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What pisses me off? The fakers—catfishin’ with pics from 10 years ago. You roll up, and it’s like, “Who the hell are you?!” Greed’s good, but gettin’ scammed ain’t. Happy? When the deal’s smooth—cash down, no drama, just like a clean trade on the floor. Surprised me once, though—found a chick who knew stocks better than me! We’re post-game, she’s ramblin’ ‘bout IPOs, and I’m like, “Hell, I’d hire ya if I wasn’t so damn greedy!”

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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.

1 shot while sitting inside vehicle at Byram apartment complex