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                                                                        Quincy| Baby Daddy

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Quincy| Baby Daddy.

I woke up realizing I was back in the trap, tryna to figure out what the fuck happen last night.

"You good bruh?" Mike asked.

"yeah.. what happen last night?" I asked as I held onto my head since it was hurting.

"I just know that you were out too long so I went to ya spot that you always sell at and then I saw you on the ground passed out. I checked and someone stole ya shit." Mike told me.

"Damn!" I said as Mike gave me some pills to get rid of the pain.

"What did the boss say?" I asked.

"He's upset, but not at you... just to the situation he knows that you would have shot there heads off if someone came up on you like that," Mike said as I nodded.

A few moments later my phone was ringing as I thought my phone had died or something.

"Who's that calling?" Mike asked.

"My baby mama!" I said.

"She was calling last night but I didn't want to answer cause I didn't want to scare her ya know," Mike told me as I nodded.

"I appreciate that mike, but hold up," I said.

"Wassup!" I answered.

"Thank god, you're okay I was getting worried," Bridgett said.

"I'm good baby girl, is everything alright?" I asked.

"Yeah, I was just checking on you since I haven't seen you in a few days," Bridgett told me.

"I am good, do you want me to get Kenny today?" I asked.

"Yeah, that is fine, if you're not busy tonight?" Bridgett questioned.

"I am not I promise you that. Oh shit," I said.

"You okay?" Bridgett asked being worried.

"Yeah just have a headache!" I said.

"Okay, well I see you whenever you get here." She said.

"Aight lata!" I said.

"Bye!" She said as she ended the call.

"imma get outta here and get my son," I said.

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