I dont know. You think somebody who worked a bullshit gig for decades, then won 200 million dollars would know the value of it. Its just like athletes, niggaz get too much to fast and dont know anything about finacial planning, taxes etc…
You can work a bullshit gig your whole life and never see 200 mil. The people that turned 200 mil into 500 mil into a billi did NOT just luck into that initial 200 mil.
Kev, be clear…be extra clear…you always hit me with that “akhi” and “as-sallamu alaikum” so I always spared you the beef but let’s keep it one thousand – if I wanted to strike –utilizing a method and timing of my choosing – I would bury you.
I got dirt on every last commenter on here but you especially…doggie…you already a corpse, basically – don’t let me dig up old threads…don’t make me…*sigh*…nigga your arms ain even close to long enuf, stumpy…don’t make me…I will pull it and you will disappear for two months and literally come back as a brand new character…you seen me do it before and I can do it again…smfh…midgets wanna box with Mike Tyson…they see the face tat and still lick shots…nigga my patience got limits…
> mujahadeen melts.
why yeen say this when my salaams came with a STFU rakat tho?
The people that turned 200 mil into 500 mil into a billi did NOT just luck into that initial 200 mil.
Lol I mean obviously. That said you cant equate a lottery winner to Paris Hilton or Prince Harry or whatever. Its not the same kinda luck. Anybody who worked their whole lives would understand the value of 200 mill. Whether ot was won or earned.
They just wouldnt know about wealth preservation if they came into it all at once.
February 19th, 2013 at 11:45 am
If I could pose one question to Mysonne, it would be “Why should I listen to you? What do you offer?”
His answer would probably be “I’m real.”
Truth is I feel where Mysonne coming from if he were to say that.
You come from NOTHING, NOTHING, dopehead parents, thrown to the wolves yet you turn on cartoons and Big Bird in your face talking that “Hi everyone is your friend, you can be anything you want”
Then you step out in the real world and walk up in the job with that mentality
Black man: “Hi I’m skilled in..”
White man: (DOOR SLAMED) We’re not hiring
Later that night he’s at a party giving the job to some loser nigga on a promise he gave a girl he’s tryna fuck.
Meanwhile your lights off, no food, stupid black bitches down at welfare talking about you grown able body man you don’t need assistance for school”
What’s left? Hit the block…and you HATE IT, you see fake thugs GIVEN real life opportunities and squandering it away tryna play the role “POW”, “BAP” BAP BAP” bitch nigga..fuck outta here I’m tryna EAT, my problems is REAL.
Then after 5-10 years of that shit you a hardened pro at and people tell you you can get paid telling your story over music?
Shit I’ll tell you “I’m real” too.
That’s niggas bussin at Ross …nigga you gotta pay to talk reckless, what homies you seen get their shit split for you can provide your family with Christmas presents?
What homies you got doing 5-10 in jail and his life falling apart wife out fucking his enemies and shit and you can’t get an appeal so he hung himself in the cell?
Then you got these fuck niggas like Danny Brown, ole house cat NEVER did a real thing in your life, FELT HONORED street niggas like me shared a Newport and a war story with you. Now you a hard rapper…white boys let this clap infected druggie throw away bitch give you head now you David Bowie?
Shit I feel Mysonne…you ask me that question I’d probably reply “I’m real” too.