Karma by Kuttybear Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Who got it? Blew got it
If you hit me on my hip, I’ll make sure you got it
Billgod finna turn it to a huge profit
Everyday's a clock punch, we don’t snooze often
Well connected, niggas think I’m crew hoppin
Well respected, niggas think we shoe shoppin
The way we running through these outlets
How you searching for a plug & you ain’t even got a house yet
Beeswax in my priorities, twisted
Wishing for my teens back, man I swore it would be different
With this knowledge
But fuck it, I live for the triumph cause as soon as I see black
Imma glorious nigga
Keep the fire lit. Yea, you know what time it is
I'm coming for blood like I was a phlebotomist
Poppin shit anonymous, probably love if I’d rhyme with them face ass
We come through with face masks & spray gats
Eyes puffy, I been blunt, You stay mad
I know what comes with more problems, let me take that
Dont give a fuck about who niggas wanna think they are
Cause I know they human regardless & that’s straight facts
This a robbery, everybody stay back
Don’t you motherfuckin move
Oh you the shit, watch just how them niggas dump at you
Now niggas speak from they chest, ain’t that something new? Cool
How you beef with a venue twice over & diss em on wax?
You tryna be like Hova, you do this shit for fun?
You tryna be like Joker
Why you so serious? Nigga you bipolar
I’ll warn you niggas this is still my moment, yall dont sound focused Please drop some more shit
You proud of you like women that like hoeing
We tired of all you niggas that write boring
You niggas is not flowing, I’m going. Fuck it, no tears
Promise you can even check the bucket
No fear, I done seen the reaper so it’s nothing
Oh yea, don’t even put beef in the discussion
Unless she yelling "Hi may I help you?", I’ll let my city tell you
You hoped that I would fail, damn, guess I really failed you
Come back, talk my shit like Chappelle do
Bitch I been fail proof since I fell through
Fuck yo couch, Kutt gone clown
Damn boy, you love yo town
Above yo cloud, outside your box, apply your knowledge
Brush yo sound, mop em up until the suds go down
This Oli Caine, scrub, fuck yo pounds
I’m losing control on my Russ flow now
I’m shooting for goals like I’m on fourth down
I'm swimming for those thinking Kutt gone drown
I'm from the city of fountains, please don’t let me down
In this bitch I feel like Dracula, every count
I’ll drop a timeless bomb & rob em blind
Then ghost on niggas, they’ll fuck around & think I’m Jesse Brown
I know the laws of leadership, I'ts all a piece of shit
If all of your following is who you probably beefing with
I had to learn the hard way, I ain't teaching shit
Unless I’m spewing knowledge & I peep how you reach for it
You need a spliff? Yall be too stressed, wow
Now days I don’t even want a blue check now
That shit pointless if they ain’t bringing new checks out
I need that distrokid ap, that’s all the crew check now
It’s Originals/De-luxe, JP gassin em, he clutch
And he’ll smack you if you try to ask about free stuff
I see the mutual enemies all tryna link up, somebody tell em they ain’t giving rings if the team suck, nah
[Bridge]
Time to get up and get it, my niggas up for this shit
They hope I don’t relapse, Old Kutt finna be back
Used to do this shit just for the homies' feedback
Always had the vision, now the world can see that
Kansas City living, man niggas trippin
I’m here in the flesh, stand clear or feel it
Yall gone fear the best, me & Star reveal it
Yall might need a moment, I don’t see opponents
[Verse 2]
Hol up, she only showing you them DMs where them niggas tryna get her so she feel less guilty about what we be on
Like going deeper while you was on speakerphone
Boy gone leave her alone
Was it worth a benji? I wouldn’t be real if I put out what she sent me, Can’t tempt me, I live by a code know the game plenty
Imma keep fucking they bitches when they envy
Still spit like my stomach stay empty
Told niggas please don’t play with me
Please don’t fake with me
They gone hate plenty but when you come around
Homie watch what you say to me
Cause she’s right here in the flesh, yea
And I’m right here in the flesh, yea
And she gonna get it poppin with the best, yea
I told her find a babysitter then I got faded with her
Bitch you know the rest, yea
Who got it? Blew got it
If you hit me on my hip, I’ll make sure you got it
Billgod finna turn it to a huge profit
Everyday's a clock punch, we don’t snooze often
Well connected, niggas think I’m crew hoppin
Well respected, niggas think we shoe shoppin
The way we running through these outlets
How you searching for a plug & you ain’t even got a house yet
Beeswax in my priorities, twisted
Wishing for my teens back, man I swore it would be different
With this knowledge
But fuck it, I live for the triumph cause as soon as I see black
Imma glorious nigga
Keep the fire lit. Yea, you know what time it is
I'm coming for blood like I was a phlebotomist
Poppin shit anonymous, probably love if I’d rhyme with them face ass
We come through with face masks & spray gats
Eyes puffy, I been blunt, You stay mad
I know what comes with more problems, let me take that
Dont give a fuck about who niggas wanna think they are
Cause I know they human regardless & that’s straight facts
This a robbery, everybody stay back
Don’t you motherfuckin move
Oh you the shit, watch just how them niggas dump at you
Now niggas speak from they chest, ain’t that something new? Cool
How you beef with a venue twice over & diss em on wax?
You tryna be like Hova, you do this shit for fun?
You tryna be like Joker
Why you so serious? Nigga you bipolar
I’ll warn you niggas this is still my moment, yall dont sound focused Please drop some more shit
You proud of you like women that like hoeing
We tired of all you niggas that write boring
You niggas is not flowing, I’m going. Fuck it, no tears
Promise you can even check the bucket
No fear, I done seen the reaper so it’s nothing
Oh yea, don’t even put beef in the discussion
Unless she yelling "Hi may I help you?", I’ll let my city tell you
You hoped that I would fail, damn, guess I really failed you
Come back, talk my shit like Chappelle do
Bitch I been fail proof since I fell through
Fuck yo couch, Kutt gone clown
Damn boy, you love yo town
Above yo cloud, outside your box, apply your knowledge
Brush yo sound, mop em up until the suds go down
This Oli Caine, scrub, fuck yo pounds
I’m losing control on my Russ flow now
I’m shooting for goals like I’m on fourth down
I'm swimming for those thinking Kutt gone drown
I'm from the city of fountains, please don’t let me down
In this bitch I feel like Dracula, every count
I’ll drop a timeless bomb & rob em blind
Then ghost on niggas, they’ll fuck around & think I’m Jesse Brown
I know the laws of leadership, I'ts all a piece of shit
If all of your following is who you probably beefing with
I had to learn the hard way, I ain't teaching shit
Unless I’m spewing knowledge & I peep how you reach for it
You need a spliff? Yall be too stressed, wow
Now days I don’t even want a blue check now
That shit pointless if they ain’t bringing new checks out
I need that distrokid ap, that’s all the crew check now
It’s Originals/De-luxe, JP gassin em, he clutch
And he’ll smack you if you try to ask about free stuff
I see the mutual enemies all tryna link up, somebody tell em they ain’t giving rings if the team suck, nah
[Bridge]
Time to get up and get it, my niggas up for this shit
They hope I don’t relapse, Old Kutt finna be back
Used to do this shit just for the homies' feedback
Always had the vision, now the world can see that
Kansas City living, man niggas trippin
I’m here in the flesh, stand clear or feel it
Yall gone fear the best, me & Star reveal it
Yall might need a moment, I don’t see opponents
[Verse 2]
Hol up, she only showing you them DMs where them niggas tryna get her so she feel less guilty about what we be on
Like going deeper while you was on speakerphone
Boy gone leave her alone
Was it worth a benji? I wouldn’t be real if I put out what she sent me, Can’t tempt me, I live by a code know the game plenty
Imma keep fucking they bitches when they envy
Still spit like my stomach stay empty
Told niggas please don’t play with me
Please don’t fake with me
They gone hate plenty but when you come around
Homie watch what you say to me
Cause she’s right here in the flesh, yea
And I’m right here in the flesh, yea
And she gonna get it poppin with the best, yea
I told her find a babysitter then I got faded with her
Bitch you know the rest, yea