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- Bashar Jackson/Pop Smoke 💫 -- Brooklyn, New York -

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- Bashar Jackson/Pop Smoke 💫 -
- Brooklyn, New York -


"Dada!" i smiled walking into the kitchen seeing Ny turn with Remé in her arms.




"hey princess" i took her from Ny and she giggled touching on my face. "Looka' you" i chuckled wiping her mouth off. "look just like mommy"




"she looks like you. shut up" Ny said leaning against the counter and crossing her arms.




"you look good" i leaned down kissing her. "kiss me back, Ny"



"whatever" she kissed me and i mugged her. "i'm playing" she smirked leaning up and kissing me again.



"hmm!" we pulled away seeing remé scrunch up her face meaning she was gonna cry.




"girl he was mine before he was yours ion know why your acting like that" Ny huffed making me chuckle and kiss rem's cheek multiple time hearing her soon begin to laugh.



"da!" she giggled touching on my cheek and lips.




"don't be jealous, baby. you just as important then Mama" i leaned down pecking her lips quickly and then pulling away making her giggle loudly.



doing it again, she continued to giggle kicking her feet as Me and Ny laughed.




"alright where's your brother" Ny shook her head laughing.




"Mommy?" we turned around seeing Kayla coming downstairs. "can i talk to dad.." i furrowed my eyebrows.



dad? she never called me that before..




"hold on, rem" i put her down on her feet. "what's wrong?"



"u-upstairs?"



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once we got in her room, she just bursted out crying.



"hollon' " i pulled her into a hug but she wouldn't stop crying.



"i-is he ever gonna come back, daddy?" she sniffled.



"who, Mama?"



"M-mike.." i sighed kneeling down to her.



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