Keep It On The Real

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                               Yatta's POV

"My blooda KE, this hoe came out nice."

"Preciate that, brodie." He dapped me up.

"I see you blood, tails just hangin." Tiggz spoke.

"Nah, forreal. Yo shit getting long, I'm finna grow mine back out." I replied, since I cut off my duck tails a while back.

"Please don't." Mamé spoke, walking into the living room from the kitchen.

I smacked my lips and waved her off.

"You a hater." KE spoke. "You know us Frisco niggas keep them tails hangin."

"Never that, I just don't fuckin like them." She spoke and I chuckled.

"She a real hater."

"I'm fuckin wit this video though, lil bro. Especially Kiyon inna start, that lil nigga really my twin." Keezy spoke.

"On God, that nigga act just like you." Milli responded as he poured up a 4.

"Y'all gon corrupt my baby, Keezy Money." Mamé spoke as she walked back into the living room.

"That nigga already gon be fucked, you see who his daddy is?" I replied and Keezy flicked me off.

"Fuck yall, but that lil nigga be goin crazy to yall shit. Talm bout some play that CorkolandKrazy shit. His mama always poppin his lil ass inna mouth cuz he talk reckless like y'all." Keezy said.

"Aw, tell Bianca don't hit my lil cuz no more or we gon have issues." I spoke.

"You don't want issues wit her, that hoe crazy." Milli shook his head as he rolled up.

"Get off my baby mama head, blood." Keezy threw an empty bottle at Milli.

"You can't lie, cuddy. She crazy forreal. She did bout 6 months inna pen, right? Shorty came back out a new man." Tiggz spoke.

I shook my head as I laughed. Keezy flicked off Tiggz and he shrugged.

"Hell nah, you ain't right fo' dat one." I spoke.

"You know that's my sister tho." Tiggz laughed.

"Damn, I ain't smoke in like 4 months." I spoke while I shook my head.

"I couldn't do it." Milli shook his head.

"But I be off the dranky and some pills, don't tell my shorty tho." I made sure she wouldn't be able to hear.

"You bold as hell, I wouldn't have touched no pills while under all that hospital shit." Keezy spoke.

I shrugged again. "That shit was keepin my mind right. I hate bein sober for too long, and that time inna hospital was dumb slow."

"Who yo supplier?" Tiggz asked.

"I had a couple of em out inna A."

He nodded. "That's wassup."

We let time pass up as we listened to more music, and the gang was rolling up. That was until Mamé got mad that they were smoking in the house. She told them to take it outside or to stop, so they just put out their blunts and got to leanin. About 30 minutes later my Og was knocking and ringing the door bell, and Tiggz got up to open it.