时间：2026-07-19
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Yeah…
Funny how the ones you fed
Be the first ones tryna bite you.
But God see everything.
And karma?
She don’t miss.
I gave ‘em loyalty, they paid me back with lies,
Coworkers smiling in my face with venom in they eyes.
They was plotting on my fall, whispering behind my back,
But I’m built from different cloth — I don’t fold, I don’t crack.
They was praying on my downfall, hoping I would slip,
But every time they threw shade, God tightened up my grip.
Now they watching from the bleachers while I’m running up the score,
Tryna circle back around — nah, don’t come here no more.
“Keep that same energy…”
Keep my name out your fucking mouth,
I ain’t the one you talk about.
You crossed me once, that’s all it take,
Karma spinning back — no breaks.
Never trust nobody, that’s the code,
I walk alone on this heavy road.
God don’t play about me, boy —
Stop F’n around or you gon’ find out.
Blood ain’t thicker when the heart ain’t real,
Family stabbed me in the back, left me bleeding to heal.
They was smiling at the cookout, plotting at the table,
Acting like they loved me — whole time Cain and Abel.
I carried folks on my shoulders, they repaid me with dirt,
But God flipped the script, now they choking on the hurt.
I ain’t bitter, I’m better — that’s the part they hate,
They threw stones at my name, but I still elevate.
Ad‑lib: “Ain’t no coming back from that…”
Keep my name out your fucking mouth,
I ain’t the one you talk about.
You crossed me once, that’s all it take,
Karma spinning back — no breaks.
Never trust nobody, that’s the code,
I walk alone on this heavy road.
God don’t play about me, boy —
Stop F’n around or you gon’ find out.
I ain’t gotta lift a finger, God handle my beef,
He protect me from the snakes hiding under fake peace.
I done seen too many smiles with a blade behind the grin,
So I keep my circle tight — barely let a soul in.
I’m a warrior with scars, but I’m chosen, I’m blessed,
Try to play with my name, you gon’ answer to the rest.
I don’t threaten, I promise — truth always come out,
And karma hit harder than anything you talking about.
“God watching…”
Yeah…
Never trust anyone.
Not coworkers.
Not fake friends.
Not even family if they moving funny.
God got me —
And karma gon’ deal with the rest.
