“Oh, don’t worry. It won’t happen again,” she claimed, sounding like she had a trick up her sleeve.
“Ion know what that’s supposed to mean, but that better be the end of that. Cause if I hear that you been on any funny shit—”
“Really?So,youreallyridingforthatbitchlikethat?”
“That bitch? What the fuck are you even saying, right now?
Where did this smoke come from?” “There’s no smoke.”
“Shit, I can’t tell. Let me find out that you went running after her ex, got your feelings in it, and now you mad over a nigga that she don’t even want.”
“Now, that’s where you got it wrong. I’ll never run after any nigga. Plus, I been fucking with Too Low. I just didn’t know that Babi was his gal, when I first met her.”
“And when did you realize it?”
“When he got out. Me and that nigga used to dip on the low, and I was so wild that I didn’t care about who he went home to. We would just fuck and do our thing. We would mostly link up and go out of town. He loved taking me to Louisiana to hit the casinos.”
“Yeah, probably because he didn’t have to worry about running into muthafuckas that would see y’all together.”
“And? I just said that I didn’t care about, Face.” “But you mad at Babi over the nigga.”
“I aint mad at her over nobody. I just feel like if she loves you like you think she do, then her ex should be the last thing on her mind.”
“Okay. Now, tell me why would you go fuck with that nigga, knowing that it’s a conflict of interest?”
“You act like I brought him over to your house for Sunday dinner or some shit. Who I deal with on my own time really aint none of your business.”
“Okay, let me ask you this. When you deal with that nigga, do you always pull up on him, or do he pull up on you too?”
“We pull up on each other.”
“Even when you at mama’s house?” She didn’t respond.
“Hello?”
“Yeah,I’mhere.”
“Okay,answerthequestion,Mattie.Havethatniggaever pulled up to mama’s?”
“Yeah,”shehuffedout.“Buthe’salwayspulleduptoher house. Before you even knew Babi.”
“And you wasn’t ever gonna mention that?” “For what?”
“What chu mean?” I growled. “I literally exchanged blows with that nigga.”
“Yeah, cause you went over there fucking with him,” she argued. “Too Low don’t be worried about you, Face. Cause there’s no way that I’d fuck with a nigga, if there was smoke like that. Now, he might not like you, and that’s his right. But that’s as deep as it gets.”
“And you think that he don’t want Babi no more?”
She sighed. “I feel like he might still have feelings for her, because he’s human. But that nigga aint worried about her. Trust me.”
“How would you know, Mattie?”
“Cause. Ask yourself if he acts like a nigga that can’t let go.” “Nah, ask yourself what that nigga knows about me, because
you so hard up that you fucking with a nigga who got it out for your brother. You talk all that shit about having your way, and this is what you settling for? It gotta be. Cause I know that this wouldn’t even be a conversation if you wasn’t fucking with him for real.”
“Yeah, I like him, but you really turning a molehill into a mountain. Why do I have to stay away from him, just because you stole his girlfriend? How does that even make sense?”
