rich friends are cool.
get you out of drama
help you pay an overdue bill
score some hardcore coke or horse tranqs for a night cap
they can also pay your bail when you allegedly ahve your baby daddy murdered.
that is where ^this she jackal comes in at.
her rich friends bailed her out after she was arrested for the crime.
this is how much they put down via new york daily news…
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today i read the details of robin william’s suicide.
he tried to slit his wrists but since that didn’t work,
he ended up hanging himself.
i nearly cried at my desk.
along with micheal brown’s murder,
it has been a very sad week when it comes to senseless death.
today the mailroom wolves were having a discussion about robin williams.
many of them said:
“why would he kill himself?
he had money…”
tonight one of my favorite songs came on during shuffle.
one of my songs that i listen to when i have stars in my eyes and big dreams in my mind.
r kelly is a genius when it comes to the music he creates.
i have pretty much all his music in my collection,
but the “r” album is one of my favorites.
not before “tp-2.com” and right above “r kelly”.
he has a song on that album called “did you ever think” remix with nas,
where he recalls when he use to have stars in his eyes and big dreams in his mind.
the hook sounds like what god asks him when life stands still:
Did you ever think that you would be this rich?
Did you ever think that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think that you would be the don?
Have a crib with a fifty acre lawn
Did you ever think that you would be this paid?
Were there times when your ass was real afraid?
Did you ever think that you would sell out tours?
Have a show with fifty million viewers…
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?
When we meet any Wolf, we tend to be wrapped up in “looks”,
that we don’t remember to do proper background checks.
There is more to a man than FINE.
FINE is okay to look at and occasionally let beat the cakes…
but what about when FINE wears off and you have to get to know dude?
First question when meeting ANY Wolf:
Are you lazy?
That should always be the first question in your mind.
Lazy = broke.
Broke = sexy.
Face it, most broke Wolves are the sexiest.
I am going to show you how to budget the Wolves by importance.
Who you should be taking seriously, who has potential…
… and who you SHOULDN’T even be answering their call.