Training day

Motherfuckers wanna act loco, hit em wit, numerous shots with the fo'-fo'

F*ggots wanna talk to Po-Po's, smoke em like cocoa

Fuck rap, coke by the boatload

Fuck dat, on the run-by, gun high, one eye closed. Left holes through some guy clothes, stop your bullshittin', glock with the full clip

Motherfuckers better duck when the fool spit

One shot could make a nigga do a full flip

See the nigga layin' shocked when the bullet hit

Oh hey ma, how you, know niggaz wanna buy you

But see me I wanna "Fuck for Free" like Akinyele

Now I gotta let her take this ride, make you feel it

Inside your belly, if it's tight get the K-Y Jelly

All night get you wide up inside the telly

Side to side, til you say Jay-Z you're too much for me

Make you think you can fuck with me?

(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me?

(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me

(Nigga who?) Recognize girl, Jay to the Z

(Nigga what?) Make you think you can fuck with me

(Nigga who?) Recognize bitch, Jay to the motherfuckin' Z

Got a condo with nuttin' but condoms in it the same place where the rhymes is invented

So all I do is rap and sex, imagine how I stroke

See how I was flowin' on my last cassette?

Rapid-fire like I'm blastin' a Tec, never jam though

Never get high, never run out of ammo

Niggaz hatin' 'n' shit cause I slayed your bitch

You know your favorite, I know it made you sick

And now you're, actin raw but you never had war

Don't know how to carry your hoe, wanna marry your hoe

The sounds of Jay Z's Nigga What, Nigga Who blasted throughout the house.

Hearing the loud music, Renae rolled over in bed and looked around the dim room.

Rubbing at her tired eyes, she sat up and looked around for King.

Looking towards the cable box her eyes damn near popped out of their socket when she saw that it was only 4:30 in the morning.

"Oh hell no." She mumbled throwing the covers off of her bare legs, getting out the bed, Renae stormed out the room.

Walking down the hall and around the corner, she stopped seeing Kingston in the middle of doing push-ups.

"Really?" She asked shaking her head in disbelief, walking into the living room, she picked up his phone and stopped the music.

Chuckling, King pushed up and turned his head her way.

"What are you doing?" She asked folding her arms.

It didn't help the fact that she was only wearing a sports bra and panties.

Letting his eyes roam her body, he rose to his feet slowly.

"It's almost five in the morning Kingston, what are you doing?" She asked complaining completely oblivious to the dirty thoughts he had.

Ignoring her, he walked over towards her allowing her to admire his semi sweaty body.

"You wanted to train right?" He asked towering over her, at loss for words, she just stared up at him with her heart pounding inside her chest.

Smirking, he eased his hand inside her panties and toyed with her clit.

"Can't speak?" He taunted inserting his finger inside her.

When he didn't get a response, he leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her neck.

Tilting her head to give him more access, she closed her eyes and gasped softly when he began sliding his finger in and out of her slowly.

Sinking his teeth into her neck, she hissed then moaned as he began sucking on the area.

Wanting to give him better access, she eagerly pulled her panties down and lifted her leg.

Smirking against her neck, King lifted her up by her ass and pressed her back against the wall.

Removing his semi hard dick from his sweats, without a warning he rammed himself inside her letting out a deep groan as she hissed.

"Four times a day right?" He reminded as he thrusted inside her slowly.

"Mm.. fuck... yesss!" She purred wrapping her legs around his waist.

"Nah... we fucking." He informed unwrapping her legs from around his waist and held them up as he drove deep inside her.

Moaning, Renae threw her head back and stared up at the ceiling as her mind began to drift.

The way that he could be so rough but still so gentle had her heart and her body always wanting him more.

The way that he could be so dominant yet still care for her turned her on even more.

He wasn't afraid to put her in her place even if it did hurt her feelings because at the end of the day she knew she would rather him be real than to sugar coat or tell her lies.

He knew just how to handle her body and what she needed without her asking or telling him.

With all of him he cared for her deeply and always made sure to show her just how much he loved her.

If this is what she would wake up to everyday, she had no problems with it not one bit.

**

"I sent you up here to get my gun and yo ass laying in bed watching tv." King laughed as he leaned in the doorway staring at Renae.

"I can't walk... my legs hurt." She pouted and he chuckled walking towards the bed.

"You gotta learn to back up da shit you say baybeh." He spoke against her neck before laying between her legs.

"It's not my fault your dick is big and your stroke game is out of this world." She replied then frowned.

Chuckling, he wrapped his arms around her body and laid on her breasts while she played in his hair.

"I thought dat would wake you up."

"How many times have I went to sleep after you dicked me down? You should know by now your dick is simply the remedy to me sleeping." She told him and he chuckled.

"I guess I can't give you any until night fall then." He teased and she gasped.

"No... don't you do me like that. I will literally cry and beg for it." She said and he smirked.

"So you're too sore to do anything?"

"Failed already." He chuckled and she rose a brow.

"Hold up..." she started pushing him up.

"You did that on purpose?" She asked. "Nah, I was horny, you were horny and we fucked."

"And now we can't train because I can't stand... you did that on purpose." She stated folding her arms.

"If I ain't want to train you I would've just said it." He replied laying back on her breasts.

"It's six in da morning, I'll give you until seven." He added.

"Sure you will." She mumbled staring at the tv.

Chuckling, he lifted up and placed a kiss on her lips.

Pulling her down, he purposely humped her and she laughed stopping him.

"Yo ass really do be ready twenty five eight." He said and she giggled.

"Is that a problem?" She challenged.

"Nah, I just hope you can keep up." He answered moving down to between her thighs.

"You know I love when you say my name."

**

Virginia

Hearing a knock at her door, Egypt rubbed at her puffy eyes as she made her way down the stairs.

Dajon hadn't been home since the blowup and Bryson took his things and left.

The 2 people that she cared about the most were gone behind one person... Renae

In her mind, Renae was the enemy.

She didn't see all the wrongs she's cause, to her it was Renae's fault.

"I'm coming!" She yelled scratching her scalp as she made her way towards the front door.

Unlocking it, she snatched the door open and frowned seeing Renae's dad, Ahmed.

"Oh Lord... what do you want?" She asked walking into the living room allowing him to walk inside.

"Where's Renae?" He asked looking around the messy place.

"That's your daughter, you should know." She replied sitting down and lit her cigarette.

"We still going with this?" He asked giving her a knowing look.

"Don't start with me, I got too much going on." She spoke before taking a long drag.

"You always "got shit going on" looks like you've been using." He insinuated and she rolled her eyes and scratched her scalp.

"Why are you here?"

"My cut... don't play dumb with me E." He told her.

"I ain't got it right now." She lied taking another puff on the cigarette.

Chuckling, he walked over and snatched the cigarette from her and sniffed it.

"You're smoking laced cigs now?"

"Mind your business." She replied closing her robe.

"Where's my money E?" He asked putting the cigarette out.

"I said I don't have it."

"Ok, so if you don't have my shit by next week I'm telling my "daughter" the truth." He spoke tossing the cigarette at her.

"Hell if I care, I don't give a damn bout the bitch." She spat picking the cigarette up and lit it.

"If you ain't want her you should've gave her up like I told yo ass."

"How was I supposed to know she would run me ragged?" She questioned and he chuckled shaking his head.

"I didn't think you would last this long with keeping up this fake image but you did a damn good job. Had me fooled, I thought you were really serious about corny ass for a minute. Can't believe you actually bled his ass dry." He laughed and she rolled her eyes.

She did love Bryson rather he believed it or not.

"Look just have my money or I'm singing like a canary about this little arrangement." He threatened reaching inside his pocket and pulled out a bag of dope.

Tossing it to her, he picked up Bryson Rolex and left out.

Holding the bag up, Egypt stared at it for a moment before grinning.

If it were one thing she could always depend on, it was the release of crack.

**

"One had to go, so I kicked her off." Renae and King erupted in laughter.

They were in the living room eating pizza and watching Kevin Hart: Seriously Funny.

They were on the part when he told the story of how his daughter kicked her friend off the bed.

"What would you do?" Renae asked after her laughing fit died down.

"I'd be the same way and laugh my ass off." He answered.

"I can picture you doing that or saying "Lil boss calls the shot just don't get hurt." She spoke and he chuckled.

"Aye, whatever lil mama say goes, her friend just gon have to understand dat." He replied and they both laughed.

"I think you'd be a great dad." She complimented.

"You think so?"

"Yeah." She answered peeling the pepperoni off of her pizza.

"We can make dat happen one day." He spoke staring at the tv, she didn't say anything but smiled.

30 minutes had gone by and Renae and King were both laughing with tears running down their faces.

Kevin was telling the story about how his friend always took forever to pull off and when he got the part where he said "Why you shooting at me?" They hollered.

"I can't believe this is your first time seeing him." King spoke as he laid back and Renae went and laid next to him.

"I wasn't allowed to watch stand up comedy, I used to hear people talk about it in school but I had no phone to search him up." She informed wiping her hands on the paper towel.

"Damn ma, you definitely gotta explore while you're with me." He told her as Renae phone started ringing.

Grabbing it off the table, she stared at the unknown number before answering.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Come get your shit or watch it burn!" Egypt yelled before ending the call.

"I thought you blocked her?"

"I did... guess she got a new phone." She mumbled getting up.

"What you doing?" He asked sitting up.

"Can we go? I have a lot of important stuff in my room."

"She won't touch it." He replied laying back down just as Renae's text tone went off.

Opening the message, she clicked on the video.

"Just in case you think I'm playing with your fast ass." Egypt spat before setting Renae's giraffe on fire and Renae screamed jumping up.

"No! You won that for me!" She panicked searching for her shoes frantically as King picked up her phone and watched the video.

Hearing Egypt's laugh had his ears twitching, he recognized that kind of laugh anywhere.

Shit was about to hit the fan.

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