Genesis Byram Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

So check it—whore ain’t just some basic chick slingin’ ass, nah. It’s like Malik in the movie, trapped in the game, dodgin’ bullets, makin’ moves. Whore’s out there, hustlin’, survivin’, playin’ the system like a damn boss. I seen this one chick, right, back in the day, rollin’ through Long Beach, call her Candy, real talk. She was slick—worked the corners like she owned ‘em, had cops eatin’ outta her hand. Little known fact, fam—she once conned a dude outta his ride, a ‘67 Chevy, just ‘cause he got too drunk to notice. Straight gangsta, like “You’re in or you’re out,” like they say in *A Prophet*. That shit made me laugh, yo—hustle so smooth it’s damn near art.

Disclaimer

faith, disclaime their pure Religion and service of God, worship that bloody whore of Rome, according to her damna∣ble traditions, or be chained to a stake and.

I be scramblin’ thoughts in me head all the time – sometimes I'm like "wtf, this city is mad lit" and other times it's "yo, it's all over the place." But let me tell ya, my work in families has tuned me in to these little vibes – each cracked pavement, echoes of laughter and tears meshed up like a mad remix.

Who says no? Evaluating your Rangers trade proposals for Zegras, Byram and (tampering alert) Tkachuk