New Cover By my good sis slowdwnmp 💋 [Bih that pic of Taraji is TEA!]
Can you love somebody and hurt them at the same time?
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Apply that pressure, nigga that's how you kill 'em Yeah, them same losses turned me to winner. Real trapper, real corner bender."
Bossman Dlow blasted through the speakers as Kam cruised down Seven Street in his Blue Raspberry Corvette. It was a bit of a breeze but a sunny day out and he was feeling real nice. Feeling like a million bucks, after the long but quick night of hitting a lick now it was time to go fuck up a bag. He grabbed the kush filled blunt from the ashtray and lit it as he thought back to the argument he had with his girl.
"So how long you been fucking that nigga? Huh, Danielle?" He'd given her a deadly look as he asked the question. He did everything in his power does not slap her. Like countless other times they got into an argument.
"Oh, so you give a fuck now because I'm fuckin another nigga other than you? How many bitches you fucked since we been together, Kam? So, miss me with the bullshit." He couldn't believe this bitch was making excuses for fucking another nigga especially a nigga he had beef with.
"Bitch I don't give a fuck about nun you are talking about you disloyal ass hoe bitch you green I'm done with yo ass."
"Well nigga get yo shit and get the fuck out." Danielle knew she had no business being with a nigga like Kam despite all the fighting Kam always came back to her hoes got sick of him and she invited him back in each time out of pure loneliness but this time around she was done for good.
Coming out of his thoughts he shook his head. Kam wished he would've done something her ass just thinking about fact she slept with the enemy even though she been denying it he took word from him homeboys as the truth. But what made it even worse she terminated a baby that she claimed was Kam's because she said she wasn't ready for a child and that shit alone made him hate her ass even more being he always expressed how much he wanted a jr.
Kam decided to go back to his old ways. His motto 'fuck hoes get money'. He believed it in that order too.
When Kam pulled up to the trap, he saw Meech and Yaya chilling on the hood of a car. He hopped out his car, leaving the music turnt up. "What up doe" he dapped them both up.
Yaya threw her head back. "Same shit, different day. What you are getting into today ho?" Kam was Yaya's right-hand man. The two had been best friends since grade school and were more like brother and sister than anything. They shared a bond that couldn't be broken. When Harlem Yaya brother got killed, they torch was passed to her to run the block once she got out and got her shit back together. And with Tasia hand out that came a lot quicker than the block expected. "Yall tryna hit The Lit Lounge tonight? I need a reason to get fly tonight cause I'm fasho finna cop some fly shit from Monica." Monica was the hood booster. She stayed with all the new fits and shoes and her nigga Markell had the diamonds, from chains to grillz.
