Butterfly

by Ashley Antoinette

“I’d settle down. Not for just anybody, but if I caught a real one, I’d be with the shits.”

Ahmeek Harris🤍

“The weight is nothing; that’s bitch shit,” Meek stated. “A real nigga gon’ appreciate that shit … he gon’ replace your fucking wardrobe every three months anyway so you ain’t even gon’ stress that shit. A nigga can see from a mile away that you got it. Always had it, never lost it, no lie.”

“If you were my girl, I’d give you the passcode, the safe code, the social security number, the ATM pin, all’at,” he replied.

“You deserve to know what that feels like. Loving one woman more than anything else in the world. Having someone you would kill for … die for … without thinking twice.” “That’s what love is? Being willing to die behind something? What I need a girl for? You give me that. How I’ma find a girl that understand that? That I’ll lay a nigga down for Morgan Atkins? What girl you know gon’ accept that?” he asked.

“The day it starts to hurt you, leave it alone, and that’s with whatever. Men, friends, whoever. The moment it hurts, you cancel niggas. You hear me?”