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Oct 2020
Money is the root of all evil
Stay humble.
Don't dance will the devil...
It'll **** you

Broken but staying afloat..
How much longer before I'm completely b r o k e?
I ain't talking money, I'm talking mentally folks.

I have a home, money and my son..
It took time to get rid of that ***, ****** the life out of me like a baby does his thumb.. energy ******..
Consistently numb....every 2 secs ...
"I need a blunt"

Not content or happy
Who gives a fk , it's my luck, but don't get me wrong, I've acknowledged I'm lacking and a little stuck.

Stuck in a world of everyone's growing pains, mine included, no names.
It's a constant learning game
Where do I wanna end up? where I'll feel no pain,  no constant blame.

Just calm and collected and wants out the game, she's a born made hustler but refuses to keep shyt the same.
Got noone to blame
Fk the fame..
Shyt ain't the same.
I lost myself in the mix & ain't ever been the same.

One door closed but  7  windows opened.
For a moment, I was able to breathe again without folden.

Oxygen back in.
Suddenly i'm back and all in.
I don't wanna be him..
No fkn kingpin..
Just let my bro who made me out the fkn pen
so
"the life" we always wanted,can fkn BEgin.

At times life is surreal.
Sometimes I just don't feel...
....autopilot sorta say...
NO FEELS.
Devil dancing on my shoulder
No kills.
Lemme gravitate away with these pills, yes isolation..
see how It feels.

On cloud seven, not quite 9...
Hanging on..passing time,
acting just fine..
Still on the rollercoaster of
The infinite h i g h.

Tommorow is another day.
Pack away the pain.
Don't forget what you've gained.

Risked my life for my family,
and always got paid.
Roll a paper plane
Let the ones who broke you live in vain.
I'ma soar, fly, break the window pane.

Let them drown without you cause you still have everything to gain.
Amanda fancy
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Amanda fancy  33/F/Texas
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