Karma B-Mike

[Intro]
Yeah
Yo
Man
I'm sick as fuck (La-da-da-da-da)
And this bitch got the nerve to have me writing songs about her (La-da-da-da-da)
Yo, we gon' do it like this

[Verse 1]
Now check me out, I met this girl about a year and like a half ago
Argued like some married folks
But never made me sad and gloat
Even when she dragged me all the way to hell and back, I'd go
But fuck it, Cupid's stupid when he aims that bow and arrow, bro
'Cause every day I'd go to work to try and find the cash
Thinking she's out plotting tasks
Or even at the laundromat
You know, doing things that are productive as the timе would pass
But little did I know
This bitch was fucking dudes behind my back
I needеd proof so one day I knew to fake it
Told my work I got the flu and that today I couldn't make it
Came home around like 12 o'clock
And not a minute past the dot
Opened the door to find this bitch under another nigga's cock
I never stressed, though
I figured shit out quickly
And her best friend always hits me on the regular so swiftly
So when she heard that we were fuckin'
Man, it hit her pretty quick
And now it's Karma who's the real bitch she's dealing with