kentrell:
"but mama, ion wanna move up der." i said and she smacked her lips.
"i thought you'd be happy. i got a betta job, more money, we gon be out the screets. plus it big enough for all ya friends, the house is." she tried.
"mama, the streets made me, and missouri is so proper. please can we stay hea. they gon make funna the way we talk." i said.
"so piss on em. we gon be us no matta what. no go one pack ya shit and see who coming and who not, we gotta leave in the am." she said and i huffed walking to my room.
"ion wanna go eitha big brudda." lil ken said and i nodded, tellin him ik.
"maybe the bitches be better up thea." i said and he laughed.
"ima go pack so ma ain't got nun ta say." he said and walked off.
NEVER BROKE AGAIN🐍:
lil top: who comin ta missouri wimme
brudda1: im down
babyjoe: i gotta kid, i cant, but ima visit
big ears: ^^ ofc he do, but say top im thea
10: issa bet
🅱: na sorry lil bro, i can't leave hea
lil top: ^ felt. but ight.
"ma, it's just gon be kd, ten, and three." I yelled from my room.
"ite." she called back.
my lil baby💞😩: would like to FaceTime
i groaned answerin it.
"what you on?" she asked, smiling.
"packing." i said.
"why?" she asked and stank faced me through the phone.
"im moving." i said.
"what bout us?"
"we can try det long distance thang." i suggested and she mugged me, smacking her lips.
"that not gon work. we ain't gon work." she said.
"ight, bitch." i said and slammed my phone down.
ouh, i hate my mama sometimes. she just lucky she brought me in dis world or id prolly shoot ha big lip ass.
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