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propain - karma lyrics

[intro]
(x.o. think he all that) yeah
man, i’m just sittin’ here thinkin’
or sayin’, my people used to tell me, man, that
sometimes love ain’t strong enough to beat karma
that sh+t made me think of this n+gga from my hood, man, this n+gga, pooh
d+mn, that sh+t crazy

[verse 1]
as the story goes, big pooh with the fat gold chains
it’s ’99, he had a 2000 ‘lac on sw+ngs
big bread, n+gga money tall as shaq, oh, mane
how he got it? well—motherf+ckin’ crack cocaine
but the problem was, he used to slang to whoever
old folks, family members, had a thing for the cheddar
had the hood zombied out, the people claimed he was the devil
even sold a rock to trina while she was seven months pregnant
now her mouth foamin’, her eyes roll
her mama rushed her to the hospital, her mind gone
doctor walked out like, “i hate to be sayin’ this
trina ain’t live, but it’s a miracle, the baby did”
trina mama heart was filled with rage on some crazy sh+t

[interlude]
she had it out for that n+gga
testified against pooh in court and everything
like that n+gga ain’t just have a daughter like the same week he got locked up, man
sh+t crazy
[verse 2]
it’s twenty+one years later, pooh back in the world, but see that prison stint done changed him
did a dub on forty, he got parole for good behavior
gave his life to the lord, that righteous path’s he on amazin’
ruined lives in the streets before, but now focus savin’
including his daughter ’cause street life she out here chasin’
movin’ ’round like a junkie, she poppin’ percies, goin’ brazy
even met with the dealer, pooh done emptied out his savings
told him, “take all my money, but just quit sellin’ to my baby”
young boy agreed
looked him in his eyes and said, “your girl won’t get no more from me”
the very next day, she came back, he said, “this order’s free”
gave her press pills with fentanyl (d+mn), horror scene (sh+t)
now pooh at the funeral askin’, wonderin’, “god, what happened?”
young boy walked up to him while he was carryin’ out the casket
and said, “i hope this pain burn off in your soul
’cause twenty years ago my mama died ’cause you ain’t follow code”

[outro]
d+mn
the end

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