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"Happiness or flashiness? How do you serve the question?" _______
"Zay" a voice called out to me
god maybe? no the voice was too human.
"zaaaay" the voice dragged out my name
not sure why they think that saying my name is going to make me wake up, because it's not.
"ISIAH" the voice snapped waking me out of my well deserved slumber on the couch.
"nigga what?" i said opening only one eye to see lyric looking at me like she had a problem. all she did was stare at me like i was crazy, lord i wish my cousin didn't have such a big attitude problem. "We were supposed to leave out, an HOUR ago" she said smacking me on my head.
"well damn shorty" i rubbed the sore spot on my head "you really could have gotten an uber" i threw my new shoes on and rolled my eyes "I fell asleep waiting for your big headed ass"
sometimes i swear i hated lyric, she was so stuck up and swore she had all this money, but she somehow needs a ride from me. i can't choose who i'm family with but i really wish i could.
lyric looked at me in disbelief, "must you wear yeezys everywhere we go?"
"it's yeezy season bro" i shrugged grabbing my keys off the counter.
"Yeah it's robbing season too..."
i scoffed, "we live in the suburbs sweetheart, that's not something we have to worry about"
"that's not something we have to worry about" i repeated to myself staring at the 1000 dollar shoes on my feet.
