For The Love Of Quincy |Quincy Brown & KeKe Palmer

Make It Home

I cant see it comin' down my eyes, so I gotta let the song cry.

Jay Z- Song Cry.

[Quincy.]

Pulling out of the driveway, I tried my best to focus. Outta' all the times, I done did shit like this, dis' time was different. I had that gut feeling that I wouldnt see my family eva' again. I wasnt going to be waking up to Aaliyah and Chase anymore. That thought I couldnt shake, and thats the only thing that had me shook. The fact that I would neva' meet my unborn child. My pocket started to vibrate and I pulled it out to see a message from Duece.

2uece: We here. Niggas is movin' so hurry up.

Me: Like 2 min away

2uece: Ight.

After that, I pulled up and seen their cars. My team was deep, but you still cant count the bodies David mark ass had inside. They were all here because they fucked with me. If it was some shit for them I'd be down to ride too, I just appreciate dem' cause they can walk in hea' and not walk back out. These niggas trynna take out my fam on some real petty shit, and den' the homie uncle on some weird shit too behind my pops, but he cant get his too. I got a bullet for any nigga that think he wit it'.

Making sure everyone was ready and strapped, safety off, we put the hoodies on and moved. Me and Duece went in front letting off on anything that moved. A girl was standing right there infront of the do' when I kicked it  and I split dat bitch wig. Her blood splattered on my face and I quickly wiped that shit off my face. I heard somebody with an auto and in order for us to stay alive someone had to take that out. It  was like a war in there, I hid behind a china cabinet and waited for him to come down the stairs. When he finally did show, I yelled to Duece and he caught him from the back, and his brains spat out through the front. It was a nasty ass sight but so what, shit had to be done. Whoeva' spot dis' was, it was like a full on maze. So many different rooms and corners it would maje you dizzy. Once me, Duece, Khalil, and DayDay cleared out the first level we moved swiftly to the next.

There was a guy sitting in a chair, pistol on his lap. Waisting no time I walked up on him and put a bullet through his skull. Kill or be killed, and I was on a mission to get to David personally. There were more rounds being left off, and just as we turned our heads guys poured out from every different direction. A picture of my mama flashed before my eyes and I was distracted. It was as she could see me but she was crying. I was so caught up in that moment, I heard the last of Duece talking.

"Q, down!" He yelled, I ducked and he put a hollowpoint right in between his eyes. "Goodlookin' D." "Dont sweat it." He replied.

When we were going to keep walking, I heard a piercing grunt. I looked and seen that Khalil had been shot in his stomach. When I looked around, I seen someone run. "Day, get dat' nigga maine'. Lil, c'mon maine', stay wit me'. Just look at me." I called out to him, then I heard arguing from the level above me. "Jus-st go. Kill t-them all. N-no witnes-s." He muttered.

"Nah man, you gon' make it. Just stay up. You ma' boy lil." I choked down the tears dat formed. Khalil was really my boy, like my own big brother. He was always there for me when I needed him and here he was bout to take his last breath because of me. I couldnt handle dis' shit. Still all in all, either kill them or let them kill my entire family and me... Not.Gone.Happen. My men and David's were still going at it. "I-i love you man." He mumbled to me, as he choked out on his own blood. "No, Khalil. You gon' live man." I said, but he shook his head no. "Take c-care. Protect my G-goddaughter at all c-costs." He tried to swallow, but he shook then instantly he began still. "No!" I yelled. My muthafuckin' brother man..