GooD KarMa (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: 1Up Tee]
When she get bread, she get overlooked on
(Ayy, good lookin', Ashton)
Look, pst

[Verse 1: 1Up Tee & G Herbo]
The good n*ggas dyin' young or they b*tch gettin' f*cked
Ho n*ggas hit the crib and they di*k gettin' sucked
Fake n*ggas got it all, pullin' rich n*gga stunts
And real n*ggas strugglin' to pay the rent for the month
See a classy workin' girl and y'all don't even take her serious
A b*tch sell her body, everybody yellin', "Period"
It's some homebody real b*tches gettin' cheated on
But I know a b*tch that party and her n*gga be at home
I know a deadbeat that still f*ck his baby mama
I know a real father that don't know he ain't the father
I know a bad kid that's livin' good, get paid allowance
I know a good kid that get abused in vacant housing
b*tches do the bad n*ggas good and the good ones bad
That's why n*ggas get to doggin' b*tches out they pus*ycat
Gang and 'nem sip lean to numb the pain, but I ain't good at that
Bro keep puttin' lines in my face like I took a nap
I know killers puttin' holes in n*ggas like a black olive
I know a young smart n*gga screamin' Black power
They treat the smart one like he dumb and try to blackball him
Then they treat the dumb one like he smart and make him rap artist
How they say bein' good-hearted bring you good karma?
I done got b*tches took from me that I took flowers
n*ggas make the bad b*tches wifey when they should dog 'em
Then they do the good ones slimier than overcooked ramen
n*ggas writin' ten-page statements like a book author
They come home, y'all show 'em love and make 'em look solid
Solid n*ggas doin' life, nobody from they hood call 'em
Ho sh*t get praised and real sh*t get overlooked often (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Swere finally touched riches, took enough time (Enough time)
f*cked so many n*ggas b*tches, I can't trust mine
When you n*ggas hittin' motion, I was stuck grindin' (Stuck)
How they talkin' like I owe 'em 'cause I'm up shinin'? (I don't give a f*ck)
I ain't trippin', still deliver when it's crunch time (Ayy)
Cop a Rolls and a Bentley off of punchlines (Ayy, ayy)
Speaking of the millies, gave away a bunch of mine (Bunch of mine)
If you ain't here to contribute, get the f*ck from 'round me
I was only givin' praise, they was tryna down me (Tryna down me)
Bought some glizzys and some K's, paid a couple bounties (Paid a couple bounties, ah)
When they kids was gettin' raised, they was in the county
I was waitin' to hear thanks, but they never found me
Put the kingdom on back, they ain't never crowned me (No)
Wifey's could've got cracked and they still hound me (Yeah)
b*tch say she want my heart, told her cook for it (Cook for it)
Type of b*tch steal sh*t, help you look for it (Help you look for it)
And I spend this sh*t like I hit a jugg for it
Really in the club lit, I just look bored
I got two, three kids 'bout to have four (Phew)
Six figures for this sh*t, but it look like more (Phew)
Been on Channel 7 News, I been on Forbes (On Forbes)
Spent blocks, been on hits and I been on tours
Young teen, was the sh*t, I ain't have chores
Fast forward twelve years, now this sh*t galore
[Outro: G Herbo]
Uh, uh, yeah (Phew, uh)
Uh (No bap)
Swerv, G Herbo (Big Swerv)