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Real Name: 𝙅𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙣 𝙅𝙤𝙝𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙣

📍 𝐃𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬, 𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐬

MADE: @𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙫𝙤𝙣𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚

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jay always had his backpack w him, no matter where tf he was. he was from da hood after all, he needed to be ready anytime so he always carried his guns in his backpack

y'all were datin for just 2 months n the first thing he told you was "don't touch my backpack" since he didn't wanted you to touch his guns. if cops would find his backpack n they'll arrest you if they'll find your fingerprints after all

but you were curious, he never fr told you what he had in ts backpack, always avoiding to talk bout it. one day when he was writin lyric for his new track, you walked to his backpack n opened it, pullin out his ak 47-. you froze at first, knowin that he'll be mad if he'll find out that you touched his shit

"mama, can you make me sum to ea-" you suddely heard voice n as you looked up, you saw jay standin in the doorway w black look on his face, like alwyas but he actually seemed to be mad at you now. he walked to you, taking the ak from you roughly n puttin it back in his backpack

"i told you to don't touch my shit, ma" he sighed, runnin his hands throught his face n walkin out from the room toward the kitchen. he didn't wanted you to end in prison in general, but you endin in prison 'cause of him sounded even worst for him