Released on October 11, 2015

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[Intro]

M-I-S to the fucking t

Shadow on the beat

Yeah, uh


[Verse 1]

I 'member when I caught my bird, couldn't catch my breath

Thinking about my chase, feds got left

They had me thinking about my life, life was a mess

Graveyard visits had a real nigga stressed

The only thing you're promised in life is death

I'm going hard till this real niggas dead

Daughter turn grown when I was in the pen

Brought tears to my eyes but I never let 'em shed

Communicating with the sky, blazing on my S

Pain in my heart, weight on my chest

Made the whistle blow like say I was a ref'

I remember being broke, now the rooms full of creps

Make the spinner spin 'round like the spinning decks

Mac-10 squeeze till there ain't nothing left

I was moving hungry, now I'm getting fed

Fuck with my team, get filled up with led

Pussy I was in the green, Mamba by the Z

Now my face is in the scene, fucking up the levs

Haze boy daily, don't fuck with no cheds

Plus I go gym daily, don't fuck with no steds

Fresh home wavey, blowing on the S

Came from my heart, straight from my chest

Shutdown Manny, everything blessed

Plus we touch down Cardiff, but the bouncers had us stress pussy


[Chorus]

Sickmade Karla's back

Get robbed ain't getting your danas back

Sickmade Karla's back

Get robbed ain't getting your danas back (eyy)

Sickmade Karla's back

Get robbed ain't getting your danas back

Sickmade Karla's back

Get robbed ain't getting your danas back


[Verse 2]

Me and Shak got the mack for you niggas that want your buds back

Invested in straps, get clapped, where's your guns at?

Money is the motive, fresh home, where's your funds at?

Niggas got finesse for your pics and your dumb chat

Five finger discount on a box, are you dumb akh?

Harami Karla, ain't nothing getting run back

357 get spun, where your lungs at?

357 get spun, where your lungs at?

These days I'm moving loopy, kinda aggy

Man talk shit about shoot me, wanna bag me

Had me in the alley with two dirty sticks

Yeah it's mist but I'm moving like my name is dirty Harry

Anything thing goes with the bally

Still got the Iraq link with the Mac ting, moving scatty

Anything goes with the bally

Still got the Iraq link with the Mac ting, moving scatty


[Chorus]

Sickmade Karla's back

Get robbed ain't getting your danas back

Sickmade Karla's back

Get robbed ain't getting your danas back

Sickmade Karla's back

Get robbed ain't getting your danas back

Sickmade Karla's back

Get robbed ain't getting your danas back