𝐒𝐨𝐬𝐚'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕//
It's been a few days since I was last around Sevyn٫ & I hate how these thoughts of her keep intruding.
I gotta see her.
It's been a minute٫ so I don't know what bitches like to do.
𝘌𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳... 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘭 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵.
I leaned back into my driver seat and inhaled the kush I had just rolled.
I was sitting in front of my mom's waiting to hear back on a play.
It's been three months since I been released٫ and honestly٫ this street shit was just some quick money until I got the funds for my permits٫ licensing٫ and food truck.
Culinary always been my thing.
Since a jittybug.
My mom and grandmother kept me under their wing after my pops got murdered.
I use my food to talk.
My eyes too.
Head always on swivel٫ cause ya just never know٫ ya know?
Maybe I should get my shit together first?
I know I gotta come different with her...
I got a notification on my phone alerting me of a text message.
𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦.
I took another pull from my blunt and pulled away from the curb. On my way to the money. Head full of thoughts.
Then a light bulb went off in my head.
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