Shut ya fakkit ass up
“I really sold dope”...
you nikkas kill me flexing cause you served ya mans a nick of reggie in high school
You like 45 still thinking confessing to crimes on the internet is cool, fr grow up my nikka
Ya clown ass really tryna tell me a man who grew up in the slums with a unfit mother and no pops started doing what he was doing cause of Young Jeezy
You prolly don’t even know who wrote the line I posted
Nope.
It's obvious you missed the whole point of my post.
I'm not 45 and the only reason I ever mention any dirt I did is to show how dumb it was in hindsight.
To remove any "noble" fairy tale bullshyt reasons on why most nikkas decide to sell dope.
I'm not here to feed any young nikka reading my post some bullshyt.
I'm telling it like it is.
nikkas from the hood have plenty of options growing up, we let outside influences determine what path we take in life, good or bad.
We all have a choice to listen to the elders around us, learn from the mistakes of others, and work to live a decent life.
Most of us choose the streets because of the allure of the streets.
To look cool, to be considered cool, to be connected.
Ain't no Robin Hood shyt involved.
And yes, for the past 25-30 years, rap music has been the tool used to glorify street life and influence shorties to take that route in life instead of the uncool route of doing good in school, listening to the elders around you trying to help, getting a regular job as a teen and trying to make something of themselves as a civilian.
