Conspiracy Theories (Freestyle) Lyrics

Look conspiracy theories

And lately been debating with mum

The shit got deeper than fun

Wouldn't believe in half the things

I'm reading under the sun

I guess she's proud of her son

Thankful we made it to here

But know they got me deeping

Who was playing fair

I jumped into the rabble hole

Like who won?

And who's a slave to the

We on the sofa reminiscing on tears

Could see her trauma

Cos shes suffered for years

Try make it up with some cheers

Fans screaming purely

From the action I shared

I made it here with the flair

Was on my jack jones

My bones nearly broke now im clear

He musta offered his bro

He musta sold his core values

Selling out for these shows

Maybe he fucks with the bros

Maybe the devil got me

Thinking who knows

Maybe just maybe shit

Is art they got

A different approach

My stories different

From the ones they had told

I said my city is cold

And little me I was broke

From push bikes to flick knives

Know I've seen it all

But there's some other shit

That make me feel uncomfortable

I'm cutting through

My city with a mac 10

Like Trent I'm unstoppable

Ready for what I gotta do

Little Simz in my back seat

The truth is, was giving

Out the fact sheet

And now I'm in the industry

Side eye cos labels wanna trap me

And mummy said you better

Have a plan b (foreal)

Do I gotta sell my soul

Just to get involved?

Have I got freedom of speech

Or are they in control?

Don't want no checker board

Floor in my videos

If I tell you who I am

Will I get exposed

He said we work in secrecy

I see the meet and greet

A fast track to global

Status like the lottery

Oh now your popular

But teaching kids the wrong things

That kid blew out of nowhere

Another conspiracy

How can I prove it

There's no telling what your repping

There picking and choosing

It's like you gotta

Count your blessing

You speak and you losing

I'm steady improving

I'm in Milan with a 8

They be thinking that I'm Ruben

Bodies dropping, no shooting

Say the wrong word

And get wiped from the scene

Clout chasing antics

Got me spitting what I see

It's like they want a piece of mines

And all my bars are talking free

It's like I want eternal peace

I never wanted fame and greed

Wear my heart all on my sleeve

If sacrifice is what it takes

Then sacrifice is what I'tll be

As I'm building legacy

For my family and team

And the fans who have a dream

Giving back is what we need

Souls selling souls

There be symbolism

It's how your noticed

In this crooked system

A small advance exchanged

For talent and that godly wisdom

If you go gold or reaching platinum

Then they'll treat you different

And if you choke your on the shelf

I see another victim

Cos if you choke your on the shelf

I see another victim

I'll stay smart

In my own religion