Okay folks, step into my office, I’m glad you’re here. I’ve been meaning to have this discussion with you.
I’ve been summoned here to help you learn how to work smart, play hard and live your best life. Said differently, Big Chips is about how to get, keep, and grow your cheese so you can live the kind of lifestyle that you want to live. Is that not why we came, if not then why bother? (Sorry, but I can’t quit bangin that Mr. Carter joint.) First, though, we need to get on the same, er, page. I know, technically if you are reading this we are on the same page. But you know what I mean Mr. Condescending Magazine Reader.
It’s been said that too often we “buy things we don’t need, with money we don’t have, to impress people we don’t like.” That wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t for the “money we don’t have part.” Weezy said “it’s not trickin’ if you’ve got it”, not “it’s not trickin’ if you can borrow it and pay it back with interest and fees over time!” I know that we all want to pop a few bottles every now and then, but if you can’t pull a Randy Moss [“Straight cash homie”], it might not be the best idea.
Sure, this article shares its title with a song about ballin’ out of control made by Kells and Hov prior to the whole “bodyguard-sprays-R. Kelly-with-mace” incident. But don’t get it twisted, Jay and “R-uh” didn’t always have those flashy items that they describe to you in vivid detail in their songs. And trying to emulate them can get you a one way ticket back to your momma’s couch quicker than you can say Stanley Burrell. Case in point: Scott Storch.