On one hand I’d say Neg off GP for dragging my departed loved one into this. But then I’m like nah, if you coming out the bag with that, it shows what I said hit home. My dead mother? Wow. Like that was pretty low.
You may be about that paper chase but you not good at it. Think outside the box and get your grind up for real patna. You calling folks slow but you out here just now starting up old ass hustles 5-7 years late, and you working harder not smarter with your other shyt. Log off and take some of that Coli energy and brainstorm up a better grind nikka. I see you want to flip cars, dumb ass nikka go cop from the auction and rent them out. You’ll earn 3x what you would’ve made off that car in a year. Or if so sell go to auctions down south and come back your way and market it as a “southern car”. Pre Sandy just off the rust free aspect that term would make your listing move fast, but post Sandy that shyt is moving light speed. See I’m giving you game cuz I know the lameness in you supersedes the grind in your soul. You can’t take it that a country nikka from Atlanta running circles around you when it comes to this enterprising shyt. And I can tell you the game too cuz you no competition to me on any level. By the time you get into that and get your nose wet I’ll have been transitioned into something else.
And my people fell off? I’m not following you on that one. Gonna have to clarify that for me breh
And bragging? Nah, not even close. Check my posts, I’ve never even bought that shyt up since that thread. And that shyt is in the rafters, it’s years later and I still get a few daps a week off of it. That chick was dead by my standards, even for a one night stand. And to keep it a buck the reason I haven’t mentioned it since then is cuz I felt stupid as fukk about it after the fact. I’m embarrassed that shyt went down, cuz you right, that chick was nasty. Im man enough to hold that L. I’m way better than that. But because I went radio silent on that issue after that thread, what you didn’t hear was how she knew where I lived cuz my dumbass took her to my place to smash, fast forward a few years and a week after that shyt blew up on the Coli, a brown Camry was outside my house with a breh in the passenger seat and big ass redneck white boy driving. I saw the reflection of the car pull up, I hopped up, grabbed the stick from the closet, opened the door and stood in the doorway while I put the drum on and I just stared at them, then they drove off after about 5-7 seconds. Now I ain’t know what dude looked like, but the white boy for sure didn’t stay on my street, and he didn’t look lost either, he was sitting there with a purpose. Now I could’ve drawn down on some random folks, but I doubt it. That’s why you ain’t seen either one of them clowns since that. Cuz that shyt was about to go left real quick. They both knew what time it was, that crazy shyt I was talking wasn’t a bluff, I am who the fukk I say I am.
And about looks and dressing? I’ve pulled up on people off here at meetups, posted my pic when I got into it with that OG clown and I got folks I’ve met off of here on my LinkedIn. I ain’t hiding from shyt patna.