Bait thot but sometimes the one you’ve got
In the hand beats the two in the bush of your phone gallery
Notifications off
Awful cough from smoking all those sprayed crops I hawk
Once locked in I can’t be stopped
Terminator how I walk
I get after it like a stalker
Proper no stopping until it’s me and whatever in concert
Great scot and I don’t mean Billy Connolly or William Wallace
Big wallets
Chicks know I’ve got it and want it obvious, Mia Wallace
Haunted by what happened but happiness is see that wallet?
Taxless profits in black sacks must necessarily go unacknowledged
Nothing borrowed
No tomorrows.
Alchemisland 
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