If I Ain't Got You

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I asked why she out this way
Said she on a date,
Then she left with Trey
When will niggas learn?
Hoes like a doorknob,
Everybody gets a turn
Chicks be so high-class on the internet
But don't got shit she earned
She got that bag from Juicy J
She got that ass from Rudy Gay
Now your silly ass down on one knee
What the fuck mane, is you crazy?
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Pass them all around,
They at every party
They ain't gon be loyal,
Not for anybody
Still I love these hoes
(These hoes)
They for everybody
Oh, that was your girl?
Oops, I'm sorry
Don't bring her around,
This just too much money
Yeah I love these hoes
: For Everybody by Juicy J feat Wiz Khalifa

              Kyron P.O.V.

I know you want to leave me
But I refuse to let you go
If I have to beg and plead for your sympathy
I don't mind cause you mean that much to me
Ain't too proud to beg
And you know it!

           I woke up to music blasting loud as hell. It was 6:05 and only one person blast music this early on a Monday morning. "King!" I snapped jumping out the bed. He looked at me.

           "The fuck you want pussy nigga?" He asked.

           "Why?" I asked.

          "Grown," he replied. I sighed going back to my room. After I showered and brushed my teeth, I got dressed. I decided on a purple air-jordan shirt, black trues, and my black and purple 12's. I grabbed my backpack and walked into the kitchen. Everybody was up now thanks to King.

            "Morning," I nodded.

           "Go get dressed," mom told King. He had on a tank-top, sweat pants, nike slide-ins, and a snapback.

          "I am dressed lady," he said pecking her cheek.

         "Ma can I get a tattoo?" He asked lifting up his shirt showing off his six-pack.

           "Kyren, you know how I feel about those things. Maybe a small one on your back or something," she replied.

          "Never mind ma. I love you," he kissed her cheek.

          He looked at me with a smirk. I gave him the finger. "Ky!" Kyan yelled marching downstairs. She ran to me and I picked her up. She smiled.

        "You a little too heavy for this," I sighed. I looked over at King.

           "King you jealous ain't it?" I asked.

          "No. I don't even like her," he shrugged. Kyan jumped down.

        "Stop being rude punk," she pushed him.