Back in the days I remember in Harlem I use to climb up on roofs and fireesape and scream Life its nothing we are going to make it to something .!!Some people thought I wanted to kill myself and they use to shout jump and I would say shut the f- up And keep scream Life Life its nothing were going to make. It to something . I left like I was on top of the world getting money had a good job around real people I love my Harlem peeps 149ers i salute you even when I shot in the leg thank all of the regulators coming to see me in the hospital that was love thanks Chucka Alday Too I remember what you did . Thanks for fam Stacy Lyons For getting them niccca off me in the gameroom at the right moment cause maybe I wouldnt be here now. Thanks to LA for looking out for us that time we had beef in Irving . Oh thanks to Scooter for telling me to check myself when I was shot I didnt even feel it .to this day the bullet is still in my leg: thanks to big Rick for coming down stairs to see if I was ok . I just want to give thanks to all the people in my life and being there for me . Thats how I know God is real and got me in his hands . Still moving forward and always trusting God and Christ cause Life is nothing without God but we make it something with God and Jesus Christ leading us and doing Gods will ..love is love to all my peeps in Harlem all friends Loveones and family just needed to say thank you and I love you . Like we say True Story 😇😎󾌵
Posted on: Thu, 14 Nov 2013 00:18:09 +0000
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