Can you turn a thug to a family man?
-You know I, thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em Cause I don't fucking need em- -I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch-
I left her house and got in my car to drive to the store.
My phone started ringing so I dug in my pocket to get it. "Yo?"
"Jigga, we got a problem that needs solving." Tyran rushed.
"Ty, I can't right now. You handle it."
"I found out who was taking money."
"Bro, I just said I can't deal with this shit right now."
He sucked his teeth. "What's more important right now? Money or pussy?"
"First of all, it ain't just pussy. She's my fucking girl and she's sick or something."
"We don't have time for you to be playing wifey, the clique needs you, like yesterday."
"Ty, shut the hell up. I told you I'm giving all of this shit up soon. Now, when I got shot and couldn't move around too much, she was there for me. The least I can do is get her some fucking soup."
"Don't get soft on me."
"I thought you were on my side." I laughed. "You sound like Kanye."
"Don't compare me to that disloyal fool ass bitch-made punk."
"I gotta go, G."
"I'm proud of you. I wanna be like you when I grow up."
"Fuck off." I laughed and hung up.
I got out my car and went into 7/11 grabbing a few things like ginger ale, crackers, some gummy bears, and some Doritos.
I also stopped by Panera to get her some soup then I started making my way back to her house.
I was almost there when I turned around to get me a chicken box. I'd been craving one for a while and I'm going to get it.
*
"Bey, I brought you some soda and shit!" I yelled as I walked into her house.
"Do you have some food and shit?" She mocked and I laughed.
"I knew you was going to be hungry."
"Yeah, yeah, you was right. Now where's the food?"
"I got you some soup from Panera."
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((This is my favorite soup ever. Not just from Panera. It's broccoli cheddar and it's super lit. If you never had it, get it.))
