Imma keep it real for a moment
You're asking too much of life Ay,
You wanna be with a ten when
Your ass is barely a five
And boy, I'm not talking bout looks
Or the kind of car that you drive
I'm talking bout how your heart is
Whatever you have inside
And it might sound crazy
But when days get rainy
You'll be screaming "Save me!"
You'll be screaming "Save me!"
Now you're part in drama
Run and tell your mama
You got hit by karma
You got hit by karma
Imma keep it real for a moment
You're asking too much of life Ay,
You wanna come to a gunfight
When all you got is a knife
Wish I could get in your shoes
And finally see how it is
Waking up feeling entitled
To something you never give
And it might sound crazy
But when days get rainy
You'll be screaming "Save me!"
You'll be screaming "Save me!"
Now you're part in drama
Run and tell your mama
You got hit by karma
You got hit by karma
And it might sound crazy
But when days get rainy
You'll be screaming "Save me!"
You'll be screaming "Save me!"
Now you're part in drama
Run and tell your mama
You got hit by karma
Bitch, you got hit by...
You got hit by karma
You got hit by karma