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you and jay are datin for like 6 months n y'all got 2 months old newborn son named tyrone, but jay got locked up after some shootin where some nigga died. he was supposed to be here for 2 years, but you were loyal n he didn't had any women here even so he wouldn't have way to cheat on you or sum
jay could call you on ft today. he was sittin in front of desk, the phone that they gave him rested on the desk against some books so you could see him. he had some white wife beater n gray baggy pants that were saggin on his hips, like every pants he was wearin. he had some airpods in his ears
y'all talked bout some shiit, tyrone was sleepin in his room. jay was leanin back on the chair, listenin to you talkin. he's not type of nigga that talks, he preffer to listen than talk
he suddenly spoke, cuttin you off, "mama, can you shake it for me?" he chuckled softly, leanin forward n putting his elbows on the desk while waitin for your response w smirk on his face
it was obvious that he just wanted to have at least some fun, he was locked in one place 23/7 without any phone or sum. he could just write lyrics for his new songs n he missed you asf