My unknown daughter

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(Macie)

A DAUGHTER I yelled with tears almost falling down my eyes she mugged me and said yes a daughter

I mugged her bck he ain't got no child by u tf and who the hell u mugging like I won't slap that mug off yo face mad bc u ain't got no damn child by my dad

She mugged me still and my daddy said BITCH U HEARD WHAT TF SHE SAID I GOT  ONE DAUGHTER AND HER NAME IS MACIE CARTER GULDEN NOW DO I HAVE TO SAY IT AGIAN U STUPID BITCH

N no k kentrell I was juss letting uk that u had another daughter but I s see u don't care

Damn right I don't care ole brick booty have ass bitch that's y yo pussy dryer then the sun my daddy said making me bust out laughing after that he closed the door in her face

(Later that day)

After all that happened I put my AirPods in listing to one of my favorite songs by my daddy murder Business

Bitch ass nigga, don't talk to the man (mm, mm, mm-mm)
Fuck them, haha, yeah, what?
Bitch ass nigga, say what you doin' (mm, mm, mm-mm)
What, you wanna do somethin'?
Tryna to put some shit to bed now (bed)
Whip up, hop out with Glocks
And we be aiming at your head, huh (head now)
Bitch, y'all wan' do something?
Lil Top like to see red, huh
You wan' fuck around with the don dada? (bah)
We gon' red dot 'em, we gon' bedrock 'em (yeah, yeah)
I'ma heart stop 'em (yeah, fah)
With this killin' shit, I'm the murder doctor
I got one chopper for his nine partners
When I finish, whole city heard about it
Ridin' four deep, ridin' where they be
In the back seat with a dirty chopper (skrrt)
Screamin', "fuck the law, we gon' kill about it"
Fuck the music, nigga, know we drill about it
I'll use it, nigga, know this .40 on me
I'm a real Blood, get rid of homie
Kill that bitch, make the critics pay him homage
Make them killers drive when he say he want it
In his trap spot, we gon' creep up on him
Oh, you chose somewhere scared now
Tell us 'bout where all that lead found
He was rollin' right, left him dead, huh
Lil Top, I'm too ahead now
Inside my scope your head found
Demon shit, illiterate
Sip dope that's not prescribed from out of Styrofoams
YoungBoy like to blaze, no hand grenades
We get your head blown (bro, hold on)
Reaper shit, this Draco on me
Bitch, I'm the cook, just work this trap phone
Back bad, confirm shit (yeah), I can get his back blown (yeah, yeah)
.45 (yeah), this Herm shit (yeah)

I sung that part of the song loud my daddy came down smiling big cuz that's my favorite song Then sung the rest of it

Plus you know my bag strong (yeah, yeah)
You slime enough to fuck a nigga
You slime to bring a bag home (bitch)
I told you not to trust these niggas
Bitch, you know you dead wrong
On that lean, you would think I popped a bean
I don't turn down (nah)
Killin' scene, blood on my Soldier Ree's
Somethin' got burnt down (nah)
Switched all plans and the Ks turn to machines
I'm like "Who playin now?" I'm flexin'
Lay the whole clan down (yeah)
"How you want him?" Leave him with his pants down (yeah)
Murder business, hol' on, murder business (murder business)
Chopsticks (chopsticks), kill a witness (witness)
Down bitch (down bitch), drive while we spinnin' (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Let her work the phone, tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it" (meet us wit' it)
Murder business, hol' on, murder business (murder business)
Chopsticks (chopsticks), kill a witness (kill a witness)
Down bitch (down bitch), drive while we spinnin' (drive it)
Let her work the phone, tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it" (tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it")
Brrt, brrt
We gon' leave the phones
(Load up, she'll take us, we be scopin' out the scene)
Bah, bah, Jiggaboo stop cappin', you know that headshot was me (headshot was me)
(We'll fuckin' spin again and see who got good aim)
Bro, creep down, sweep up
Should've had some cleats, thug
Pussy bitch, can't run from us
We gon' chase you down, we gon' put you up
YoungBoy, AI, Lil Top, bitch, I'm a big thug (big thug)
You in here, then tonight
You just might die if you ain't here with us (ain't here with us)
(My mama know I'm a demon, I don't give a fuck)

After that song I played chopper city

Draco, dare to hit me, you got a fifty (Top, mm, mm-mm)
Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city, yeah (mm, mm-mm)
Look here, felon walkin' with that felony
Gang ties, that's cold case
We gon' kill a bitch, steppin' red for shit
I say put the bitch up in rotation
Four stamps, that's four faces
Gas bags, that's border bases
Russian Cake, that's Canada probably
We gon' make the drop where it go the safest
Keep it real, fake it 'til you make it
They be that bitch nigga that's hatin'
Distributin', call it penetratin'
Take off your mind, clean up what you thinkin'
Dirty money stashin', call it bankin'
Murder for position, call it rankin'
Cold killer steppers 'round me nameless
Dog killin', NBA ain't no 'tainment
Sippin' drank meetin' 'bout the case
Buy the smoke by the block if it's hard
Catch you slippin', slang that stick at the yard
Behind this business, we be takin' it far
Deal 'em out, we be dishin' our cards
Bad bitch hit the road with that boy
Got it out front row with that stick
Bang out toe to toe with that rod
Rich nigga, Helter Skelter shit
Mugged up while the bezel glist (what up?)
Doped up, need another fix
I don't know where the fuck his mind went
Big bank, get your head popped
Bitch, you know how them times spent
Ridin' 'round at the double risk
All night tryna slime shit
Draco, dare to hit me, you got a fifty (you got a fifty, nigga? Top, mm, mm-mm)
Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city (it's chopper city on the northside, nigga), yeah (mm, mm-mm)
Clip full, drivin' fast, tryna move a whole thing (mm, mm-mm)
Bitch nigga steady tryna show stop, it's a dirty game
He gon' lose his brain (mm, mm-mm)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Either one can take a two, that's what my cousin Meechie say
But we could pull about five, I'm talkin' five, that's just by either way
Five million for my album, that's an easy bank
Said you need a thousand for that bezel
Shit, what my nigga Jay Beezy say? Nigga, cop that
Two hundred for my chain, them niggas gon' watch that
Told my youngin when he get that 'Vette them hoes gon' jock that
Nigga, you a hot mess
Lotta thousands laid on my chest, I'm talkin' no vest
Public housin', we where the smoke at, I got it potent
Talkin' millions, I had that Maybach 'fore I was four in
Get that drank just for the relax, nigga gotta pour a four in
One watch, that's three bands
Rob the jeweler, still callin'
Crank the window, nothin' but claws in
Bullets burn, give you a raw tan
Draco, dare to hit me, you got a fifty (Top, mm, mm-mm)
Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city (sticked up it's chopper city), yeah (mm, mm-mm)
Clip full, drivin' fast, tryna move a whole thing (whole thing, mm, mm-mm)
Bitch nigga steady tryna show stop, it's a dirty game
He gon' lose his brain (lose his fuckin' brain, mm, mm-mm)
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

After them two song we chilled for the rest of the day and we ordered some pizza and wing

Then I went and took a shower and went to sleep

This is a very short chapter ik

But it juss gets better

Mmhmm who will die who will not

Choose a,b,c. And 1,2,3

ABC is gonna be on who dies
123 is gonna be on how they die

I really hope y'all enjoy this book

Is it to early for somebody to die?

I might update again today since I didn't really update

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Bye loves