“Every fucking bitch wants kids and marriage… to an NBA player.” I mushed his head. “I’m not every fucking bitch and that’s where you had shit fucked up at. Ant, I get my own money and take care of myself. You so pressed by the bitches that wanna be in your pockets, counting money you don’t even have yet. Take me back to the block.”
but she’s not all bitches so he can dead all that shit
