𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙢𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙨 🌌
Crenshaw LA,
"When we get in here don't open yo mouth to speak to nun of these niggas," i watched Kyrie park in front of a yellow beat up house.
"Just sit and shut the fuck up." He grabbed his double cup opening his door.
I rolled my eyes grabbing my purse and opening my door getting out and walking up behind him.
"Wassup." He dapped people up as we walked in.
"This yo shit cuhz?"one of the niggas eye fucked me making me roll my eyes.
niggas so thirsty I was literally wearing the most un-provocative outfit with some baggy black sweats, a white polo hoodie , and white crocs.
kyrie ain't do nothing but laugh and pull me down on his lap.
pussy bitch.
I sighed pulling my phone out and getting on tiktok as they talked about shit that ain't matter at all .
"You know that nigga saint brudda got shot the other day." One of the men said while measuring some g's and holding a blunt between his blackened lips.
i kinda flinched at the name and begin paying attention to the conversation, i've heard all the stories about the infamous saint .
that nigga had people shitting bricks around crenshaw and i hated it.
i hate my city it was so much uncalled for violence and so many lost souls, hate it for my people but what exactly can i do except stay out the way..
"Nah foo what happened?"
"They said he got caught lacking over in watts, niggas rolled up on him on some tryna act tough shit."
"Damn cuhz." Kyrie shook his head picking his phone up as it vibrated.
"Mm..damn." he stared at it making me frown.
"ight we gone." he raised up letting me stumble to my feet.
i sighed fixing myself up waiting on him to dap everyone up before following him outside.
"where you finna go?" he raised a brow unlocking the doors as we got in his Charger.
"what you mean ? with you the fuck." i mugged him because now he pissing me off.
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