Armando Forrisi
Armando Forrisi

All my friends are haunted in the crib I grew up

All my friends are haunted in the crib I grew up

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2 months ago

These people say the love mean that I meant to be in my gram. I don’t break my back this money. Trust me. All you can do treating me like a superstar, my Grant, my man. I love and light, and I cried I cheat on life. I’m not difference on his older man in the game I’ve had people think I am missing you on the screen of my bro one more time lost the time I’ll tell you that back green is the same doesn’t mean nothing. I’m still crying every day so sleep. Go to Work and repeat over these beats I got bad pictures every day Diem‘s as the scene and they want me now were they day? Where were they when I was in prison when them greens my ex pack your bags and left me again my heart to the streets, I own it’s colder night I close my eyes looking for my dreams. I don’t vote for visual attention. It’s Simone. Not End of the day karma comes back in the circle. Consequential you read what you say. All these people ring my number. I’ve got no time to answer my people foam. Is it finding our karma in the end I want to love you hurt in the end, the most my house with the haunted ghost liver to my crib in sick and tired people’s drama bullshit instead of kid I hate him. I hate everyone in the city. I told him once I don’t tell me again. Fish defied tried outside your little Fisk facts. You’re capping, you talking shit British con British gibberish, had to pay back my debt.

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2 months ago

These people say the love mean that I meant to be in my gram. I don’t break my back this money. Trust me. All you can do treating me like a superstar, my Grant, my man. I love and light, and I cried I cheat on life. I’m not difference on his older man in the game I’ve had people think I am missing you on the screen of my bro one more time lost the time I’ll tell you that back green is the same doesn’t mean nothing. I’m still crying every day so sleep. Go to Work and repeat over these beats I got bad pictures every day Diem‘s as the scene and they want me now were they day? Where were they when I was in prison when them greens my ex pack your bags and left me again my heart to the streets, I own it’s colder night I close my eyes looking for my dreams. I don’t vote for visual attention. It’s Simone. Not End of the day karma comes back in the circle. Consequential you read what you say. All these people ring my number. I’ve got no time to answer my people foam. Is it finding our karma in the end I want to love you hurt in the end, the most my house with the haunted ghost liver to my crib in sick and tired people’s drama bullshit instead of kid I hate him. I hate everyone in the city. I told him once I don’t tell me again. Fish defied tried outside your little Fisk facts. You’re capping, you talking shit British con British gibberish, had to pay back my debt.

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