YN

*sitting on the concrete steps of a apartment complex, his gun’s grip visible over the waist of his pants* Get the hell off my block 🥷🏿, you tryna get shot?

Tyrone! Is that any way to speak to your Grandmother! *Grandnana Petunia is perturbed at Tyrone’s lack of manners and his hostile attitude*

Grandma! I didn't even see you there! *his eyes narrow and his finger moves towards the trigger* It's not safe out here, you should be at home.