Angel |Editing|

VII

Take it one step further

Freakum dress out my closet

'Yoncé fillin' out this skirt

I look damn good I ain't lost it

And I ain't missed a beat

Boy you been hanging out the night tonight

I'm staying out 'til tomorrow

Dancing on them tables ain't got no cares, no sorrows

I ran into my ex

Said what up to his bestest

Now we reminiscing how we used to flex in Texas

Don't be jealous

Chp. 7

Dante POV

Pac and I left my crib and went to his so we can chill and smoke but from the way hes shaking his head I'm about to get a lecture I can tell, one thing I can say about my nigga hes street and book smart like me but he into all that sentimental bullshit. That I ain't with but when I'm doing wrong that nigga wont shut about it until I do it right. Its a good thing at the same time though at least I know with him around I got someone to steer me in the right point of view since my pops died. Pac one of those niggas with an old spirit you can say.

" You know you wrong right?" Pac said as he handed me the blunt he just lit and I just didn't answer I took a long pull this weed good as fuck.

" That girl loves you and is down for you but you straight disrespecting her IN her face texting them hoes, now if she find out and start all that crying guess who gone want yo head on a platter for making his Angel cry and don't think my ass going to help you I like living I don't know about you" he tells me his voice sounds so serious but his face looked calm.

" Man he we go again I hear you Pac damn can we smoke" I ask him frustrated with the conversation.

" Yea yea nigga you hear me but you not listening, just know because you my nigga and we been tight since we was kids you know what I'm gone do for you bruh" he smiled nodding his head to nothing.

" See that's why you my nigga what you going to do for me B" i said before taking another two puffs of the blunt and passing it back to him.

" I'm not gone answer my phone when she try and kill you" he smiled and took some hits.

" You cold for that one Pac real cold" I chuckled.

Tahir POV

" Melooo" Bianca sang in my ear pulling me out my thoughts,she had her caramel colored legs on my lap we are having movie night and was watching all the Fridays movies and "Don't Be A Menace In South Central While Drinking Your Jin And Juice In The Hood" just for fun too in my room.

" Sorry ma I was in my thoughts, why'd you stop the movie?" i asked her tryna avoid her dark brown eyes.

" You was so deep in thought you missed your favorite part you wanna tell me because you know you can" she said as my phone rang it was Keshia I could tell by my ring tone so I answered.

" Yo wussup Keesh" I wondered why she was calling me this late knowing I cant come over, her mom a trip. Bianca kicks me and sighs loudly getting up with an attitude off my bed.

" WHO THE HELL IS THAT SIGHING IN YA BACKGROUND TAHIR, WHO YOU FUCKING?!?!?" Keshia yells in my ear I had to look at the phone to see if I'm talking to the right person.