Downfall. (Urban)

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Omniscient

"And he treating you good?" Sahri's grandmother cracked her knuckles while staring Dacian down.

He laughed. "No, I ain't wrong her"

"Mhm" She put her fist down.

She was old, but she was a G. Her grandmother once punched Dacian in the face because he made her granddaughter cry infront of her.

Sahri smiled. "He's been good. . .mostly"

"Oh, bet?" Dac nodded his head.

"I'm just kidding, pap- Dacian"

"Don't tell me that you're calling him Papi like you got a lick of Spanish in you. Who you tryna be?" Nana asked.

Dacian busted out laughing, and Sahri grabbed a comb, shea butter, and a spray bottle that she filled with water.

"Hush" Sahri blushed as she got started on her grandmother's hair.

"And don't stab me with that comb, baby. I stab back"

Fourty two (no Jackie Robinson) minutes later, Sahri rolled the end of her last twist around her finger so that it would curl up.

"You look cute, Nana"

She stood up out of her hospital bed, and went to the bathroom to examine Sahri's work.

"Ooo wee. Imma be snatching hearts at the nursing home. Joel not going to be able to get enough of me. Mhm"

"Ew" Sahri frowned.

"Ew?" Her grandmother repeated. "That's your new granddaddy"

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I said that I was gon' quit it . . . but I couldn't

Addicted to riding round rubber band and dirty money but I shouldn't

Stack the cake up stack for stack

Get the packs in back for back

Most of these niggas let bitches distract them from getting paper, I can't have that

Them nothing bitches, y'all can have that

Point me to wherever the cash at
Yo fuck them niggas-

Dietrick cut the music off, as it made him feel some type of way.

He had no problem stacking up his paper, but he didn't like being lonely. He wanted someone to spoil besides Queen.

Dietrick pulled up in the driveway, and got out the car.

She was sitting in the grass.

"Excuse me young miss" He cleared his throat.

Queen stood up, and ran to her father. He lifted her up and hugged him.

"I ain't forget about you baby"

She began to sob as she clung to Dietrick.

He rubbed on her back. "I miss you too, Queenie. But let's put on our strong faces"

She ignored him, and sniffed, rubbing her face into his neck.

"You love me?"

She nodded her head, making him smile.

"You so big now" He kissed her cheek and walked towards his car.

"Sir! You are not allowed to take her. We will contact the authorities"