I am a cash only type of hoe.
I don’t do credit or debit cards, I take my payment at the time of service and I leave it at that.
Sure many girls try to finagle this shit into a legit business but I don’t. Maybe I should have but I didn’t and now I fear I am in too deep to ever go legit with this shit.
A big part of me does not want to go legit with this, I am not proud of this, this is not what I want to be known as.
Cash is all I know. Cash represents the one thing this country was founded on, The American fucking Dream.
Cash is a free pass to do whatever the fuck you want to do in life.
Cash is more addicting than ANY drug, I don’t give a fuck. If you stopped one day and realized that MILLIONS of dollars of cash have touched the palm of your hand, you too would know what it feels like to be addicted.
I am addicted to cash not only because it has bought me M3’s, Gucci, YSL and lots of education. I am also addicted because I have been dead broke and starving.
If you have ever been dead broke and starving, having cash is the ULTIMATE security blanket.
Why? Cuz cash means I can go buy it NOW. No payments, no credit, no interest, no dumb shit just me buying whatever I need NOW.
Cash fills my fridge and keeps a roof over my head. 2 things I didn’t have at points in my life.
Cash let’s me know that when I wake up tomorrow I will have the ability to feed my 3 dogs and the 13 stray cats I care for.
Cash says ‘In God We Trust’ but in my life, it’s ‘In Cash I Trust’.
One day I just want to run away, that is my dream, to haul ass to Mexico or Hawai’i, farm the land organic style and smoke my trees.
I will buy my land with cash.
Cash Rules Everything Around Me, Just like it did The Clan.