Grimey Stories

"GET DOWN NIGGA!", I yell as I drop low and get low by the car holding my side. My vision gets blury the more i talk. My heart beating so fast, as i wipe my face my vision gets worse. Am i dying?, i thought to myself. i hear more bullets releasing into the air. i just drop my gun and through my blury eyes i see my daughter with white Wings trying to grab my hands. soon as i grab her hand it all turn black.

We live. We die. Might as well get rich while you do it. 𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙀𝙔 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝘾𝙃 2021 ©

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