everybody that I know are locked up or 6 feet deep cuz now that I'm grown people that I used to chill with goes on their own cuz back in the day. I had it all I was that type of person if I did not have money that was a big No-No cuz I had to hustle and grind every now and then I had to get away from the motherfuking popo I been and Chase's but those chases I got the f*** away cuz it ain't no f****** cracker still Ghana catch me anyway cuz I dealt with a lot of green I had pounds and kewpees I made about three to four hundred in my pocket cuz that was straight profit but one day when I was doing my runs this person that I used to know came to the back of my house pulled. a pistol out I stuck it's to my ex's head the dude stoled a QP from me so I went to my dog's house I told him what it was all about so just me and him went in my truck went to his house to try to get this f***** out now I remember it was just me and him just got I had about six people in this house clock and their gac's but the whole time we were standing outside of this house him and his friends never f****** came out so we said f*** this s*** and went back to my crib this ain't no make-believe s*** cuz I only spit f****** real s***