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One of the craziest things about growing older is watching the people around you lose that spark in their eyes. We used to talk about how fly our house would be, the cars we were gonna collect, our daily drivers, the old schools, the watches, the vacations we would go on, the fly pics in other countries to show our sons how to really live life, buying real estate in other countries, the stories we would keep to ourselves because some parties got too wild, floor seats at the games, being wealthy random people with the best seats, the wedding, spoiling our wives, letting them drive our fly cars to school, all the big dreaming we did as young’ns… and now it’s all out the window.
Now it’s just: “Did you see the highlights from last night’s game?” “Where the hoes at?” “Look at the reels I sent you.” “Get on the game.” Drinks in the bar, which clubs are dope, etc
No more schemes about getting rich and doing fly shit and keeping our freedom. No more talks about how we would be better and more calculated than the people who came before us. No more mispronouncing countries we never heard of but were for sure gonna get to somehow. No more dreams. No more ambition. Just slowly rotting away watching TikToks and sports all day.
Even worse is when these people start criticizing the ones who actually stuck to the plan. You used to want success like him, cars like him. He just stayed consistent, and you became a critic. Now the only thing we can talk about is.. Where the hoes at?
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