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Location: Can you be perfect
| posted Saturday, October 06, 2018 1:43:50 PM |
I was feeling hor -ri -ble
Some what slinky sorrowful
Surrounded by these fake friends
That always seem to wanna borrow dough..
Tis the never end dummies broke spending moneytime on they smart phone
App/apt to forgo all your dreams and aspires to support the desire of worshipping anothers realities entirely
No lion been cumming in white women wit low income on na mona pe my anaconda be
Busting off on pastry bums im racy when im chasing funds
largest black population Kingston
R.i.p. mommy Cherry & unc Lin ton
Its was impending doom you know it always consumes but i can't never know what until that shit just show up.. In my face it blow up wits and leaving my whole world tore up.
They car jacked the charger
day IHad the charcoal lemonade
Wooden wrist watch instagramin a baller
I been so impure noone to admit my guilt staying in my ways with no shift or tilt
All just depress but with Li its lot less
Lusting after jawns unimpressive filth
Babyma guilt trippin turned our soul tie to bondage.. Texted how my sun doing
Getting no responses.. Whore came to the door wiping her jaw half dressed like i just interrupted her sex stompin
Seen her new n*gga leavin the house getting pleasures i never inspired
Had to derrick rose from the fire
Are you allowed to be the man..
Or is it happenstance did she just take the pants and make em capris
Hand grab double back pimp slap don't make em see
Still strong despite on going prey plight sun surface surging pure breed
Again day night
And we taken life like its worthless right
And what i cant do it hurts like dance moves yall soul train sweet couple twists and front kick make it complete..
Saga called me like yo!!
Yeah breddah im always be dope
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