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𝗞𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗿 𝗦𝗲𝗹𝗺𝗮 𝗕𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗻

𝐵𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒,𝑀𝒶𝓇𝓎𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹

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"Brown you're out" the guard said unlocking my cell

"Yeahhh fuck nigga" I said looking at him following the other guard.

"Here sign out and you're a free man" the woman told me. I quickly signed my name and walked out the doors seeing Masi leaned up against my car.

I ran towards her and picked her up.

"Hey baby" I said kissing her all over her face

"Hey baby" she said kissing me "You fasho getting another baby after this" I said "boy" she said laughing hitting me going over to the passenger side

"Don't touch that damn door" I said going to get it

"Such a gentleman" she said putting her hand over her heart wiping fake tears "girl get you're ass in the car" I said mushing her head going to my side getting in, "wha we finna listen to" i said scrolling through my phone, deciding with SolcyBoyz3.

"Ooo this is my song" Masi said turning the music up

"Bye" I said speeding out the parking lot fast

Section 8 'partments, I'm valid on payment

Servin' narcotics like back in the '80s

We got the gas you can't get at the station

I just hit the dope and then made 'em go crazy

We got more drugs than the nurses at Grady

Worse come to worst, I'ma send at your ranking

Woke up today, I community gated

Looked in the mirror like, "Nigga, you made it"

Thinkin' 'bout all of the charges I skated

From robbin' and takin' and enter and breakin'

I shake the pot, made it jump to an 80

Smokin' just make my eyes lower like Asians

I'm all in Miami, strapped up like a Haitian

Peep that they thinkin' I feel the vibration

Bullets gon' hit, feel a burnin' sensation

Flippin' that turf, have you running and racing

These junkies my patients, they walk in impatient

I had to cook up, had to tell 'em, "Be patient"

In my duplex with the bricks in the basement

Real street nigga, never wrote no statement

They tell 'em to come out, we hardest to come out

Ball like I'm Jordan, yeah, I stuck my tongue out

Niggas got no cars, they stickin' they thumb out

Keep it a hunnid, I'm bringin' the drum out

I put my gun out, let's see how they turn out

My drugs be bookin', they won't put the blunt out

They say it's a drug, make it rain when the sun out

All red Royce, skrrt-skrrt, do a burnout

My word is the law, no cap in my bars

Put ice on my heart and put tats on my scars

Might want a .30, but lobster walk

1017, we ball to ball

"you hungry" I asked her as I pulled into Zaxby's

"Get me a wings and things, sweet and spicy sauce with a tropical punch" she said then looked back at her phone I pulled up to the speaker "Welcome To Zaxby's, How may i help you?" they man said

"Lemme get 2 wings and things" i said "sauce?" he asked "Sweet and Spicy" I said looking at Masi who still was in her phone typing away.

"Drink" "2 larger tropical punches" i said snatching Masi phone and putting it in my pants.

"your total is $20.88, pull up to the next window" he said

"Give me my phone back" she said trying to reach in my pockets and get it "No" i said getting my wallet out pulling out 2 twenties, "Oh my fuckin god brah" she said then huffed back sitting in her seat.

I pulled up to the next window and lord and be hold Strawberry was there "$20.88" she said biting her lip, I handed her the 2 twenties "Keep the change" i said told

"No you can give that back" Masi said leaning up

Strawberry just rolled her eyes and passed the change back then closed the window.

"i hate you" masi said mushing my head "stop putting your damn hands on me girl for i black your shii" i said " you ain gon do shii mir" she said then sat back in her seat

"Yeah okay keep thinking that" I told her then reach back to the window to grab the drinks and hand them to her.

"Here you go have a nice day" she said biting her lip "you too" i said then passed masi the food pulling off.

"Give me my fuckin phone back" she said "Man gone" I said moving her hand

"i hate you"

"i hate yo ass too"