" Came to the top of the mountain like a lion
I'm tryna see what the business
Came from the block and right now it's that time
I made it out of the trenches
Never look back, I ain't pressin' rewind
Thank God for the way that I'm livin'
I never slipp...
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" So what you got to say Kentrell ? " Ayanna asked with a slight attitude as she sat infront of me. Her arms were folded in her lap and I just looked ahead at her.
" You know what I gotta say. She ain't pregnant and I ain't fuck her. " I bluntly spoke to her . Montana and them locked us up in this studio room. The whole entire way here we didn't speak , didn't even sit next to each other.
" Then why the fuck is she texting you this type of shit ? It's suppose to be a joke a'sum ? Cause the shit isn't fucking funny." She snapped back at me. Ian like all this yelling she was doin'not this attitude.
" Before we take this shit any further , ima need you to calm down cause Ian fucking yelling at you." I shot back at her as a small mug grew on my face.
" Ion even care no more. It's whatever Kentrell. Do you and take care of baby number 5." She sighed getting up from the chair she was sitting about to walk away. I quickly grabbed her by her hand and pulled her back towards me.
" Nah ain't no whatever. We finna talk about this shit. Ian get nobody pregnant." I sighed pulling her down into my lap.
" Call her." She said starring at me as she sat in my lap. I looked back at her chuckling and made a face.
" For what ? " I asked leaning back up against the chair I was sitting in.
" Call her Kentrell." She sternly spoke back , unfortunately I was moving to slow cause she snatched my phone and scrolled through my messages. Once she found her name she decided to FaceTime her.
This mothafucka bold...
It took London a few seconds to respond. She answered seeing both of our faces in the camera.
" The fuck is this ? " She laughed and rolled her eyes sitting up on her couch. I smacked my lips and rubbed my hands down her face.
" Mane' what it is ? You ain't pregnant stop cappin London. We ain't even did nun like that since I been back in BR." I said causing Ayanna to look over at me.
" Since you been in BR ? " Ayanna asked knitting her eyebrows together. I looked at her and mumbled to myself " Fuck."
" This is your baby Kentrell and you fucking know it. Don't ever call my phone on no bullshit like this." And with that she hung up in our faces.
" I can't believe I was stupid enough to go for your shit." Ayanna shook her head looking down at me.
" Baby the shit wa-." I couldn't even finish my sentence , she cut me off slapping the fuck outta me.
" Fuck you Kentrell ! " She yelled at me and ran out the room of the studio slamming the door shut behind her.
Just leaving me there dumb founded , I was rubbing my cheek. I couldn't even be mad...I did cheat. A couple weeks back I went to BR for two days to see the boys..in the process I did stop at London's house. But I swore I used a condom.
