Pour One ~NBA YOUNGBOY
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Last published Fri, Jul 27, 2018
"Remember smoking weed with yo Lil brother"
Kentrell DeSean Gaulden is my name and I go by youngboy I'm the hottest youngboy ya' he'r me. I rap and whatever but I trap too. I'm a 18 year old that has 4 kids imma a paper chasing money making rapper that spits SUPA HOT FIRE OK that corny but I don't care. I was born and raised in the Rouge my grandma died not to long ago and so now it's just me my niggas my OG and my pain in the ass of a lil brother Kendall and sister Teelee. I do this shit for my momma and my Lil brother too. Hopefully we can get out the Rouge Soon.
"Matter Fact Nigga I used to call you my big brother"
Ma'kirah Miracle Glutton is my name and I go by kirah or Mama. I'm a 18 year old that has lived in the Rouge all my life. I had always lived next door to this boy by Kentrell or Kendall idk maybe it was both. I never really spoke to them because I didn't feel like it. But now its summer and I decided to not be stubborn anymore. It's just me and my twin sister but we are fraternal I'm older by 8 seconds. she is 18 her name is Molly Ma'layjah Glutton. Our parents died when I was 15 and since then me and molly been on our own since then. We both graduated from highschool and we work and help pay the bills. We tell ourselves that everything going to be alright and it's like my sister is my bestfriend everything all the above we don't trust these bitches and if we did it's only the maximum of 2.
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