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