The dude got so liquored up. He put his gold around my neck
and said make sure it doesn’t get lost. The next day I went to
his house to give it back. He tells me he went to the precinct
and reported it stolen. You have to remember they’re all at LEAST
3 years older than me.
And I’d slip a 20 under my DL and the bouncer would let us in.
The dude gets out of the car and goes in the grocery store.
The fella I’m standing there with jumps in the car and drives away.
He comes back and gives it to the guy. There’s a baby in the back seat.
They’re he is over there working on a commercial building.