Stir It

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[Kilo in MM]

'I'm the one, with the sauce
Chef Lagasse with the pans and the pots
They want the recipe, ain't that a first
Even if I gave it to them they would not know how to stir it'


                     2 weeks later


It's been a month since I been doing drops for king and my pockets been on obesity. I finally got enough money to buy my own spot and I just recently bought an Aston Martin for 200 bandz, my name been buzzing in these streets more heavier than usual these days.

Zara and I been kicking it any chance we get, we vibe so effortlessly together but we still learning shit about each other. I found out that she worked at some big building in lower Manhattan managing rich people's money that's how she could afford that penthouse downtown. I noticed that when she laughs her nose crinkles up, she hates mustard and being unorganized, she loves reading and pasta, she can recite every last word to ATL, she has a small birth mark behind her ear, her mom died giving birth to her and the tattooed rose on her arm is dedicated to her, her daughter is her world and behind that hard exterior she was soft and bubbly inside she was just heavily guarded when it came to letting people in, product of her past.

"You leaving?" Mia questions sleepily rubbing her eyes.

Yea I'm still fucking with other jawns but I'm single so I fuck who I please.

"Yea I told you I gotta look at this last spot, I might slide through the club tonight though" I tell her grabbing my keys off the night stand, she nods turning on her side snuggling the covers.

Walking out the small room I call zara, the phone rings three times before she picks up.

"What took you so long to answer?" I question as I exit the small apartment walking down the steps.

"Bye J, what you want"

"When I call you better race to the phone" I chuckle.

"Bye you ain't nobody important" I could tell she was smiling by her tone of voice.

"That's how you feel, bet" I nod walking over to my black Aston Martin.

"I'm just playing you know you my lil baby" She laughs.

"Yo if you don't stop with this young shit you only two years older than me" I chuckle stepping in the car.

"Still older, are you coming to pick me up so we can see this last apartment or what"

"Yea I'm on my way right now so get ready now cause I'm not gone be outside for hours this time" I tell her as I pull off from the jects.

"Whatever you know you not gone leave without me" She laughs.

"Keep thinking I'm playing rah, I'll have you getting dressed for nothing"

"You ain't gone do shittt" She teasingly drags.

"Bet that up"




























To: Babymoms😍🍫💦👶- come outside

She walks out the building a few minutes later looking flawless. Walking over to the car she reaches for the handle and I press my foot down on the gas jerking the car forward.

Laughing I stop the car putting it in reverse as she walks up reaching out for the handle again I press down on the gas again jerking the car backwards. She stood on the sidewalk with her arms crossed and a blank expression on her face as I laugh putting the car back in drive.

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