Never address me as "Robert" 'less it's 'bout that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never saving hoes I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros It don't matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep 'Cause in the end we all six feet deep

// When I returned to this writing hobby, she was one of the first friendly faces. You will be missed, you were a homegirl day in and out. The last thing I told you was to "take care of yourself" Rest in peace. Thank you for the memories.

// OOC // So if you get a message from my Discord Pride, ignore it. Block it. Report it. Do what you need to do. I have a new discord name. Repeat. New discord name. Last one was hacked.

Whole bitches

I'm on the grind right now Looking for me, sucker, then I need to be found right now I got my nine right now Bitch, I'll blow your mind right now I ain't fucking around right now Better get in line right now Or fuck around and die right now Hope you understand that

This Iron Man got an iron lung that iron draw Your face get wrinkled I lay you flat, my iron board These rappers choke under pressure so I'm applying more This mic cord don't come with a rubber serving my clients raw I'm the plug that supply the plug that's supplying y’all

You ain't half as raw, you need to practice more Somebody tell this n**** somethin,' 'fore I crack his jaw You runnin with boys, I'm runnin with men I'ma be rippin the mics until I'm a hundred and ten Have y'all n***** like "Damnit this n**** done—done it again.”

Too bad for ya I can really fight. Only walking ya doin’ is when I dog walk ya bitch ass from corner to corner.

Even some of us need to have a talk with our creator. So they can forgive you for sending a creation of theirs to have a face to face meeting with them.

Big talk on Twitter but can’t be found in person. Fuck outta here.

Baby girl out here talkin’ wreckless. FINALLY

Be proud that ya needed outside help to win. Be happy being yesterday’s news. As for the one who wanna be poking his nose into my business? Ya got what’s coming to ya.

Ya know what? Ya got ya wish Griffin. Seein’ ya out here tryna die. Why don’t we just have a good ol’ fashioned Texas Deathmatch for the I.C. Title? Putting ya hands on me is one thing, putting them on ORIANA is another.

I told her a joke just before the camera flashed.

I guess I can post this pain in the ass. Took one of my pair of old jeans and tore them tf out. Am I mad?…Ya see them CHEEKS!? Hell naw. Be eatin good over here.

Pendejo.

Not people agreeing with her. I mean I don’t but that’s besides the point.