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Get rekt or die tryin

I bought the top, I held the dip, Portfolio lookin’ like dogshit. Charts in red, I’m still believin’, Prayin' to Satoshi every evenin’. Get rekt or die tryin’, that’s the code, Maxed out the card just to buy this load. One pump away from a yacht or jail, Either Lambo keys... or lawyer mail. I was up 2x, felt rich as fuck, Shoulda cashed out, but I pressed my luck. Now I’m deep in a Discord cult, Chart lookin’ like a murder result. Ape'd in on a token with no damn name, Promised utility, turned to shame. Dev ghosted, LP drained, I’m holdin’ bags like emotional pain. Told my girl it’s a “long-term hold,” Now I’m sleepin’ on the couch, portfolio cold. But I ain’t quittin’ — I’ll double down, I'll go bankrupt ‘fore I sell this clown. I bought the top, I held the dip, Portfolio lookin’ like dogshit. Charts in red, I’m still believin’, Prayin' to Satoshi every evenin’. Get rekt or die tryin’, that’s the code, Maxed out the card just to buy this load. One pump away from a yacht or jail, Either Lambo keys... or lawyer mail. I talk shit in Twitter threads, Callin’ other plays “already dead.” But deep down I’m just one more clown, Who got baited by a green wick bounce. Woke up at 3 just to check the chart, Heart rate spiked like a Solana fart. Can't tell mom I’m broke again, She warned me once... I hit “buy” again. Still dreamin’ of that 100x, While cashin' out change to pay the rent. But if this next one hits, I'm king, No day job, just meme coin bling.