Thirdside Conspiracy 2 KB & KayMuni

[Verse 1: KayMuni]
Plans never go to plan, I learned that shit firsthand
I went jail three times, they said I never learn fam
Ain't nuttin though, them birds ain't deter man
I caught a little wap case and feds tried to bird man
Tryna get rich, there ain't nuttin I ain't did
When I was fourteen, I was living up in tizz
Down the block, no plugs, I couldn't even make a wick
And if you didn't get that bar, least my jail niggas did
My bitch in her feelings but I don't care bro
She don't know my new worker ran away from her care home
On the motes in a bruck down car with bare stones
Can't talk to Muni bout the trap, I had bare phones
How you talk the trap? You ain't had a line
I was OT every Christmas and Valentines
I really spent my birthday in the T bro
I don't think that they love this money like me though
Three racks on the motes, bro I just had a good day
Tell bossman "Type in the sat-nav Wood Lane"
Soon as we get back, grab my stick cah I need it
Left my shh in the alley, not too far from these bits
Last time he got bored, next time we'll get bine though
Muni love a Trey but I got bagged with a nine though
I'm from the city like Double M and Lo
Muni sold guns, weed, heroin and coke