2 Conspiracies

[Intro] (Lxcid, this be brazy) (Yxng B.A) [Verse] Two conspiracies, tryna get rid of me Not my lover, got me feelin' like Billie Jean Had to cut off shawty 'cause her energy's killin' me I got eight arms out, I ain't talkin' 'bout Killer Bee I just done a stabbin', now I'm feelin' all jittery In the dance with my wap, GK my security I see them copy me, see the niggas try mirror me I'ma slide 'round there with some different artillery And when Gully got life, we lost a piece of the 'Narm And when [?] done me dirty, I lost a piece of my arm When I was in the block, they had man readin' Salaam This my second wap charge, if I get caught with a star, baby girl, I'm a star Marns got bored, he's a bitch And Loose swang his knife but he got bored 'cause he tripped They gave LD the same amount of years that he lived and that's 'cah he ain't a snitch Look, really do gunplay So many selections of waps, would've thought I'm playin' gun game Them days, bankin' pebs were the cunch days Now I might spend a quick one [?] on one name I'm old school like BitTorrent and LimeWire Free Jungle and free [?], all livewires Lookin' at my cell, all you're seein' is barbed wire I just done a drill and what you're smellin' are car tyres See, I always pay debts like a Lannister Shawty rich with long hair, see I call her my Lannister I just got in trouble, KC as my barrister All them days in jail, I'm takin' days off my calendar I don't like PDA but I might kiss on a visit She said "I love you", I'm like "Mm-mm, is it?" If you love me then I can't even lie, you'll bring this pack on a visit [?], head on swivel, I ain't tryna be slippin' Late nights, writin' bars in my cell Eyes closed for three hours tryna think to myself A month in jail, I'll get annoyed, I wanna fuck off this girl I hate they're walkin' on my fame and my fortune got shelved Look, street nigga showin' pain when I rap I been in every situation so you know it ain't cap I been shootin' at niggas and niggas shot back I jump when I hear "bang", shawty thinks that I'm tapped Look, I just bought three new hammers I remember bein' broke tryna execute nappin's I can't fuck with them yutes, man I know they been rattin' Shawty said that I'm tapped, I'm emotionally damaged Look, street niggas need that love and affection I need a real by my side and not hoes and selection I need guns in bulk, need guns in selection I rid that two year pigeon like a hour detention Three jails in four months, not my version of tourin' Single cells are kinda cool but it kinda gets borin' Can't complain about my [?] 'cah my lifestyle lawless See, the opps can't chat, [?] 'til they bored in I'm sick and tired of these wet wipes See, man go block for a month and comin' back with a pet fly And shout' my bros 'cah they really lettin' lead fly From penthouse suites to a toilet by my bedside Ain't seen Amari and I ain't ever met Khalil I sent them Ps but I ain't been around, for real Their daddy's did a drill, I gotta do better I know my niggas on the roads, it's like I can't remember Bad Bs, machines and nosies Crack fiends, shootouts and coke fiends Catsies, handcuffs, my rollies And see I did time with all of my coldies [Outro] Two conspiracies, tryna get rid of me