Kilo in the MM | Kai'Jai baby brother. (nba youngboy)
Poison|Brent Faiyaz
[Verse 1]
Know you ride it right
I might just die tonight
But you know i'm still coming through baby
I know its bad for me
And you know it tastes so sweet
I think i need your abuse baby
[Chorus]
Girl you do damage to me
You know I love it, Yeah I love you
Ain't nothing better for me now
Girl you do damage to me
You know, I love it, yeah I love you
Ain't nothing better for me now
Than your poison baby
[Verse 2]
Angel of the night
Drown between your thighs
I'm still here, ain't no excuse baby
I see you in my sleep
I'm scarred beyond belief
Ain't nothing you can't make me do, baby
[Chorus]
Girl you do damage to me
You know I love it, Yeah I love you
Ain't nothing better for me now
Girl you do damage to me
You know, I love it, yeah I love you
Ain't nothing better for me now
Than your poison baby
........
Vada Jewel Jones
about a month later ...
Me and Lawrence was leaving the mall. He had about 5 bags in his hand and I had 2. We had mostly shoes and jewelry. This man bought me a rolex! Do you not understand? Thats hella money man. Anyways, Im living life pretty damn good right now but there is days when Im sad and start to miss Kenny. I Promise Ill see him again one day.
I got in the passenger seat as he decided to pull off.
"Where we going now?" I asked.
"Home, Nothing else to do ." He rolled his eyes, lately he been i dont know, off. He just seem weird like he dont baby me as much as he used to. I feel like im boring him or something.
"Whats wrong with you?" I nagged.
"man nothing, Im chillin bro." He mugged.
"Fuck you mean chilling? and why calling me bro? Whats yo damn problem?" I yelled.
"Nah whats yo problem?" He mocked.
"Im goodm you just was smiling and buying me shit and when we get in the car you wanna act different SAY SOMETHING."
"Look shawty, I love and all , And I still feel the same about you but you need to get a job or something. I took you into my house with no responsibility. I spoil you, I take care of you, you gotta meet ends ma." He finally said. He parked the car in the drive way and we just sat in the car.
"I cant, I cant get no job so my name pop up and I gotta go back to foster care , no." I preached.
"You know I can get you a job."
"What?"
"Dont play, I know how you be looking at dime piece and the other strippers, you wanna strip?" He asked. I took a long thought.
"I dont know man..." I looked around.
It honestly wouldn't hurt. I did always question about stripping and befriending Dime.
"Come on ma, Ya stage name could be Cuban Queen or Cuban Doll." (ha get it lol) He encouraged.
"You have a banging body baby, I bet you can me and yoself hella money. Just think about it, Not go stress ya. But lets just say if you dont find some way to make money quick we go have problems." He lingered and proceeded to get out the car. I rolled my eyes and made in into the house. I would honestly say this aint no relationship no more. He nags at me all the time , complains, he dont say sweet things any more or nothing. Im starting to think he lied to me about Kai'Jai when he said he tried to take advantage of me.
But if he not feeling me, Im not feling him. Ima fake it till im make it. He providing me shelter, food , water , and clothes, now its time for me to get the fuck on.
I got out the car following him into the house. I sat on the couch and got on Instagram. I scrolled down my newsfeed until I seen a picture of Kai'Jai and some girl. She was pretty, no hate, no shade. I miss Kai. He was always there for me but dealing with Lawrence, he gone now. Shits crazy. Im now considering the Stripping offer.
Kai'Jai Desean Monroe
I was with this lil shawty I met, Aneeka. She coo and all but Ion see no relationship. She just a good friend. I just dropped her off at home from having lunch with me. But as of Right now I was with Kilo.
"Nigga, Im loyal fuck is you saying?" Kilo ranted in the passenger seat.
I laughed, turning right. "Yeah ight , but remember School , basketball, money then females. " I ranted.
"Yeah , yeah I gotchu. But when you getting you a lil jawn?- I mean what happened to old girl you was always talking bout?"
"Uh,tuns out shawty fuck with the other side, that nigga Lj." I shrugged.
"You miss her?" He asked and I took a second to think.
"Nah." I shrugged.
"Bro why is you lying?" He turned towards me as I focused on the road.
"Its complicated." I sighed .
"Man, nah you miss her, you think you can lie to me? After moms and sis died, you became my other half and vice versa. I know you nigga, why you fucking with this ugly ass Aneeka bitch when you can have Vadalyn?"
"First off chill with all that damn cussing, second her name Vada , not Vadalyn. and third, I aint seen her ass and obviously she love Lj. I aint go fuck up that, she been through to much." I pulled up at Kilo School.
"Whatever, and man forget Lj? He a bitch , you a kingpin. This nigga own a damn strip club and he a damn crack head. Aint like he treating her right anyways. Stop thinking like a cold hearted thug. Think what momma would think, "Chase ya dreams son" Is all she would say. Do that and stop running from yo fears." He said as he gathered his gym bag.
"Damn Kilo, yo ass preaching and shit, I get what you saying. Good looking lil bro." I chuckled and dapped him up and he got out and closed the door, going inside the school.
Honestly, I think he right. But Im not kissing nobody ass. If I come across her again then maybe i'll consider it but as of now Im chilling . Im a good nigga and she cant notice and except that then oh fucking well. I mean I go to school, I got mad respect for women, Im loyal, I make my own damn money, And Im fine. Like damn, come my way Vada.
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A:N/okay, this part one. sorry I been gone for almost forever !
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