stay strong through your pain
grow flowers from it
you have helped me
grow flowers out of mine so
bloom beautifully
dangerously
loudly
bloom softly
however you need
just bloom.
-Rupi Kaur
Everlasting || Dave East x Bernice Burgos
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David Brewster •
"You been good nigga? You back sleeping in your own bed?" Leek asked as he stuffed the whole 3.5 grams into the backwood.
"They've been better, but we're working on it. That's all you need to know bitch." He laughed, holding his hands up in defense. "Don't take your anger out on me, dry dick. Mad because your wife not giving up the cookies."
"Nigga shutup, she's pregnant. She's sick right now, but when them right hormones kick in—she gone want the dick everyday."
"Fuck is y'all trying to do, have your own basketball team? Y'all just had a damn baby."
"Nigga Kairi will be one in a few months, that's what married people do. Your ugly ass need to find somebody to marry you because I heard your baby mama don't want your ass no more."
Leek laughed, "Yes she do, I don't know why she be fronting for the whole city." He shook his head, patting his pockets for his lighter. "On some real shit though, you ain't heard shit else about anything?"
Leek shook head while lighting the backwood, "Nothing about them Jersey niggas, but I know they had to hear about that nigga Mike missing. If I do hear something, you know you'll be first to know."
I nodded my head, "Good, because I'm not trying to get my hands wet again. You know, shits getting real out here and I'm trying to stay as far away as possible."
Leek nodded, "That's understandable, ain't shit out here but hoes and niggas with no ambition. I don't tell you all the time D, but I'm proud of you. If you never made it, ain't no telling where I'd be."
"You don't never have to thank me for shit, your loyalty is enough." Leek passed the backwood over to me, I hit it and caught my cloud.
"You talked to Tasha?"
I shook my head, "B probably have, I can't associate myself with that shit right now. I'm good on her and Mac's mama, bitches be moving too shiesty nowadays."
"I feel you, but I wouldn't be Leek if I didn't look out for Baby Mac. I bought him a couple fits and some shoes the other day. Mac gone bro, and his son the only good thing he left us. So don't take too long hating that bitch and let him grow up not knowing you."
"Man I want a son, that's it. He gone be a junior and gone act like me, a baby gangster." Mac said as he rolled the shake into the swisher. We was still young niggas throughout Harlem, and the grown niggas wasn't selling us no weed. Leek did manage to get some shake from his cousin though, so we made that shit work.
