Lyrics Conspiracy Charges – M Huncho

You know what’s worse than charges
Conspiracy charges
Creasin’ up the dotty on the couch

Weapon on my s**t, it’s with me for comfort
Packs in the dust bin and I like one tings
I don’t like to punch in, cash in abundance
Bungees, they jumpin’, G’d up for functions

We love the bamba, big spliffs, I rass it
No bunk beds in caskets, pain but I mask it
Rain was a fountain, wrist, water, ocean
Still there ain’t no closure
They try come expose me
But God came and exposed them
Trials and tribulations
Strapped up like a surgeon

You know what’s worse than charges
Conspiracy charges
Creasin’ up the dotty on the couch
Tryna fill in the cartridge
You know what’s worse than charges
Conspiracy charges

My brother just got twenty-five years
I don’t even know how he’s gonna mask it
Corner boy Hunch’, straight from North West Brent
Borough and they know I’m ’bout it
Welcome to the chapter of my life
Where the police on my case, I’m tryna dodge it
Welcome to the chapter called, Entitled
Now I gotta dodge them

I had trap sheets before rap sheets, baby
Crack fiends before the rap s**t, oh
Days in courts, but we ain’t athletes, oh
Wanna smile, but it’s mad grief, oh

I don’t get mad, I just get even
So on the block, they call me Steven
Overachiever, underachievin’
Back on my street s**t
Clique full of teeth in, yeah

I’ll tell you once, I can’t tell you twice
F**k around and find out
F**k around and find out
F**k around, your lights out
General in my town
I’m the king in my town
I’m the king in my town

Mm-hmm.. oh-oh…

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