Davon
Im scared, Davon
Im scared, Davon
Im scared, Davon
Im scared, Davon
Her words were just replaying in my head . I couldnt comfort her right now because i was in distraught. I never want Amiyah to fear anything because of me . I know what she scared of, my lifestyle . If i could change it back then, i probably wouldnt . I love money, and what i do brings major money . But now that im starting a family especially with Mi, i know shit gotta change . I gotta money in the bank, thats nothing . But its easier said than done, to get out its alotta stuff u gotta do . I dont wanna stop making money though, its other ways to making money besides dealing. Ima hustler . I dont think im a hustler just cause i sale drugs. Just cause a nigga sale drugs dont make him a huster, a nigga that can sale anything is a hustler. AND MUHHFUCKKA I CAN SALE ANYTHING .
I looked over at Miyah, she was still sniffing . I pulled up in the driveway, she was reaching for her door . I stopped her.
'Baby, look at me' I tugged on her arm, 'I love you and im willing to get out of this shit just for you and my seed.'
She looked up at me, her eyes were red and puffy . She was still beautiful . 'Do u really think you getting out is going to change anything ?' She paused waiting on my answer, i really wasnt expecting her to say that shit . I was expecting for her to say 'bae really ? I love u so much!' But instead i get this . But shes right .
'Im not gonna lie i have fears about your lifestyle, but i already knew about it before i slept with u . Im having a boy, a boy. I dont want him to be like u .' She yelled as she slammed the door .
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Dirty Laundry
Teen FictionAmiyah is a beautiful girl who seems to always end up with the wrong guy. But can her ex boyfriend be her next boyfriend ? Devon is a well known thug. He was arrested back when he was 16. Now that hes back on the streets will he be able to maintain...
