pride hinders, restricts, bounds, ego says it's for personal protection; but LOVE...
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started: 2016
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𝒁𝒆𝒌𝒆'𝒔𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒆 (𝑪𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒖𝒔𝑽𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒆)
🎵Can't get you off my mind You're like my favorite song, Just want to turn you on & work you all night long 'cause I....oh I I just want to be your man🎶
"So you mean to tell me, your dad's a billionaire mafia king?" I laughed through the smoke and thumping of the bass of the music.
Kurticey nodded with low eyes. "He ain't got no ties to any type of mafia but he is a billionaire," she inhaled the Cuban.
I was smoking on a rose blunt. I know she had to come from some type of money with everything thats been set up tonight. But I wasn't buying her story.
Shidd.... we both high as shit.
"Nothing even matters," I sung, giggling.
"Yo... I fuck with Lauryn," K grinned, swinging the blunt in the air. "She was my mom's favorite artist," she leaned against the mirror and took a shot straight from the bottle of Rosé.
"Who's her favorite artist now?"
"I don't know... she's dead."
"Oh, word?" I looked up.
"Yeah. She died when I was four months. I never knew her or what happened to her. I just know that she died," she shrugged.
"Damn.... I grew up with both my parents. Well- my adoptive parents. I never met my biological ones," I finished the sentence in one slow blink.
"Do you look like them?" K asked.
"Look like who?"
"Shidd... I don't know," she leaned forward again.
"Shidd... me neither."
I began feeling the vibrations of the music more vividly.
