Jus A Kiss || NBA YOUNGBOY LOVE STORY

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Kentrell POV

I sighed looking all around the soundproof room.

Rubbing the wrinkles out of my pants with my hand as I sat down in front of the mic.

Looking ahead of me seeing Montana sitting on the opposite side of the glass.

I nodded my head, signaling for him to start recording the song.

I waited for the beat to drop.

"Hope God put loyalty in all my friends..
'Cause Lord knows I got they back to the end.."

I looked to my side, thinking of my next bar.

"Right now I'm recordin' with the mic' sittin' in my hand.."

I closed my eyes, getting into the song.

"I wish Three was on my left, where my styrofoam is"

Sholl miss three. Chico lookin ass dude.

"Got up out of Cypress, Went to the Woodlands, got a safe room in my crib..

Ain't no tellin' when I'ma have to use it, we all know how I live"

I watched as Montana nodded his head.

What's his fat ass tryna say?

"Keepin' my gun everywhere I go, we all know I'm still here.."

Now he shaking his head. Like I care.

"Question my girl but love her strong, we all know how that is.."

"Prayin' for my daddy to come home, pray he get an appeal"

He sure been gone too long.

"Hope he come take me away, keep me from off of these pills, and come get me from off of this drank before my kidney say, 'fail' ."

Hopefully it'll happen soon. I just wanna go for real.

"Tell my son it made me calm, I don't know what I'm doin."

This next bar finna hit and them nosey ass fans ain't gone know what I'm saying for real.

"Tell malay- these hoes can't make me cum, I only want her to do it."

Sure miss her wet ass pussy.

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Tabitha POV