Why is love this complicated
We should of been friends, we should of waited
But we can't go back on our past
Explain to me why we can't last
Is it too many scars to heal from
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"Add the cocaine and baking soda in the measuring cup." I said before drinking my sprite.
"How much?" Quay asked.
"Nigga I don't know, just eye it." I chuckled. Quay was 17 and somewhat new.
"Put water in the measuring cup, not a lot though, and pour it in the pan." I said watching him following what I said.
"Once it start to bubble get like a butter knife and pat down the bubbles while it cook." I said.
"How I know when it's finished- when it turn white." I cut him off.
"Ain't it already white though- Just listen to what I told you." I said.
"Nigga that ain't how you make that shit, you missing some." Mike walked in.
"You teach his ass then, I don't make this shit no way, that's y'all crackhead ass." I started to walk away.
"I ain't no crackhead, yo' momma." Mike said.
"She probably was." I shrugged as I continued to walk away.
"The Feds on to us." Jeremiah said.
"Fuck you mean, they ain't got no reason to be on to us when we ain't did shit to draw they attention." I said sitting down.
"Dumbass over here got caught up." He motioned to Semaj.
"I ain't did shit, they tryna pin some shit on me knowing I ain't do it." He shrugged and I started counting money and putting it in the duffel bag.
"Them Mfs showed up at his girl house questioning." Jeremiah said and I looked at him. I gotta keep a close eye on him cause he too quick to snitch on somebody and tell a nigga business.
"Since when you get a girl?" I asked putting another stack inside.
"I didn't." He said dryly.
"Yo' babymomma." Jeremiah mumbled and turned my head quick.
"What you just say?" I asked.
"Nothing bruh." He shook his head.
"On some real shit what you talkin' bout?" I asked getting pissed off cause I know I'm not hearing shit just because.
"Trippin." Semaj laughed.
"If you got some to say, say it, you messing wit Sabrea?" I asked throwing the stack down and standing up.
"What you gone do bout it?" He stood up as well.
"Aye Bruh y'all need to chill out." Mike came in standing between us.
"If you mad cause I took- you ain't take shit from me lil bruh." I laughed.
"Ain't my fault you ain't treat yo' bitch right and she came to me." He said and I threw the first punch. I don't give a fuck what kind of terms me and Sabrea on I ain't bout to let no nigga or bitch call her out her name.
Especially a nigga who think he runnin' shit for real and making it seem like she desperate, cause I know for a fact that's not how she think.
Mike pulled me off and I left without hesitating. I was going to Sabrea's. I know she wasn't at work so she had to be home.
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"What you doing here?" She asked letting me in.
"You fuckin' wit Semaj?" I asked looking at her.
"Avontae what are you talking about? No I'm not messing with him." She said.
"So why he Talkin' like y'all messing around?" I asked.
"I don't know, most we ever did was hug and I told him I wasn't even on that with him especially after I found out y'all knew each other." She said.
"Why you ain't tell me Mfs came over here questioning you?" He asked.
"Because I didn't want you to flip out, he handled it so- handled it how Sabrea." I asked.
"He said he offered him something and that was the end." She said. "And he said that he was a new detective so he don't know no better." She said and I dry faced her.
"Nigga dumb as hell, that's a fucking detective they ain't gone stop just cause of an offer. Once they find something they gone keep going towards it no matter what you do, maybe he did take it but that don't mean other detectives not looking in on it." I explained.
"Somebody was following me last night after I left the tattoo shop." She mumbled.
"You not staying here, you might as well pack some stuff." I said.
"I'm not finna be in the same house as you." She said.
"You don't wanna be in the same house as me cause I still got an affect on you or you don't wanna be in the same house cause you still mad?" I asked and she broke off the eye contact.
I don't know why she hiding how she feel, whether she like it or not she stuck wit' me, we got a baby together.
"Here." I gave her a house key.
"What you giving this to me for?" She asked.
"This to a different house, don't nobody where it's at since you against what I asked." I said.
I'm not even tryna do no out of line shit this time, I just need a distraction other than getting high. It's a lot I been thinking bout and my thoughts eating me up everyday. ____________________________________
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