Roach (Urban Story)
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Crit You think it's fair that Im not as lazy as my momma? she out here sellin weed while im finna get a stable job." I straight faced as i thought about it.
He ran his hand down his face. "Roach if it's what she gotta do to keep a roof over yo' head with clothes n' shit to eat, you really can't complain."
"But nah tho' , im Fuckin' 17 and finna get a job that's ten times better than hers. I love her but c'mon , who she role-modelin' for as a momma?"
"How come you aint complain like this when I was sellin weed to take care of my momma and my brother. roles ain't changing just because im younger. Yo momma is doin' the same thing I was doin'. Roach all im tryna say is you can't complain. Maybe it's the only thing she knows how to do right now. Put yourself in her shoes RoRo." He said.
I pushed my lips to the side as I thought. "You right..I guess., Can you go to sleep with me on facetime tonight?
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