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“I don’t have to take a picture of shit when it’s mine.
If y’all try that with mine, I’ll cut all of you off and sleep peacefully with her laid on my chest. Now, how are we doing this?”
“I do.” He reclined his head to gaze at the sky while piecing together the right words. “I need calls like this. I need someone to let me know they’re proud of me and that I can be more than this street shit. A nigga would’ve given up the second it got hard had we not met. I need you bad as fuck, Whoop.”
“Those niggas tried to catch my kinfolk slipping! Whoop is locked in forever for that save.”
“You ain’t doing shit to mine. Act stupid if you want to.”
“This muthafucka is sloppy wet.” His teeth clenched before he stared her dead in the eyes and spat, “I don’t know who the fuck you thought you were leaving. You or this pussy ain’t going nowhere.”

