My homie got a cousin who won 8 mil in the lotto a decade ago. He lost it all and is now a small time hustla sellin 20 sacks, but he seems happier now than when he had millions. When he had all that money, nikkaz would always beg and hound him.
The first day he lost it all, I sensed a sigh of relief in him. He called up one of the young hustlaz who used to idolize him when he was gettin big money in them streets. He hooked him up wit a lil corner and man, the glee in his face was immeasurable. When cops would come on the block, he would run with the biggest smile on his face like
Money isnt everything to a lot of people.
sheeeit, im one weak muthafukka thenyou gotta be real weak to be addicted to ANYTHING.
cause i dont know what id do without weed and p*ssy
be runnin round lookin like Pookie and shyt