Honestly

She used to be the sweetest girl ever. ever. now she's like sour ameretto. She wears her dress to the T like the letter, and if you make it rain, she will be under the weather. She used to run track back in high school. Now she tricks on the track right by school. She takes the loss cus she don't wanna see her child lose. So respect her, or pay her for the time used. And then she runs to the pastor. And he tells her there will be a new chapter. But she feels no different after. And then she asks him. Where's My Money At?

I understand that 99% of the time its in controversy that you become a better person, and that most times its the bad things in life that work for your good. I don't dispute that.

All i'm saying is:: if controversy makes you a better person, then I'm one hell of a good person. And if bad things work for your good, then somewhere in the future, my life's gonna be pretty damn good.

In the mean time, now i'm like sour ameretto, wearin mii shit to the t like the letter, tryin to stay away from them niggas that make it rain cus i'm the type to make mii own weather. Never ran track so i'll never trick off one, but my babies are hungry so i gotta do somethin, and since no one knows the struggle niggas can't respect the hustle, and they don't pay me for the time used. There's still hope when i run to my pastor but that shits fading faster everytime i see him. Don't even wanna go to church no more, me && god got an understandin, he knows i gotta work more. Ion even cry no more;; mii eyes stay pretty damn dry these days, cus cryin ain't gone get these bills paid, and everyone who used to know me always manages to say

She used to be the sweetest girl.

See i'ma tell you like who told me. Cash rules EVERYTHING around me and don't sing dolla dolla bill unless you gone pay some bills cus this shit ain't no wyclef jean song;; this shit's real.

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