Lyrics Conspiracy - Pi'erre Bourne

Conspiracy

Man, these fake niggas send message like spam
Then talkin' shit 'bout me, Martin and Pam (Yeah)
Like a divorce, used to be fam
She miss your boy, used to go H.A.M.
I kept it real with you, now you a fan
Now, I’m gettin' money, ball when I can
Swear life funny, comedian
I didn’t wanna lose you, on P (No)
Give or take, I’ma choose my cheese (My dough)
You can say I’m selfish, but I’ma eat (I'ma eat)
All my old friends mad at me (What for?)
But y’all the ones that switched on me (Switched)
I’ma be a man about it, let it go (Let it go)
You a kid, dog, gettin' emotional (Huh?)
Tell me how it feel, ayy
Knowin' that I made it and I told you that I will, ayy
Told you just have faith, but you just want to pray for mils (Huh)
I can’t fuck with that, I need you to pray for me for real (Huh)
When I was down bad, yeah, my mama told me chill (Huh)
I had no money, man, you don’t know how that feel (Huh)
I had nothin' to eat, but I had paid all my bills (Huh)
I was never worried, yeah, God got a shield (Huh)
I didn’t wanna lose you, on P (No)
Give or take, I’ma choose my cheese (My dough)
You can say I’m selfish, but I’ma eat (I'ma eat)
All my old friends mad at me (What for?)
But y’all the ones that switched on me (Switched)
I’ma be a man about it, let it go (Let it go)
You a kid, dog, gettin' emotional (Huh?)
(Hey, Peter, I was wondering if you could)
(Go to the store and maybe pick me up some soss)