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Did it right every time
I made minimal mistakes, and all my mistakes came right
Ooh
Uh

Karma callin', I never run
Ate my growth pain for lunch
Under pressure, but what’s changed?
God gimme whatev' I want
Everyday level up
Since I noticed life’s a game
Karma callin', I never run
Ate my growth pain for lunch
Under pressure, but what’s changed?
God gimme whatev' I want
Everyday level up
Since I noticed life’s a game

f**k a mask why would I hidden
When my days numbered
And I’m no fit in
Shards on the floor
Shattered my glass ceiling
I move like stoic
With impact vision
Next ten bands I make is goin' straight into my mama 'count
Never had allowance
I still owe her more than I can count
Ten bands after that is goin' straight into my daddy grips
He gon' give like seven to my sis, he don’t know how to spend
Wake up every mornin' like, f**k you and all of y’all
This my motivation, get my check, right in front of y’all
Moosa turned potential in to commas off of what he saw
Lately all I talk about is saving, let’s not f**k it off
Drunk and faded, live from my oasis
In designer fragrance
My lil' baby forward and courageous
We a echo chamber
I don’t smoke no ganja but I have been takin face to faces
We got oil shipments that anoint ya from a different angle
Please excuse my manners, I’m accustomed star studded tables
Kembe name gon' ring in every state up on the Star-Spangled
We was eating Christmas dinner off a f**kin' card table
Pops say, “Boy don’t bother Gary”
I say, "Why he all anxious?"

My head to the heavens, I just hope he watching us
Ain't do this for fame but it came cause we raw as f**k
Byproduct of the talent I guess
Rapper money, I buy product just to manage the stress
Pray that my papa stay healthy enough to see my success
I’m traumatized from the times I’ve seen IV’s in his chest
I pray you give him the strength he need
Or at least let him find strength in me
I was hiding hella them Xannies inside of my fanny, for when it got ugly, huh
I’m feelin' crooked, I pop it when nobody lookin, I feel like a junky, traveled the country
I just be happy, look at my one sheet, I got the accolades
Tryna pinpoint the source of all this anxiety, what make it activate?
I never wanted a free ride
I wanted to give my fam' financial aid (Yeah)
I want to see all of their problems evaporate, yeah
Look, I feel it fade every time I elaborate
I feel a way in the sunlight
In the gamma rays, in the gamma rays

Under pressure, but what's changed?
Karma callin', I never run

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