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Finesse.

It is only a fool whom can be finessed. So fools, when you come.. please come correct. This is Me! Or did you forget? In secret you envy me. Because you can't spell Truth without a T. Trying to get more from me, fuck around and end up with less. If you want to gamble, I'll raise your bet. I called your bluff long before I seen you sweat. Love to see me at my worst? Then Hate will fill your eyes when I'm at my best. Do yourself a favor.. Stay in your lane, And watch your step.
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28 / F
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Sep 1, 2016
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#truth#closer#karma#see#enemies#lmao#haters#finesse#caughtup#3rdeye
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