Saved By A Thug

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'Cause It Ain't Shit To Send A Hit, I Feel Like John Gotti. It Ain't Shit To Send A Hit, I Feel Like John Gotti.' John Gotti X Kevin Gates

Jasmine In Media.

                       
         | Keontae |

"Hold Up, Pause. Break The Knob, Speaker Going Out. Two Big Booty Bitches, Both Cheeks Poking Out. If I Feel Played Everybody Getting Robbed.

Motherfucker Going On A Car. Listening To 3 6, Slob On My Knob. If I Don't Know You I Don't Wanna, I Don't Like The Vibe. Disrespect Me, I'm A Die, See It In My Eyes." Showin' Up X Kevin Gates

I rapped along with Gates before turning off the shower. I stepped out and grabbed my towel wrapping it around my waist. The droplets of water from the shower were rolling down my body. My curls were dripping wet from rinsing them after I shampooed my hair. I grabbed my phone and slipped my feet into my Jordan slides before exiting the bathroom.

I walked into the hallway before going into the bedroom I was staying in. I set my phone down on the dresser before drying off. I grabbed my lotion from my Ralph Lauren set before putting it on. I know most niggas don't bother with lotion but a nigga not about to be out here ashy. Even though I'm light the ash gets real.

Once I finished I slipped on my Tommy  Hilfiger black boxers. I put on a black and white Ralph Lauren polo shirt that had the roman numeral four on it and a black stripe. It said Ralph Lauren in gold cursive on it. I put on my black True Religion jeans. I added a gold and black Versace watch and a gold chain. I put on socks and slipped my feet into my customized matte black Jordan eleven .

I sprayed on my Ralph Lauren cologne. I grabbed my phone leaving out the room and going downstairs. As soon as I hit the last step my nose filled with that stank. I walked into the living room. Jakari was sitting on the couch with his back to me smoking a fat blunt. He took a puff and held it in his hand. I walked past and grabbed it out his hand going into the kitchen.

I heard him suck his teeth as I began smoking it. I took down the box of frosted flakes making me a bowl. I held the blunt in my mouth as I walked back into the living room with my cereal. I sat down across from Jakari in the recliner. He looked up as I tossed him the blun . He caught it putting it in his mouth.

He had another one he just finished rolling. I assumed because I took the other one out of his hand. I took a bite of my cereal.

"Where my sister?" I asked after swallowing.

"Upstairs with Jasmine." He said between coughs.

"When she get here?" I asked.

I didn't hear her upstairs. I must've been sleeping hard.

"I picked her up earlier." He said.

I nodded turning on the tv. It's morning time so I know Mickey Mouse clubhouse ain't went off yet. I took another bite becoming engrossed in the show. Jakari threw me the blunt that was now a dubie'. I smoked it before putting it out in the ash tray that was on the arm of the recliner.

I felt my eyes become low and a lazy smile made it's way across my face. My phone started ringing but I didn't know where it was. I stood up putting my empty bowl on the coffee table.

"Bro I don't know where my phone is." I said.

I turned in a circle checking to see if it was in the recliner. I heard Jakari start laughin . I turned back around and flipped him off. This wasn't a dam laughing matter.