What happens after 17 year old Cali runs away cause of her no shit parents and she is there for more than 2 years would she ever get out?who would come to get her ?read to find out
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____________________________________ As me and papa made our way to the doctor for our appointment the radio listen "Die young"
I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta Cold hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick? When I'm in traffic gotta slide with the beam on me 'Cause I keep 'bout ten racks bussin' out the jeans on me Niggas be hating, I'm rich, it's all about the cream homie If I ever get caught lackin', they gon' slide Ever since I got the Rollie, I ain't got the time Flawless diamonds, niggas can't never block the shine They know I'm ballin' in the city like DeRozan Gotta keep my niggas 'round me, I can't do the wrong friends I was knockin' down walls, now they closin' in Hopped off the porch, and then I hopped inside the Porsche, aye Fuck being the side nigga, I'ma be the main court Whipped the Rolls like a young nigga made for it I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta Cold hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick? Tryna get my bag, I had to go and make it happen Me and my dogs, we was bussin' out them bandos Count out them hunnids then we throw it in the mattress Wrap it in plastic, and throw it in the attic I be in the streets nigga, I stand ten toes Any nigga in my situation woulda been fold We was trappin' out the basement, made it back tenfold Gotta stay out the way, that's why I'm always on it, tenfold We was fighting fed cases, remember I was 2 and 0 Nigga was fightin' the pressure, sippin' syrup, I was movin' slow I was down below, but still, I always kept my head up Nigga gotta get my bread up, I don't wanna die young, no, no, no I ain't tryna die young, so I gotta ride with one Still ten toes down in my Balenciagas He ran down on a nigga, that's a shotta, shotta Cold hearted nigga with that blocka, blocka Gotta keep it on me, I don't wanna die young I rather be judged by twelve, than carried by six I'ma go post bail, just look at my wrist Tell me, why the legends always gotta die quick?
As the song ended we pulled up to the doctors office mama k works at
As we walked in Saint got heys and hi's from nurses and doctors because of his mom As Saint sat down I went to go check in the front desk "Good morning what can we do for you today" "Hi I came for my 5 months check up with doctor Kortez"I said back nicely "Ok please sign here and you'll be set"she said as I took the pin a signed the paper.
As I wobbled to the seat next to Saint he pulled his phone out a started to record me
"Stop that's not funny"pouted about to cry cause these hormones kicking my ass
