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Life happens when you wake up hustling Based on a true storyWritten by Wali b aka Wali Bascoe I sat next to Alicia and Kourtney and they were my fake wives inside joke and we talked after school every day.

I would try to fuck with other girls, but they were would be my focus.

Kourtney would always say to me Baba I saw you when she catches me engaged with otter women.

It was a great pain to see them with otter niggas, but I kept it all the way real with all these women.

Hopeful it pays off one day when I get a wife and a family one day.

One thing I can say is it don t get me in my feelings like heroin honey say fuck ya feeling though.

We all pulled up on lil china s house after graduation everyone brought their own weed and blunts.

A smoke session for the ages. I almost got into a fight that a heated argument but the lil nigga aren t wont no smoke with me.

I was in a fifteen people smoke out rotation with like thirty blunts in the air.

A silent stoner moment for high times magazine. My big bro Mitch threw a weed brunch with like a half a pound of green Mary jane.

I heard it was weed in the drink, food, and blunts food like; macron chess, cookies, greens, brownies, waffles, cake and niggas got so high they had hot flashes like menopause.

Wish I could still smoke, but me and Mary jane broke up she be having a young nigga tweaking true story.

See Nao fucked with da Mob, and TPC he was a capo. His lil bro Mainor, Rey Rey, G hood was my patnas since we were young ins.

Though I fucked with the burgundy side with niggas like; coach carter, Heard, and south Mac.

Between the females, cliques, gangs, lil niggas, and big dawgs da crew was solid.

Just a whole bunch of gang shit but I m neutral. My older brother Spanish Bascoe told me a long time ago he d kill me if I started gang banging.

When I told him Hundit was trying to recruit me? Fuck all dat doe my big bro Bingo said you know where home is don t you when I told him 274 was trying recruit me.

Real nigga shits da streets show Wali b Hella love from the bitties to the hitters.

Zoot gang what da hood bleed dat my boy. Wait to shed dem tears let me hold your sleeve mam