The Lost Soul's:My big homies showing the parties, stacks of money & different cars Envinsable Teirs LLC:That's all thy showing you all? The Lost Soul's:Women, popping bottle's, smoking weed,popping pills & gang tats Envinsable Teirs LLC:They not lacking you nothing else about the reality of this so call game? The Lost Soul's:What else their is? Envinsable Teirs LLC:Multi hospital visit's, a few homies will make it when countless won't. A couple will end up paralyze. Facing multiple cases your main witness is the 1 you was going on mission with in for. Not receiving no mail, no money slips, your homies can't even go check up on your mama in kid's. Yet thy all on social media screaming free you. Your girl, wifey, women is fucking your right hand, day 1. She's fucking your rival, as soon your date get close she's tryna reconnect. Mother's losing they only son's, losing all they son's, them tats will get you killed, false flagging will get you killed. You have to worry about your own set more then your enemies at time's. The more missions you go on, the more loneliness you become. You end up with PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) IF IT'S RED AGAINST RED THEN Y YOU WANNA BE THIS AGAIN
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