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So, I’m thinkin’, what’s the move? Roll up slow, cash in hand, or just vibe and bounce? *Shame* got me twisted—Brandon’s all “You’re a weight on me,” talkin’ to Sissy, but that’s how it feels with this life, heavy as hell. I ain’t here to preach, tho—do you, fam. Just don’t get caught slippin’. One time, I saw this dude hagglin’ with a girl, loud as fuck, and I’m like, “Bruh, chill, you lookin’ desperate!” Had me crackin’ up, but he was salty.

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First off, I hit the road on my trusty old bike. You know, the one with the squeaky brakes? Yeah, that one. I zipped down the High Street, dodging potholes like I’m in some kind of video game. Bradwell’s streets are a mix of charm and chaos. You got the old buildings, like the ones on Church Street, that look like they’ve seen better days. But then you’ve got the new stuff popping up, like that fancy café on the corner. I mean, who doesn’t love a good flat white, right?

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