Anybody Wanna Buy A Heart?(Urban Story)

Chapter22

Ty P.O.V.

The Nerves Of This Nigga Popping Up On Me At The Strip Club Was Wayy To Disrespectful, I Thought To Myself How The Hell Justin Find Me? Shit Made My Heart Stop Ian Evan Speak Back I Got My Shit An Told Thi Lets Dip, But Before We Left The Manager Told Us We Had Nice Bodies An Asked Could We Work For Him I Told Joan I Wasn't In The Mood Den I Walked Off But Thi Stayed An Talked The Whole Ride Home I Cried Listen To Music That Reminded Me Of What Use To Be & The Hurt I Went Thru! (Interrupted My Thoughts Thi Texts Me )

"Hoe Why You Leave This Man Talking Real Good Ass Money! "

I Looked At The Text An Didn't Text Back All I Could Do Was Cry Because The Lyrics Was Hitting To Close To Home So To Ease My Mind I Fyed Up A Blunt An Smoke My Life Away. Chris Thi An Ladii Blew My Phone Ask Me Where I Was But Evan Tho I Was Clearing My Mind I Had Some Dirty Thoughts How Could Some One With A Cold Heart Have Feelings? Ian Cared Bout Shit Every Since My First Heart Break, I Sat In The Car An Bumped Boosie My Nigga Be Talking Some Real Shit. It Was Going On 12 An I Fyed Up My 6th Blunt Thinking An Thinking.

* Now I promise you 2 cum home at nite

Yea rite, I promise you 2 always treat you rite yea rite,

I promise 2 be down 4 you an never cheat but when I'm with a dime piece I can see them tears flying down yo cheek,

Why you thug me like that cuhs I'm thug'd.

I pull away from girls when we start falling in love.

Was go take you on a cruise but I changed my mind.

I always promise you the movies but I had no time.

I'm with my niggas half the day an she aint feeling dat.

While she at home cooking n cleaning I'm getting stacks.

She love a nigga but I be damn if she trusts a nigga.

But the sex still a 10 when we fucking nigga. And she like:

Y u thug me like dat? I swear 2 GOD I don't mean 2, sometimes I feel like I don't need you. Now I promise not leave ya pussy whiped yea rite,

I promise you 2 show you sum respect yea rite,

I guess I live the life of a super star driving all these fancy cars, an real talk man I can have any broad.

Plus I hate 2 see you cry, I hate 2 tell you lies, that's y deep inside she be like y you thug me like that.

It's just in me, been doing girls wrong since I stepped off in McKinley.

Hate 2 put my hands on ya cuz I feel bad.

I wear a rubber when I'm fucking but you don't feel that.

They got a lot of women wrong, got a lot of women strong.

But when you got a super star you gotta hold on.

Super star go try 2 fuck all dez hoes yea rite, but when they zip down them bauds everything alright.

My nigga bleek he like: GO HOME 2 YO OL' LADY, SHE CATCH YO ASS SLIPPING SHE GO BUST DAT 380.

Y u thug me like dat? I swear 2 GOD I don't mean 2, sometimes I feel like I don't need you. 

Look this how I play it, if I ever fuck with ya, Ima fuck another girl see if you go fuck another nigga.

Y you thugging like dat.

Cuz I'm boosie badass, if she don't suck it I ain't mad, I can't do nothing but laugh.

I made the girl cook 4 me n don't even cum by, hope this dirty shit don't cum back on taulaijah n I.

I make the girl pussy wet when I look in her eyes so boosie never surprised when he get in them thighs.

I got my heart broke at 14, that was way way back.

So all the girls after that, it was straight pay back.

I like 2 lay back n take trips n dress you up, but when you start mouthing off you messing up.

So shut it up. Would you forgive a real nigga answer that?*