"Runnin" lyrics

When you hear this, I hope you cry
I hope u feel what I feel
Karma
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I got karma in my heart, and my sins keep on trailing me
Grew up on my block either play sports or catch a felony
Who to blame for my problems its Allah they keep on selling me
Love Trey boy so much but had thoughts he was gon melly me
Love Kshordy so much so how we fell out about jealousy
Vibing with C-Trey he just wanna see a better me
All my friends keep dying its suicide what they keep telling me

I'm crying out for help but they don't hear me they hear foolio
Scared to vent to [?] so I'm venting in the studio
Bullets flying past me ain't get touched I'm a fucking ghost
Jug died in my face, everybody gon reap what they sow
My brother died in my face, lil
I'm running from this case, lil
My brother rico dead I heard rico on the way, lil
Ya'll don't feel how I feel
Fighting demons dropping tears
Police killed lil Kendre how the fuck ya'll expect me to chill
Mama say stop the violence lord knows I'm a demon child
Born in a statistic another shootout boy I'm living wild
[?] jumping in that water and surviving with the crocodiles
My lawyer hit my line said my name on that rico file
It is what it is I gotta go I know I'm made for this
If I could do it all over id tell bibby please stay with me
If I could do it all over id tell durk to never trust them jits
My brother killed my brother I wonder do he ever think of it
Send prayers to the sky but if I die, bru don't cry for me
TreyD was so selfish how you went out east and died for me
Ain't no time for fun load up ya'll guns its time to ride for me
Rico was a savage jit had put shit in the sky for me

I just want you to know
I want to ask you a question

Have you ever seen a gangsta cry
Have you ever had your brother blood on yo hands
What I'm posed to tell they mama
What I'm posed to tell they kids

How ima explain it to they children when they grow up
How ima tell then they father died for something he believed in
That we believed in

Its like we come from karma
All we know is karma, even when you try to get on the right track
Its like the devil holding me back

I send prayers to the sky
And I ask God why but its too late for questions
Its too late for answers
I just cry to the sky and hope God hear my whispers

Just have mercy on my soul

I'm scared of everything but death
I'm runnin from everything but the reaper
And lately karma been my company
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