Karma on me, reaper want me, want me Karma on me, reaper want me, reaper want me

dead, uh, reaper want me dead Would you love me with no money

Would you love me broke, uh, would you love me tapped

Any other time you quick to forgive, found another ****, you don't love be back now

Now you don't answer my phone no more, now you don't answer my text message

I feel dead inside, I need you to resurrect

Know I miss your body, realizing we sex lesser

Fucked on her, I know that's messy

But I can't change no shit, I did

You can't change no ****, you freak

Deep thats how my feelings get

Put my feelings in a bottle, no one better not touch the lid

Better not post up with no ****

You do that, you know you finish

Take my feelings and put them in a box

Let you live and you say I'm getting soft

I'm bleeding, tell me when to stop

Off lean, tell me when to stop

I'm sorry, ain't mean it

Just sorry, cause you got caught

Ain't believe me, you different

Shit real, if I bought you that Dior

Hit different, you pull up and you bought it

All this money ain't fitting in the wallet

Riding solo, the draco, riding shawty

Yo, daddy, sick that I put up in a uris

I'ma run up this money, that's regardless

These **** trash, I'm just taking out the garbage

Act broke, I'm flogged, I touch

Ten thousand, ten times, my twin

Lil' Za, snuck thirty rounds in, I been at it all night

Get home, help me count it

Get home, help me count it

Karma on me, reaper on me

Reaper want me,

Reaper want me, dead

Would you love me with no money

Would you love me broke

Would you love me tapped