I shot him and he fell through a high story window like in the movies. We were beefing about something stupid like immigration reform or some s***
I remember fleeing to Florida and s***, I had to jet pack over the Everglades and when the fuel ran out I jacked a truck.
Fast forward 7 years. Nas survive the fall and came back and performed at the biggest concert in history.
I think I did what was best for Nas imo.
wish i had dreams like this tbh
๐ญ yo I really made this thread
How would someone call this? Ghetto dreams?
Fight me @op