NBA Youngboy | Kentrell Gaulden:
Ma name Kentrell but I go by Youngboy. That's how I'm known to my fans, even my friends call me dat. I just turned 19 a few months ago. Wit me being a yungin' and bringing this much money in ima be honest and say ion know how to act sometime. I will say dat there's a lot of ppl that be on my head or just don't fuck wit me period, but then on da flip side my support system is so big that it outweighs all da shit people see on the shaderoom or on the news. I grew up not having shit, just a regular nigga growing up in the streets of Baton Rouge, Louisiana. I wanted betta fo' ma self so i took off wit this rapping shit. I not only work hard fo' me but I got 4 lul boys that need me. So I go hard for them too. Everything I do, I do for them lul niggas. The squad always wit me but I did leave my best friend back home in Louisiana, it fucked me up when I had to leave cause that girl so loyal and she really ride for me. Ion care what's going down, she always gon be on my team. I can't wait to see her tonight though. Ima be down there for a few days, i can finally spend time wit babygirl. I got pulled out of my thoughts by Kd's dumbass.
"AYE NIGGA, it's been 30 minutes and everytime I come in this mfn room, you laying there staring at the ceiling. Tf is up witchu?" Kd said in his way of sounding concerned, plopping down on my bed.
"I just got a lot on ma mind bru, das it." I mumbled, moving around in ma bed, looking for my phone to find out the time.
"Well it's 4:30, and Montana said it's time for us to leave if we gon make this flight to Louisiana in time. So get yo dented face ass out this bed so we can go." He leaned over, smacking my arm and runs out the room.
"Fucking dumbass." I shook my head, getting out of the bed and got my shit together. Leaving the hotel room. We made our way to the van and loaded in, and headed to the airport. I ain't gon lie ta ya, I was getting kind of nervous. I ain't seen Jayla in about 6 months, ion know why I get like this..I mean Jayla just da homie. I shrugged it off and pulled myself out of my deep thoughts again, listening to these dumbasses go back n forth.
"I bet chu I bag a bitch wit a fat ass tonight." Ben yelled, wit this big ass pudding smile across his face.
"Nigga shut cho black ass up, you ain't bagging shit. don't nobody even be checkin' fa you." Three stated, snickering.
"I know yo dog face ass, ain't talkin. Say Yb, when we touch down in Baton. Whea we finna go?" Ben said, turning to look at me.
"We going to my momma house befo' anything. I needa see my kids and plus Jayla wan slide thru there to see everybody too." I said, scrolling through my phone as I got a txt message from my babymomma. Mane wtf she want.
Jania🤦🏽♀️: So. Kacey is due in a few days, I had to hear through Star that you was going back home. I thought you was coming to Dallas so when Kacey is born, you'd be here????
I got business ta take care of down here first. Ima see ma son. You already know what typa father i am, so don't be coming at me like dat Nene.
Jania🤦🏽♀️: You always seem to put me mf last. All yo other kids seem to get better treatment. Like wtf. You always around Fats and K3, AND fats ain't even yo damn kid. What you still fuckin' Star or sum?
Read 5:15I sighed, putting my phone on do not disturb. I don't have time for NeNe right now. She always wan worry about, who i'm fucking or getting mad at me for being a father to my kids. We finally pulled up to the airport, I hopped out the van, got ma shit and went inside waiting for my flight. All I could think about was getting to ma kids and seeing Jayla. I felt a slap ta my neck and I looked back seeing Ben laughing. "The fuck you always playing fa?"
"Why yo fat head ass always staring into outa space, yo brain ain't dat big for you to be thinking all da time." Ben said. As he smacked his teeth.
"Gone head somewhea mane." Our flight came and we got on the plane. I'm getting way too excited. I closed my eyes to get a lil sleep.
"Say. Aye Say. Mane GTF up!!" Montana yelled over me, as I jumped up. I looked around to see we were in Louisiana. I grabbed my stuff, getting off the plane and into our truck that was waiting fa us and we headed to my momma house. Once we pulled up, I got out the car and knocked on da door, eventually Star opens the door holding K3.
"Look what da wind blew in." Star rolled her eyes, looking up at me. As she handed me K3.
"Nice to see yo uglah ass too." I grabbed K3 putting him in the air. "Wassup mane, you miss me?" He smiles at me, laying his head on my shoulder. I walked into the kitchen seeing my momma.
"Hey baby. How was yo flight?" She said, as she gave me a quick glance, still cooking.
"It was good ma. Say, whea fats? And have you heard from Jayla? She was posed to be here by now."
"He taking a nap and uhm not since earlier. She said she might be running a lil late from the shop."
I nodded. Walking into the living room wit the rest of them.
Jayla's P.O.V:
I quickly left the shop, after locking up and sped to my house. Going upstairs and showering. I don't know what I'm going to put on. I sighed as I got out the shower and going into my closet to pick something out. I finally picked out a tan jumpsuit. It's going to be cute, I just got my hair redone too before I left the shop. I checked the time and it was a quarter to 9. I grabbed my keys and my purse. Quickly going down the steps. I wonder why my momma wasn't home by now, but I guess I'll talk to her later. I went and got in my car and drove off. I felt myself getting nervous but I shook the feeling as much as I could. Once I got to his mom's house, I sat there for a second to get myself together. Then I got out and went and knocked on the door. I seen through the window that his BM was coming to the door, I rolled my eyes and got it together. Jesus be a fence."Mm. What you doing here?" Star inquired, mugging on me.
"You know why I'm here, so move. I didn't come here to argue witcho ass today. Mk?" I rolled my eyes brushing pass her. I went in the kitchen to give momma a hug. "Hey momma. How are you?"
"I'm good boo. How are you?" She said, with a smile.
"I'm doing well, where is Kentrell?" I asked. Looking around.
"He went in the basement, where his lil studio is." She giggled.
"Ohhh okay, thanks." I smiled, making my way to the basement. When I got down there, K3 and Fats ran to hug me and I hugged them back, when I stood up I felt arms around my waist, I turned slowly and there he was. I jumped on him, giving him the longest hug ever. Man I missed him.
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Through The Storm | NBA Youngboy
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