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𝐙𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐇
𝘈𝘛𝘓𝘈𝘕𝘛𝘈
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" Which one you like better ?" London asked turning his MacBook showing me two Burberry shirts.
" The original one." I said look back at my phone. " I wonder where Kylan ducked off to."
" Shit who even knows he throwed off for real." He shook his head.
" I miss him." I said laughing thinking about all of our memories. " That was really my dawg man."
A lot of memories from high school started to flood back to me. We had lost so many friends whether it was from conflict , death or just time.
It's unrealistic to think you'd still be friends with a lot of people after high school but it's still hard thinking about how you can be best friends with somebody one day and then not the next.
" Ma." I said getting up from the couch and going into her room.
We were never the closest since I grew up at my granny's house but since her death we've become closer.
" What Nicole ?" She said looking up at me from crocheting.
" How you doing girl friend ?" I smiled plopping down on her bed.
" Back hurt." She said yawning.
" You finna pop girl." I said poking her stomach. " As soon as you drop I'm out."
" You can get yo ass out now as a matter of fact." She said rolling her eyes at me. " I feel so ghetto having a grandchild older than my kid."
" That's what happen when you don't beat your sons." I pointed at her. " You was up my tail so much not worried bout that son up everybody else tail."
" Y'all both fast either way he just happened to be less careless." She shrugged.
" That is so untrue." I said laughing. " London !"
" What nigga." He walked in still staring at his MacBook.
" Who faster ? Me or you ?" I asked squinting at him.
" Simple , Who got two kids at 19 and who don't ?"
" Boom." I said getting in my mom face.
" Zara bye." She said rolling her eyes.
" Alright now settle down Melissa." I put my hands up in surrender.
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" Yeah we piped up whole gang blick." Keyantae sung putting his hands in my face.
" Nuh uh." I slapped his hands.
" Fuck up."
I stood up walking towards the back not forgetting to grab a lighter on the way.
When I opened one of the doors I saw someone sitting on the bed with a iPhone flashlight on.
" Oh shit." I dropped my phone on the floor. " What the hell."
" My fault." He said laughing and the voice sounded familiar. " Turn the light on Zara."
" Ezra ?"
" Duh nigga." He said sticking his blunt in between his lips. " Close the door or get out , it's too loud."
I closed the door and sat down just watching him.
" Where'd you come from ?" I asked.
" My momma coochie." He said plainly while inhaling smoke and blowing it back out.
" I guess." I huffed looking down at my phone and scrolling through tiktok.
" I always been around you just be too stuck up a nigga ass to realize your surroundings."
" Um." I said putting my hand on my chest. " Why you got so much pressure on yo chest."
" I don't , just puttin ya down."
" Right but it's fucking rude." I said mugging him. " I ain't did nun to you."
" You right."
We just sat there in silence and I started to feel uncomfortable so I got up and started making my way out.
" Where you going ?" He turned around looking at me obviously high.
" Maybe if you wasn't so worried bout being a junkie I'd tell you." I said motioning at him rolling up again and he just laughed.
" My bad twin."
" Not your twin." I said rolling my eyes. " Bye rude ass."
" It's Ezra." He yawned. " Get yo drawls out a bunch."
" You the one that was being mean." I crossed my arms.
" I'm sorry." He said looking me dead in my eyes.
" Whatever."
" So what you about to get into ?" He scratched his head standing up and I just shrugged.
" Come on." He said walking out the room and I just followed.
We walked through the living room and I felt all eyes on me making me pretend I was doing something on my phone.
" You okay ?" Niya said walking up behind me.
" Yeah." I laughed. " Y'all just all staring at me."
" Cause Ezra don't even speak to nobody for real let alone go somewhere."
I just brushed it off because Niya just be bullshitting sometimes.
I followed him out and we sat inside his car smoking again before leaving.
" This my favorite song." I said turning up the
music. " What the business is , right now I can't explain what the feeling is."
" What you know bout that ?"
I just shrugged starting to feel my high kick in and eyes feel heavy.
" I can see the money clear , it's Dior on my
shades." I sung recording myself.
𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝟖𝐦
" You taking videos in my car like dis yo shit." He said looking up from his phone.
" Shut up." I rolled my eyes pushing the seat back. " I need something to drink like now."
" Your spit."
" Okay." I laid back and closed my eyes. " I can hear my heart in my ears."
" You hear me ?" I said peeking my eye at him. " Ezra do you hear me ?"
" Girl I wish you would shut the fuck up." He said making a face at me making me be quiet.
" Sorry sir." I said closing my eyes again.
We sat in a comfortable silence while Babyface Ray played lowly.
I sat up looking out the window looking at the buildings. " You from out here ?"
" Moved out here sophomore year but was born and raised in Detroit."
" You in BMF ?" I said squinting my eyes at him.
" Stop watching tv." He said laughing at me. " You funny as hell."
" Dead serious."
" That's like me asking you if Thug yo uncle."
" It's not the same-"
" Yes it is."
" Whatever."
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Cut this short cause im tired n not tryna bs this
Stream What The Business Isssssss