lower than chest when i swing my chef and that’s nothing but facts
i don’t give a f-ck about rap if i blow, i blow
if i don’t, i dont
bad bad fling back her back and throat
no gag reflex so the yat don’t choke
stupid hoe telling me she caught feelings
i don’t believe these hoes
me and mad max at bagel king
tryna get a man down main road
i’ve seen h-lla man do toes get caught and chinged cos they stopped and froze
i’m still here throwing up deuce with bruce
‘member when we ducked down loose
would have thought he got barged in the party
the way narsty just spilled his juice
your friends turn shirt and new
sh-t then come ride now you got an excuse

[verse 2: kwengface]
yo
one hand on my glove
man do it like mj
nuff times mans been on the backs
been on the mains, been on the estate
man just fly that green like dende
trizz with the samurai sword you dont wanna get bored by the zone 2 sensei
my plug be calling me broski
he ain’t calling me aki or jefe
put this blade to the 2s
how i done with loose like man get cheffay
i mean’t cheffy
feds done came to my bando
i hopped out the backyard, with technique
i told kit kats please dont text me
cos it vex me, and it’s rekky
i just stepped into the bando ask that kit where the kitchens at
one man up in ibiza
still cutting through with my kitchen shank
i just linked up with the 9ers
they said yo come roll with man
girl see me with unknown t
now the ting wanna know a man
this spot i just left just changed my life
the first just made me a man
now i’m in spot number 3
tryna trip on my re need 100 bands
i see man making music p’s
but before that sh-t
you was a little tramp
i hate when my stack looks flat
all a man know is jug and trap

- karma zone 2 lyrics

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