Kentrell Desean Gaulden
'I am who you say I am'
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I sat on the couch mugging my daddy, I ain't seen this nigga in years
Since I was a lit' boy, he left me
he recently just got out of jail and somehow he got in contact with me. He asked if I can come see him so I dropped my plans to come to BR
We ain't never have a father and son bond so I ain't got no love towards him.. kinda
I love him but I don't love him, he a complete stranger
"I got a gift but I'm deeply disturbed, but that don't give niggas the right to try me. I ain't no pussy" I muttered looking at him as he held his gun
"you fucked up, you really got a fucked up mind. Yo' mentality ain't neutral"
"I'm out of my mind, I'm drugged up I done told them niggas. You obviously don't get it though, I play by the cole"
He took his gun off safety and pointed at me causing me to laugh. Ima thug, I ain't scared of no fucking gun
"you know who I am?" he asked and I shrugged not caring bout who he is "I'm yo' father respect me"
his voice cracked and his hand begin to shake which made me laugh more
why he still pointing this gun at me?
His hand slowly giving out while he tryna hold that gun
"you eva' seen murder, hand shaking with that glock nigga is you murdering?"
"you acting hard, you think cause you smoke yo' weed and swing glocks you a thug. Kentrell you ain't no thug" he said looking at me
"stop pointing yo' gun at me cause I ain't scared"
"You need to go to church son, you got a serious problem. Go talk to god bout yo' problems cause drugs ain't the answer"
nigga just got out of jail.. why he tryna give me life advice?
"It's demons on my back ion belong in the churches. Stop tryna tell me what's best fa' me, you just left yo' cell"
"you say that like you a good guy, you ain't perfect. I know you ain't cause I'm yo' daddy. I heard shit about you too"
Heard, he can't confirm if it's true. Nigga don't know me
"you saying I ain't perfect, you must not of met my ego" he started laughing at I don't know what
I hate the fact that I look just like this nigga. People say I look like my momma and that's cause they ain't never seen my daddy
I just got my momma eyes
"That lit' fame done got to yo' head Trell, you need to calm it. Settle down cause it ain't gone last long. You ain't gone be nothing, at least no fa' long"
I chuckled as I lit my blunt, he just don't know
"you telling me my career ain't gone last long, but look what you living in. I live in a paid off billion dollar mansion , got a girlfriend, and a whole son. Talk yo' shit big boy.
I walk around with a thousand dollar outfit on, diamonds round my neck and on my teeth. Million dollar cars in my garage. Bands in my pocket just fa' the fun of it, and I'll give that shit away with no hesitation. Just cause I'll get it all back in one day
I worked fa' that, so by you telling me I ain't gone be nothing ain't hurting me. I already turned myself into something, somebody"
"Who is you to judge me?" he asked with a eyebrow raised and I shook my head
"And who is you to tell me bout what ima be?" he ain't say nothing and I chuckled "exactly, you ain't nobody"
"a respectful son would never talk to his daddy like that. They was right about you, you disrespect devil" he gritted his teeth together in anger
"you and whoever 'they' is don't know me, but I am who you say I am" I stood up and stretched as he continued to watch me
"where you going?" he asked and I shrugged
"to mind my business, you need to go find some. Don't call me down here no more cause I don't wanna talk"
"I won't" he mumbled
"and one more thing, ima die a fucking legend. Don't come to my funeral cause you told me I wasn't gone be nothing"
I left out the old house and walked to the end of the street where the truck was
I opened the door to get in and once I got in everybody was looking at me
"fuck y'all looking at?" I asked mugging everybody
"what happened?" Montana asked with a slight smile on his face
"nothing, he ain't got shit going for his self but he try to speak on me. I just told him some shit, he judge mental"
"you want us to go kill him?" babyjoe asked, I chuckled and shook my head no
"let that old bastard live, he need to see me shine. I'm finna write about this shit, he got me fucked up" I said grabbing my AirPods
If I write about this maybe he'll get some clout off me and blow up. He can make something out of his self.. that's the least I could do fa' him
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