SkinnySuge

and i ain’t tryna argue over this shit… if i bring up somn to you then jst fix it !

nigas talkin’ ‘bout first 48, don’t even know how it feel to sit in there

i haven’t felt like i have a real friend since i’ve been home and today it’s bothering me

you ever been conscious in a coma? please don’t tell my momma this ain’t marijuana

cheese turn me tevin campbell, we can talk then

everything not perfect but, at least i’m free - ion take it as a L, jst wasn’t for me

bittersweet is still sweet

btch don’t touch me, i got ranc

they just tryna b a niga,.. n love wit the hoes i’m hittin 😂

you stay throwing shade, i need light n my day

i treat the weed like employee’s, i’m doing whatever work for me

when i overcome shit by myself. i remember to thank me for being there for me

i got a yerc waiting on me at the spot 😂

pray the next niga you fck do you bad so you realize i wasn’t as bad as you thought

the bible says ‘love thy neighbor’ but, everybody i got on my side, ain’t been showing love

jst cause i don’t let these lil’ btches play wit me, they calling me toxic 😔

i b rockin’ by my lonely, ion need nigas. kinda hurt me to my heart; i see you b wit em…

you was real from the beginning, he wasn’t. that mean you ain’t know him but, he knew you

come be my balance that a niga seem to can’t find — b up on my dck but, give me freedom at the same time

what’s worse? — people thinking they know so much that they don’t have to listen; or me not knowing enough to adequately explain?