Crumbling Paradise

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Jamming to YB's
    How I been
New track😌😍😍

I say YB in public and Kentrell in private. Desean if I'm mad💀💀💀

I'll deadass call your whole government to make a point💀💀

excuse mistakes

BRIZY P.O.V💚💚

"Pssst! Psssst! Trell!" Kentrell looked around for the voice. Shèyaa was waving for him from the stair case. Kentrell rolled his eyes wondering what the taller wanted. He was still mad they'd shown up unannounced.

"What you want nigga?" Kentrell grumbled going back to rolling his blunt. Shèyaa huffed walking the rest of the way towards the man then pulled him up outta the chair. "Say, what the fuck you on slime? Why you grabbing on me like you ain't got no type of sense?" But Shèyaa started dragging him outside towards the parlor. Kentrell tried to fight the man.

"Stop it! We got a problem." Shèyaa hissed letting go of the shorter. Kentrell fixed his clothes then turned his attention back to Shèyaa.

"What problem?" He asked watching Shèyaa look around nervously before facing him again. "Talk nigga!"

"Weelllllllll......" Shèyaa dragged out rubbing at his neck. Kentrell smacked his lips turning on his heel bout to walk away. "Chill damn. Okay so you remember those girls we messed around with bout two three weeks ago?" Shèyaa started. Kentrell grabbed a chair sitting down and trying to think.

"Honestly no. I was too fucked up."he laughed starting to play with his twists. "Hol up don't tell me Ty found out and he mad." Kentrell snickered looking up at his friend and brother from another father. Shèyaa frowned.

"No. Why would he even be upset bout that?" Shèyaa licked his lips taking a seat too. Kentrell hummed laughing to himself.

"Ight so you gon sit in mah motherfucking face and act all brand you like you ain't be having Ty folded like a burrito? I see." Kentrell laughed some more.Shèyaa straight faced him.

"You knew?"

"I been knew nigga! Y'all ain't slick." A snort escaped Kentrell's person.

"Anyways that's not the point-"

"What is the point my brother?" Kentrell stupidly interrupted snorting right after. Shèyaa rolled his eyes.

"The point is the girls reached out to Sonia who reached out to Carrick who reached out to Terri who reached out to me." Shèyaa explained.

"Ight foe what tho? They knew it was a time shit." Kentrell shrugged. Shèyaa stared at the other male taking a deeeep breath.

"They saying they pregnant bruh."

Silence.

Crickets.

Then Kentrell burst out laughing. He started slapping his knee going as far as sliding off his seat. Shèyaa stared at the man with a blank face. He tried to replay his words and figure out what he said that was funny but hr couldn't find it.

"Phew chillay..." Kentrell collected himself from the floor. He sat back on his seat still laughing lowly. "Damn my abs hurt."he rubbed his stomach chuckling. "Say I know you ain't get those strippers pregnant. Both em?! Damn Shèyaa! Ty finna have your balls bro. I ain't even gon lie ta ya ass." He laughed some more.

"Oh I ain't get em pregnant bruh. You did." Shèyaa smirked watching as Kentrell instantly turned serious. 

"Come on slime. Quit playing."

"I'm serious tho." Shèyaa confirmed.

"Fuck mane!" Now it was Shèyaa's turn to cackle at his friend's reaction.