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You don't gotta ask about me because I could tell you myself. I am that same nappy little brother with dreams of having wealth. Was given a shitty hand, but worked with what was dealt. With a ting hugging hip I was Gucci like the belt. But lookin back I had no sense. For a Penny I did stuff the Hardaway. No excuse but truth is I was tired of the hunger pains. I seen friends become foes reminds me of the hunger games. Think around when Barack became president I thought it's time for change. But still stuck in my ways. And shucks a brother gotta get paid! So I took trips to make flips stayed out of town for days. But all the cash I made damn I still wasn't happy fam. Long days and cold nights, constant fights with the wife. Plus all those times that I almost lost my life. Had me thinking oh boy Troy na you ain't living right. So I switched my style like I was changing clothes. Now I think about the future and try accomplishing my goals.
Troy D