writing music wit you, boo.

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Hope's p.o.v

I woke up in a huge bed with gold looking blankets, and rose petals everywhere. I tried to get up asap but I felt my body sting. OUCH! wow, I forgot about what happened with chi chi. I slowly got up off the bed. then heard music.

"all eyes on me, living life as a thug nigga till the day I die. living life as a boss playa (all eyes on me) even getting high." damn. whoever that was sounded mad sexy. ikr im weird but that mans voice was like heaven. I walked further from the room walking to where the singing is and ended up in a recording studio. I noticed lesane with no shirt revealing his tattoos, and I can't even lie it was a nice view. he turned around and smiled. shit. what do I do? "hey hope." "hi" I said lightly. swaying from side to side. he walked up to me and hovered over me. damn why am I so short. "how you feeling?" "im koo, lesane." "koo." we stood there looking at each other. awkward. "well hope, imma take a nap. call me if you need me." "iight." I said as he walked out. I walked around the room and noticed a notebook with lyrics. un finished lyrics. I hate that. I began to write my own part of rap into the song. I hope he likes it.

lesane's p.o.v

as I was walking to my room all I could think about was her. why tf didnt I wife her. why tf am I so lonely. if only I acted on my feelings when I was younger, we would be together, with some mini me's and mini her's. but no. I was so stupid trynna act popular and hang with people who didnt give a shit about me. but ill tell you who did care. hope. but I ignored her and took her for granted and now look. she's fucked up. I swear when I see chi chi. I put on some swimming trunks. imma take a swim. I walked out my room and heard hope rapping to my song.

"ayee to my nigga lesane.... So much trouble in the world, nigga

Can't nobody feel your pain

The world's changin everyday, times moving faaast

My boy said I need a raise, how long will he last?

I'm caught between my sister, and my pistol, and my chips

Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip I'm lost in the land with no plan, livin life flawless

Crime boss, contraband, let me toss this

Needy hookers got a lot of nerve, let my bucket swerveI'm takin off from the curb

The nervousness neglect make me pack a tec

Devoted to servin this, Moet and paaayyy-checks

Like Akai satellite nigga I'm forever ballinIt ain't right parasites triggers and fleas crawlin

Sucker duck and get busted, no emotion

My devotion is handlin my business nigga keep on coastin

Where you goin I been there came back as lonely homie

Steady flowin against the grain niggaz STILL don't know meIt's about the money in this rap shit, this crap shitIt ain't funny niggaz don't even know how to act - shit!

What can I do, what can I say, is there another way?Blunts and gin all day, twenty-fo' parlay

My little homie G, can't you see, I'm busta free

Niggaz can't stand me - all eyes on me!"

damn.... mami got rhymes. she dope. I walked in clapping and I guess she got scared cus she jumped out her seat busting her ass. "SHIT! " she yelled. "fuck, hope u gudd." "yeah im fine" she said as I helped her up. "sorry ma." "u gudd lesane." "hope, I like your rap. it was dope. dope hope." I said smiling hard probably cheesing. "your so corny!" she said smiling. wow this girl making me smile nd shit. haven't did that in a while. wow, I love writing with my boo. tupac and dope hope♡♥♡♥

(a/n: I have no rights to those lyrics, I edited it but will be turned back to original lyrics in the other chapters. vote and comment.)

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