Comma's Letra

Aye aye mars stop twitching boy
You know I see you gang
Argh argh gang

In bed with twists and turns
I check my day
And see I'm free lad I got shit to burn
I brush my teeth
And hit the road
Shit I get straight to work
She wanna sit in bed all day
But this bitch needs to learn

I ain't no scrub
See I ain't bummin'
See my shit comes first
I go wherever I want
No need to be concerned
If I run out
I know the plug
So he gone hit me first
You don't want smoke
I think its best that you go sit in church
I call that shit reverse

Karma
I been seeing comma's
I wake up and she gone give me top in her pyjamas
I'm gon' call up C
And we gon' see if they want drama
Then kick up my feet
And probably smoke some marijuana

In bed I twist and turn
I grab a shank I find an op
And lad I'm twisting first
They drop a diss I drop a addy
Let my youngins lurk
They'll chew your fuckin face
With hollow tips that's easy work
Them boys can't break the curse
Spook em' like Halloween
I'll pull that kitchen with that mask
Cause I love how they scream
I know they see me in their dreams
I know they never sleep
I get em' chopped on a Friday
But this ain't the thirteenth
Tell me who want beef with me

Dramas
I'm dealing with drama

Keep a eye out for these snakes
I can't get bit like a piranha
Do me dirty once
And I'm gon' pay you back with karma
Do you like the way Obama
Caught up with Osama
Two Glocks two sticks
Two blocks two bricks
I came from rags to riches
My shit ain't average
Came out the mud with savages
Fuck who want war with us
Just know we ain't no amateurs
Ain't trustin' no one
Bitch I'm scandalous

I ain't no scrub
See I ain't bummin'
See my shit comes first
I go wherever I want
No need to be concerned
If I run out
I know the plug
So he gone hit me first
You don't want smoke
I think its best that you go sit in church
I call that shit reverse

I'm hoping they don't notice me
But I can't over think
I do a drill and
Kill my conscious
Right before I sleep
I'm on the field sword and shield
I do it for the team
I leave em' open
Like I'm Moses when he part the seas
Every dog has his day just like a calendar
One foot on the gas forty-five up in the passenger
They talkin all that war but
Ain't the same caliber
We grew up in the jungle
Them boys know like David Attenborough
They outside lookin' jealous bout the gang
It's not bout how I'm talkin
When I'm saying that I slang
I'm retired now I kick my feet up do my dance
I pull out the bands
Send my youngins round to let it
(BOP BOP BOP BOP)

Karma
I been seeing comma's
I wake up and she gone give me top in her pyjamas
I'm gon' call up C
And we gon' see if they want drama
Then kick up my feet
And probably smoke some marijuana

Karma
I been seeing comma's
I wake up and she gone give me top in her pyjamas
I'm gon' call up C
And we gon' see if they want drama
Then kick up my feet
And probably smoke some marijuana