make you hard as steel?
wolves come and go,
but green can keep me warm at night.
no seriously it can:
if i asked your broke ass what would you do if you got rich tomorrow…
i am sure you could provide me a list or two.
hell maybe 5.
we spend our days day dreaming of a better life.
this is what we bust our ass for daily.
getting up and going to a “ain’t shit” job.
working about 10 hours a day hoping one day,
it will all pay off.
one where we can afford to pay our bills,
eat at the most expensive restaurants,
travel to far away lands,
and hob knob with the best of em.
don’t even have to mention the amount of pussy/ass/dick you will get.
once you have money,
it cums (literally) by the boat loads.
i’m sure those online attention whores will finally notice you.
everyone becomes your friend.
you can literally buy other people to hang with you.
life certainly starts to become more enjoyable.
well that is before it’s all gone.
low self esteem,
and no plan is the devil.
i had to ask the foxhole…
Can you mentally afford to be rich?
i decided to watch the beyonce’s documentary last night.
i’ll be honest enough to say i wasn’t too excited about it.
i thought it would be the same ol same ol.
sick in bed + can’t sleep = watch anything.
i was actually pleasantly surprised.
it left me admiring the life she shares with jay and her family.
there was a part that really touched me.
she was sitting on a boat before she jumped in this lake.
the sun was shining bright and she looked so happy.
jay was filming and she was talking into the camera.
she basically said that “this” is what they worked so hard for.
being in that boat in that exact moment,
with money to actually afford it,
came from all from the blood, sweat, and tears.
she taught me as much as i want to give up,
and feel like i’m going absolutely nowhere,
to keep on busting my ass.
life is but a dream!
on another side of the coin,
being wealthy also had it’s disadvantages for her.
she had to give her father who was her manager the boot.
he got a little money and started stealing and cheating.
it got so bad that she now has a little brother.
she also seems extremely guarded about her personal life.
when you have money,
you can’t exactly trust everyone who smiles in your face.
people with the nicest faces can have the sharpest knives behind their backs.
don’t even think family won’t betray you.
money has also brought about people talking tremendous shit.
they done said she had a pillow attached to her stomach.
you can’t pay to have hurtful rumors taken away.
i think i will stop judging baller wolves who lose all their money.
these are poor wolves/hybrids/and foxes thrust into a rich lifestyle.
they don’t know no better.
we judge people so harshly,
but what happens when we fuck up and make mistakes?
when you are in a higher tax bracket,
you may think you will stay the same,
but that could be a lie you are telling yourself.
some people become more humble.
they give back and try to remember it is all a blessing.
others get mean as hell,
start having attitudes and becoming difficult to be around,
letting all the hurt from the past be the excuse for being a bitch,
become extremely self absorbed,
and simply forget all that they worked for.
i started to think about the blessing or curse that is money.
what would you do if you won the lottery tomorrow?
a family member died and left you a great estate?
would you still have the same people around you?
would you move away and not tell anyone?
would you floss on social media to prove you have made it?
people always want this great lifestyle to afford everything,
claim they would never be like everyone else who gets money,
and fall right into all the obvious traps set by other humans or life.
you can’t even keep a man for more than a week…