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“With what, Rob? Nigga, you don’t have shit. Your grown ass lives in your daddy's basement and spend every dollar that passes through your hand on weed and alcohol. All you do is stand on the corner and drink with your friends. I see why you relate so much to Shawn because you’re following right in his footsteps,” Hunter spoke, giving Rob a dose of reality.
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