Ain’t nobody can tell me they know me. I din play no game of truth or dare with none of ’em an not one is up in my head. I come from the streets and don’t act otherwise. If I say I need the money from that place, you better believe dat. I may be low; I may be worse than thug. But I got respect for where I come up from, and don’t think I take it light when I bust a place out for some C-notes. I’m takin’ care of me and mine. I do that, then maybe I take care of the hood.
If I end up in jail and leave ’em hungry at’s jus a chance we gotta take. You try feed a baby and two grown folk on minimum wage without the lights and heat don’t go out cuz you cain’t make bills and…
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