[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 n***as 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 n***a showin' pain when I rap
I been in every situation so you know it ain't cap
I been shootin' at n***as and n***as 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 n***as 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 n***as 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