Karma - Joey Fatts

I’m on my way home, my block I roam

A pocket full of stones and a nickel plated nine

I’m on my way home, always travel alone

And I dare a nigga try to take mine

I’m on a one way, strapped up like a dyke bitch

Take a pussy nigga ice quick, that’s light shit

Cause these guns ain’t for show, boy

40 shoot your face out your fro, boy

I’m letting niggas know, boy, that this 2N Crip

You know my name, you know my gang

And if you got a problem, you know I serve my 'caine

On the one way, if you come make sure you come with your thang

I’m not for the games, OK, switch subjects

I’m balling hard, these bitches love it

I just fuck 'em then fuck it, I gotta get this money

Rob a nigga for his cash and pay my tithes on Sunday

Lord, should I be worried 'bout karma?

If I’m robbing shit to giving you my dollars?

Neck too black for these white collars

When I plot, these motherfuckers gaining problems

And the farthest that I got was a stockroom

Screaming, «Fuck my boss, I’ma be on soon»

Same nigga used to sling weed in homeroom

Hustle hard ‘cause I didn’t have a home to go home to

So tell me, what I got to lose, nigga?

I’m on the block with my niggas

That’s down to pop a few hiccups so come up out them fucking jewels, nigga

Every day we play the post like a sinner

We pray to God ‘cause we sinners, we getting money like a Jew, nigga

Only a few niggas that I trust, the few niggas that will bust

But still every time I ride I keep my 45 tucked

Down in the we high, blowing ganja

Neck and my watch shine, but still ain’t got the time, bruh

If it ain’t 'bout money you see, ‘cause when I was broke

All you niggas weren’t fucking with me, I die for what I own

Before a nigga take something from me, I did a lot of shit

So I think karma coming for me, karma, how you doing?

My name is Joey, I like to blow trees

From the East side of Long Beach, I like to hang out with my OGs

Late, drinking 40s, making music, all the ops

You know, still I’m TTG, leaving niggas holy

Karma I heard about you, you tryna fuck I’m tryna fuck you too

You be fucking everybody, girl, but I don’t give a fuck tonight

I got my hammer tucked tonight, let a op try to drive by

I’ma leave him like at that light

The enemies shot the block up the other day

Like Nipsey said, «Gang bang, do it right»

Ran up on him in the morning while he eat eggs

Came back and smoked his older brother the same night, gang