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letra de karma - lance markeith

[chorus]
why the f-ck you playing with me
n-ggas think i’m trippin’
never catch me slippin’ on my pimpin’
why the f-ck you playing with me
bout to turn the nerd into a murderer
part time burglarer
why the f-ck you playin’ with me
n-ggas think i’m trippin’
i been losing family i been distant
why the f-ck you playing with me
n-ggas think they f-cking with me
okay! we gon see
tell these f-ck n-ggas quit playing
[bridge]
been on my grind
i got murder on my mind
they certainly won’t be taking none of mine
been on my grind
i ain’t worried i’ll be fine
i’m itching to give these n-ggas a peace of mind
why the f-ck you playing with me
got some sh-t up on yo chest that you ain’t saying to me
talkin’ hard but really you been a fan of me
see em hating but really these n-ggas playing to me
peter pan to me

[verse]
captivated by the flows and the goals
cause a n-gga never fold
but ya’ll tell me what you really see
they be lookin’ at these shows
they be wanting more flows
but ya’ll n-ggas ain’t really feeling me
i be dreaming of murderers
coke dealers and burglarers
can’t escape the past when i had the chance to repent
i think god repaying me
was it a life lesson, all the strife stressin’
i was tryin’ so hard remaining me
always a g and i remain a g
my n-gga so ain’t no changin me
why you playing with me
n-ggas think i’m tripping
was it the back of my conscious saying to me
all the sh-t here look like a plan to me
big called said he was glad i made it
i graduated and the sh-t was so sad to me
a collect call to his own momma
on my graduation and n-gga
thought to ask for me
now you playing with me
n-ggas think i’m evil but big told me
don’t f-ck with too many people
i was in the other room
when a cracka almost put his momma in a tomb
he was so consumed
in the drugs and how sh-t was being viewed
and i can’t be clueless n-ggas outchea shooting
and they’ll do anything to protect they movement
b-tch i promise
protect the clueless at all costs
all losses matter in this black lives issue matter
and that’s hard talk for the ball players in this game
but no more g baby’s in hardball and i’m just tryna sing
we just took a loss and it was a hard loss
long live sergeant matory at all costs
ya’ll f-ck n-ggas playing with me
[chorus]
why the f-ck you playing with me
n-ggas think i’m trippin’
never catch me slippin’ on my pimpin’
why the f-ck you playing with me
bout to turn the nerd into a murderer
part time burglarer
why the f-ck you playin’ with me
n-ggas think i’m trippin’
i been losing family i been distant
why the f-ck you playing with me
n-ggas think they f-cking with me
okay! we gon see
tell these f-ck n-ggas quit playing

- lance markeith

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