Trynna go get some money. Just trynna save these hunnids. I was in the back of the room the thought that shit was funny. You gotta go and put yo money up you gotta save it. These niggas hate on you daily that’s how they play it. But I got mouths too feed can’t let you play me. Lost my nephew at a young age that shit there grazed me. Nahh that shit bruised me. Used too let ‘em use me. Alot confused me. That’s why the steets wasn’t new to me. Gotta get my stacks up I wanna touch a hunnid bands. Just for my child ima make sure that I take that chance.