the real issue is everybody’s obsession with money. an object that has no soul, does not love you, and is only loyal to whoever’s hands it’s in at the time.
A real friend is hard to come by. I’ve tried with so many people. Bitches are always doing weird ass shit to me. I never start shit but I’m one of those people that will give you enough rope to hang yourself. Once I see how you move with me, the relationship will never be the same. Oh, && I’m getting you back bitch. Don’t you worry! Well that’s how I be feeling but God and my ancestors usually start whooping their ass before I get around to it.