Bad Karma
Bad Karma - Hope lyrics
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When did life get this sudden rush of adrenaline? 21 but I'm goin' on 27 JuJu fresh out the trama ward Hopeton in heaven Now we on the block sippin henny bumpin that many men 3 pisyols, 2 niggas, 1 minivan, 0 chances I see my little brother again When we find the one who did it it's off with his head Yesterday we smoke tomorrow your gone with the wind It's a sad situation back and forth pacing I'm prayin for more than patience Pour a lil out for my nigga before we take sips Rest in the real Paradise the hills ain't shit Compared to where your headed The realest left the building y'all give my nigga his credit But life is what you make it until the day that I'm a dead man I scream smoke and I smoke scream with that headband Bitches speak on your name when they're so irrelevant Grey gang we shoulda got you a Letterman A short story one that I'm wishin never would end Forever and ever again let me drown in these pills and promethazine This shit is wild they killed you at 17 now in a better place seeing Things that you never seen but karma still comes around like a wedding Ring Please pray for my niggas mom but don't pray for me pray for the Person that did it we on his fitted and if detectives get to this Dumbie before we done him it's a win win cos half my homies in prision Lil homie wit a heart of gold, shine on us it'll help us with the darkest roads Hope on everything I love I swear we love you was like my lil bro but Never put my self above you no players 2's no redos or undos I know Life is fast I know that cos I'm still young too I came from a pack of Lions I aint lyin it's the jungle so I hoover over niggas cos I'm so Tired of being humble fuck it all these funny niggas in the way I'm Finna bubble and do this for all the ones we lost in a struggle and if It's ment to be then it'll fuck around and sting you but if it's meant to Be then first you gotta let it bumble she got double D's what's the Meaning of being subtle stepin in this bitch like can I please get a Drum roll playing 2 pac never needed to play the thug role juiced the Fuck up fist high but I keep my thumbs low I-N-H-A-L-E the gun smoke That's inhale if you can't spell although I wish you were here my nigga I wish you well