trouble

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bad morning by nba youngboy playing....


i cant quit, at all, at all

i aint hurt, at all, at all

on my soul, at all, at all

stay the same as my pain grow

ridin round wit my bros,

riding in the maybach, lets go, 10 ms up nigga

lets go, he a dread head, mhm, my bro leave him dead

in front that store, on three different drugs tryna take away my pain,

but its still gon show, try my hardest to put a smile on top my mains

be he still cant cope........

as i heard the voice, i knew exactly who it was. my auntie was here at a party embarrassing me. thousands of things going through my head as shes talking. is she really going to beat my ass? is she going to make me go back to chicago with my dad? is she going to take my phone? WHO THE FUCK TOLD HER I WAS AT THE POOL?!!

"LITTLE GIRL DO YOU NOT HEAR ME TALKING TO YOU, GET OUT THIS DAMN POOL" she says yelling at me, luckily only a few people were outside

"yeah, yeah i am getting out" i said getting out of the pool, trying to cover my face a little

we was walking through the crowd of people i didnt wanna say anything to my auntie but i didnt wanna leave my clothes and phone here.

"um auntie, my phone and clothes are upstairs" i say as she glare me

"go get it and hurry yo ass up, and tana and aya already in the car"

"yes maam" i say rushing over to the stairway

i rushed up the stairs bumping into a few people but i didnt care. i busted into alijahs room and got my clothes out of his bathroom and my phone off his bed. i left out of his room and ran down the stairs catching people glancing at me. when i got to the last step almost tripped because alijah was coming up the stairs

"hey um i got to go as you can see"

"ok facetime me if you get to keep your phone ok" he says giving me a side hug

"ok i wil bye" i say running off to where my auntie was

"finally, now cmon so we can get home, we gotta have a talk" she says walking


when we got to the car aya was in the front seat, so i got in the back with tana, and he scrolling through his phone. i just started thinking about the talk we was gonna have and my heart was racing.

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