Chapter Fourteen

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My PTSD startin' to kick in so I gotta get high
Trey shot that nigga out my car
So now I gotta get low
I ain't no city boy
'cause I love my bitch
Nigga,
But that don't mean that I don't love my hoes
Niggas tried to smack me up
So now I'm raising hell
Don't try and dap me lil' nigga
You are not my bro
Trey shot that nigga out my car so now I gotta get low
They know we bend blocks, welcome to the party

Niggas always talkin' hot and runnin' they mouth
Until I kick down they door and run in they house
Have they mother on the floor with the gun in her mouth
Like "what's that shit up on the net ya son was talkin' bout?"
I put that on my son that I'ma take it there
'Cause where you come from and where I come from I ain't playin' fair
My lil' homie died and I ain't drop a tear
I just roll a spliff and put it in the air
I'm big 092 niggas know I'm woo
I look a nigga in his face like, "Who you talkin' to?"
I need 25k or I ain't walkin' through
I need 25k or I ain't walkin' through
I spent 20 on my wrist and 20 on a chain
I be spoiling myself so I could ease the pain
Digital dash I be switching lanes
I was sitting on the bench but now I'm in the game
(Pop Smoke 💫 - PTSD)










The Next Day...
5:39pm...

Aubree

I was really out here shopping for Li when I should be handling business.

"You really love this girl." Luca came up to me as I was purchasing her some AF1, Jordan's and some Air Max.

I smirked, "A little."

Luke approached us.

"Look at you, spending a bag on your lady too." Luca teased him.

"Mothafucka, get you one." He responded.

"Me? Nigga I got one. She cooks me all the soul food my little Italian belly can handle." He rubbed his stomach.

"You be around those niggas so much I thought you were suckin' díck." I shrugged.

Luke and the cashier busted out laughing as I grabbed my bags to leave out of this store.

"Say, Fuck you, Ace. I'm running your shit for you." He said.

"And suckin' díck apparently." Luke teased.

"Man." He smacked his lips "Y'all niggas need to show me some respect."

We really laughed then.

"Ain't you asking me for a break like I ain't just get home from a bid?" I reminded him.

"Hell yeah I am." We all laughed.

"You need some food?" Luke asked me.

"Yeah bro." I nodded as we walked to the food court.

We all went to different restaurants since I was wanting some Chinese food.

I grabbed my bag and when I turned around one of my bags accidentally hit someone.

"I apologize." I turned around to see the face of the person I hit but she was too busy smiling.

"Well since you hit me the least you could do is buy me lunch." She smiled, showing off her perfect teeth.

No lie, she was bad with her light skin, curly light brown hair, green eyes and that bad ass shape.

"Yeah, I can do that." I smirked a little, looking at the cashier for the total, although I was already fishing in my pocket for a 20 dollar bill.

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