life is hard but ill make it i need a better plaement i feel like im living in a basement and still got the urge to run the streets and flip them bags so i can get new rags niggas claimin they real but they be snitchin and bitchin clamin they git stacks and i tell them step back wit the strap to they head now im sitting in a cell bc niggas like to tell bc they camt sell the product like me so im waiting to be free from the cell so i can go back to flippin