Life Is A Struggle

My Ways

I Mean The Struggle is real.Living In This Crappy ass world.Especially for my Age.Im 16 Living in Brooklyn.My Name Is Georgia But Around Here Im Known As Lil G.I Go To Brooklyn Highschool.But I don't Fuck with many.Around Here You have to earn Respect but I got it all.These Streets AInt Nothing To Fuck with.Thats How They Killed my ma.They Say you need a women figure in your life but Fuck that I've been doing this shit on my own.Before my ma died she taught me to respect my grind so I grind hard and it helps with the bills round here with the fact that my dad ain't got a job so his ass always home not doing shit with his life

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. But let me get to the point.I Was In My Room Like always not doing anything than all of a sudden My Bitch Called me Telling me a party happening later and did I want to come So I Say Yes I might as well go.my dad don't need me home he out drunk anyways like all ways.So I asked what time it start My Bitch Regina said 8:00 but damn its 7:00 but I put my phone down and walk to my closet.I Picked Out a Black Tight fitting dress with my Oreo j's I Flat ironed my hair and threw on a Gold Chain I Guess I was looking fresh.My Bitch Regina Called saying she pulling up in my drive threw.I walk out the house and lock the door.I Hop In Her Black Bugatti.And You Wouldn't believe what this bitch had on looking like some damn skittles.She Had A Red Tight Fitting Dress That Said Fresh In Tye Die Some Rainbow Socks and Some J's.I Was Looking at her like she had lost her damn mind but I let it slide we arrived at the party around 8:30.I Knew we was gone Be late cause Regina was Driving slow asf.But Regina Parked And then we got out the Car.We Walked In together.But You Wouldn't Believe who I saw