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- Bashar Jackson / pop smoke 💫 - - Los Angeles, California -
"bae!" i yelled as i set my bags down on the table as i heard complete silence all throughout the apartment.
hearing loud cries, i furrowed my eyebrows making my way up the stairs quickly with my hand on my gun ready to shoot if i needed too.
"jesus" i sighed seeing it was Nas who was crying. "Ny!" i yelled out the door before going over to his crib picking him up. "where yo' mommy at" i tried to calm him down as i made my way through the apartment and all our rooms.
She wasn't here.
"why the fuck would she leave you here- the fuck?" i saw a note on the counter which only made the situation even more intimidating.
Fuck you and y'all baby nigga. Nyeisha ain't for nobody but me and it's gon stay that way. fuck out my way or i'll have to move you my fucking self.
- Travis
"goddamnit!" i set Nas on the counter as blue rubbed against my leg.
i pulled my phone out calling who i knew would handle this shit with me.
"yo" i heard tjay answer on the other end.
"He took her. He fucking took her!" i yelled as my anger increased for where my baby was at and if she was ight'.
"Her ex?"
"i'm boutta go kill a nigga bro what the fuck! left Nas here cryin" i groaned. "can you come down and have your girlfriend watch nas for me while i go"
"while we go?" i sighed. "ima be there" he hung up before i could say anything else.
this nigga should be scared.
cause ion' play 'bout my family.
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