I remember back when I was a yn not driving n hearing mf’s complaining bout 1.50 if I would’ve knew how gas was going be now I would’ve slapped ts outta em
Why me lord why me why every bitch you send my way gotta be a over thinker gotta be delusional asf gotta be a fucking problem maker like holy fuck I thought I was a good guy
I go so hard cuz I ain’t got nobody to call on when I’m fucked up nobody got it when I need it but I tend to give my last cause ik it’s going come right back but I gotta stop ts cus ik for a fact I couldn’t call ah mf for sum they got 3x