TYGA
"Why can't we ever do anything right?" I don't man, I really don't know. August dapped me up and got out the car. Good luck bro. "Psh same to you." I drove home scared of what I was going to walk into. Why was I scared i'm the man of the house. As soon as I pulled in the driveway I seen Desiree dropping black bags out of the window. I got out and she gave me the finger. I got upstairs and I seen her run in the room. When I walked in half of my shit was gone. YOU CAN'T KICK ME OUT THIS IS MY HOUSE! "Watch me. That's what you get for putting me on a lease I didnt want to be on." Before she could throw the next bag of clothes out the window I grabbed her arm. "Get the hell off of me." Or what? "Get the fuck off of me now!" No. Before the next word came out my mouth she punched me in my face and hands were flying. I hit her back. I didn't mean to. I crawled on the floor to where she was crying. Baby im so sorry! "GET AWAY FROM ME! I HATE YOU, YOUR A CHEATER, A LIAR, AND YOU JUST FUCKING HIT ME." Baby I didn't mean to. Your just always fucking hitting me man. "Get out." Im not leaving my house. She wiped the tears from her face n walked to the closet and pulled out covers n a pillow. Out! She started pushing me out the bedroom door and slammed the door in my face.
