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"Awww nigga they done fucked up this my shit. What he say? Since a jit stood tall with a kickstand. Thinkin' of a plan to get quick bands."

Flag out my ass, No quick brand
I was packin' on the pounds, got my weight up
Had beef in the streets had to stay up

"BETTY CROCKER SHOWED ME HOW TO BAKE A CAKE- bruh." I cut myself off when the song cut off by someone calling me

I answered about to speak before they beat me to it "My nigga you comin' or what?" the guy said and I twisted my lips

"We had plans?" I asked scratching my head "Who is this?" he asked "Nigga you called me." I said with my face scrunched up

"Mmchtt listen I'ma call you back and answer ight?" he said "Shit I guess." I mumbled pushing the end button

Doing that put everything I love at stake bruh
Back in the day man, a nigga had ripped jeans
Couldn't afford a new pair, I had broke seams
Couldn't think about the money, I had broke dreams
Outfit was th-

"Mmchtt bye he really called back." I mumbled answering the call "Yo?"

"I'm finna send you a address I need you to pull up ova there." he said and I blinked "Um sir."

"My nig- what's up?" he sighed cutting himself off "What you mean? I don't know you." I chuckled

"So whaaat." he groaned "So what the fuck make you think I'm finna pull up?" I asked and he smacked his lips

"Cause you sound like a rider bitch duh." he said seriously making me laugh "Mmchtt you laughin' and I'm tryna get the fuck on." he said

"Wait where you stay?" he asked "Inna hood." I shrugged like he could see me "Mmchtt. Nigga you stay out here or what?" he questioned

"I don't know where is out here?"

"You make everything difficult. You stay in Eloville?" he asked "Yea?" I answered but in more of a question way then I got a message

Mannn hell nah.

"Gps that address I just sent you. What you got on?" he asked

"Some gray sweats a white wife beater."

"Awe hell nah afta this I ain't fuckin' with you." he said and I bussed out laughing "I'm so for real." he said

"What car you drivin'?" he asked

"The black one."

"Mmchtt stop playin' what model is the car?"

"Transportable?" I joked

"Ight na when yo car get shot the fuck up." he huffed "Boy I'm not goin' to yo house." I chuckled

"Why? What happened to black lives matter? You wanna talk to me behind bars?" he asked

"Nigga....I don't know you. Like at all."

"If you come to my house then you can get to know me when you come get me duh."

"You in jail or you at yo house?"

"Jail."

"So how the fu- hold on." I said pulling over "Girl I'm not in no damn jail." he said "What you need me for?"

"I sell drugs my car in the shop." he smacked his lips "Say 'lil baby I'ma drug dealaaaa.'" I dragged "I'm not saying that bullshit."

"Nah I'm straight I'm not goin' to yo shit. How I know if you and yo people don't kill people?" I asked jokingly