I watched Amira interact with her sisters and imagined her as a mother to my seeds. I ain't never want none but seeing her in action made me think.
I wondered when the fuck her mother was going to show face. It been almost two months of me being around and I ain't never see this bitch yet
"London and Paris did y'all brush y'all teeth?" She asked them.
all of them were hot caramel skinned with freckles and big eyes. But Amira little sisters had their own looks besides that.
They were dressed in uniform and she had made them a big breakfast this morning for school. Amira had them looking real girly and fresh. She had their hair braided with beads, fresh feet, and them Alex and Ani braclets on.
"Yessss we brushed out teeth Mia" London the sassy one huffed. Amira gave her an eye and London straighten herself out. London was 8 and Paris was 5.
"You still going get us a iPad?" Paris asked me. She was my round foreal. She came to me and gave me our signature pound
"Yeah If y'all keep doing good in school" Amira butted in
"Chill on them. They know wassup" I winked at them and they both winked back
We all sat at the table and ate. Underneath the table I rubbed her thigh and her scary ass tensed up. I don't know why I was so affectionate with her. That usually wasn't my style but she had me on some new shit.
"You work today?" I asked her. One thing about Amira she was a hard worker. Always pulling doubles and shit
"No I'm off today" she asked kicking me underneath the table
" ohhh can we go to Dave n Busters after school?" The girls asked her
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"Dummy why you on Instagram yo? We all see your little shrimp ass dick nigga" Bricks my right hand came up to me and Melvo. Phone in his hand laughing
I took Amira and the girls to Dave n Busters earlier and went to go handle some shit afterwards
I got a call today and was told we had a new connect. The Streets were flooded with pure cocaine straight off the boat. My money was tripling and since I was doing shit differently now from my cousin Saint had shit set up, it was running more smooth
i didn't hang on the block or visit the traps all day everyday but shit was in order.
"People keep calling me bout that shit. I ain't sweating that. That bitch Denim prositute ass just mad I ain't pay her ass" Melvo waved it off. I could tell he was in his feelings and salty. Shit was kind of funny
I never had no Instagram page but I been on it. I been #MCM plenty of times or seen pictures of me with my head turned or something. Mo always brought it to my attention like I was her nigga or owed her respect
