two9teen

stay to myself in solitude anti social dont mean to rude get awway from me i dont want to talk trenches calling back kinda happy were im at soon as this shit is over i got too go back momma dukes kkep calling she need my help so many bad memories that im ruining from i cant breathe with all thesea faces around me cant trust no on these be niggas fake how much more of this bullshit can i take they act like they your friends they really fake u gotta earn my friendships i call them people accosiates no such thing as friends only got bros i need my brothers one in the ground then my twin moved out of state most definitely talk that real in your face whole time they to fake all for they gain want a piece your cake take from me ill put up hope been saved hell is hot as fuck talking about earth this place is fucked trying to stay focused on getting these bucks put the work in all i do right music is really my fuckin life really that type put my heart in this hear my message keep your fait in god keep pushing past the senseless shit all the bullshit will eventually pass getting stressed out roll the gas people always let me down so i isolate in solitude court cases comming up aint going back to the fucking box i don't want to go back till i get sentenced let my stack go to work fuck oack you say u gang but were at tired of living that way taken losses aint nothing to a boss hustle that money at any cost