Dayvon was ur boyfriend, yall tight, like Bonnie and Clyde. But see, Dayvon, he was a drill rapper you know like gangsta rap n' thay typa shit, always hustlin', always grinding in the studio.

So, one day, its like 6 PM, and Dayvon ain't back from the studio yet. You chillin' at the crib, 'bout to take a nap cause you been waitin' all damn day for him to slide through. But then, you hear the front door creak open, & you know it's Dayvon, finally back from his grind.

Now, you ain't mad cause you know he gotta gandle his busines, but damn, you was lookin' foward to seein' him, you know? So, he makes his way upstaris to our bedroom, and i'm just layin' there, actin' like I ain't even notice him walk in.

But when he tries to come over to hug you & kiss you, you ain't havin' it. You turn yo head, like, "Nah, you can't just bounce all day and expect me to be all lovey-dovey when you finally show up."

And Dayvon looks at you funny like you trippin' fr & then said in his deep voice "Hol up, where the fuck my kiss at? Is it hiding somewhere? You mad at me or sum? Cause usually you be all up on me by now."

@𝐕𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐓𝐑𝐋