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In the streets of Harlem shit ain't always sweet. Too much shit goes down but everyone has their own hustle to make shit happen. Now for Brandon Perkins, known as East Sav he definitely had a certain hustle to himself. He...
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After dropping off Mill's dad yesterday a lot of shit has been on my mind. My family first and foremost. They been on my mind like crazy. That's why I got them on tour with me now. Milly pregnant again man haha 'this our last baby' I can hear her already soon as her stomach start growing.
But I gotta finish this tour off. This will be my last time for awhile so I gotta make this shit worth it.
We still in New York and today is Thanksgiving. I got another show tonight then we out tomorrow. "Daddy Happy Thanksgiving!" Bj came running in my old bedroom. We were staying with my moms. I picked him up and sat him in my lap. I put my finger to my lips. "Shhh." I pointed to Meir who was next to me sleep. "Sissy sleep. Happy thanksgiving dada. Where yo mommy at?" He shrugged his shoulders. "I dunno."
"Alright let's go find her." I stood up, stilll holding him and headed down the hall. I instantly smelled some yams so I know my momma had to be throwing down. "Momma what you in here cooking?" I spoke too soon, coming around the corner I seen my wife in the kitchen. She had her hair in a high messy bun, she was sweating with a wife beater , some biker shorts and my momma's apron on.
I put Bj down and stepped in the kitchen. "Baby what you got going on up in here?" I came behind her and wrapped my arms around her. "Your mom said she had to go to the store, which was 2 hours ago and I've been busting my ass ever since."
"Two hours? Have you called her?" That had me worried. "Yes baby she didn't answer. She texted me and told me she'd be on her way soon, that was forty minutes ago." I took my phone out and dialed my moms. It rang for a second before she answered.
"Hello!" She sounded as if she was smiling into the phone.
"Ma where you at?"
"I'm in the driveway right now. I ran into a friend at the grocery store baby, I'm sorry but I invited them to thanksgiving dinner I hope that's fine."
"You good ma, I was just worried about you. I'll talk to you when you come in." I hung up and kissed Mill on the cheek. "I'm sorry baby, she said she got to talking to a friend and got caught up. What you need tho?"
"Nothing, I'm fine baby. I just didn't wanna fuck this up being our first Thanksgiving in New York in a long time." She always wanted shit to be perfect.
"Baby you know you can cook and I love your cooking. Shit smelled so good I thought my ma was in here throwing down." That made her smile. "Well go ahead and rest baby. You gotta show tonight."
I decided not to say anything back, instead I just washed my hands and began helping. I seen her side eye me with a smirk. She knew I wasn't gone listen. "What need done?"
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Later
After my shower the food was good and done so you know a nigga was about to smash. I had finally hit up Don and he basically hit me with the "I'll stop by" bullshit but we both know that nigga gone stay and eat. He never miss out on my momma's cooking or Mills.
