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" We pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back And hop out with them racks, with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks Ay, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat" I rapped ending the last song me and Dolph had to perform together.
" Give it up, one time fa my nigga Glock mane." Dolph said into the mic.
I smiled as I saluted the crowd before I walked offstage. I handed my mic to one of them backstage crew members, and walked back to my dressing room to where Fat nem was at.
" You did yo shit out there bruh." Pjay said to me.
" Preciate it. I'm just glad the tour finna be over in a few more days. I'm ready to go back home to my lil boy." I said as I stay down on the couch.
" I never thought I'd live to see it." Fat said.
" To see what?" Woo asked.
" The day that Glock stopped his hoe ways, and became a family man." Fat said clapping.
I smacked my lips, " Shut cho ass up. I wasn't the biggest hoe y'all knew."
" Ehhhh." Woo said.
" A SHIDDDD!" Pjay said.
" We can agree to disagree on that." Fat said causing them to laugh.
" Mane fuck y'all." I laughed.
" Nah, fa real though. I'm proud of you bruh. You done came a long way." Fat said in a serious tone.
" Preciate it Fat."
I grabbed my phone, and got on Instagram. All of the notifications from my post I made before I got onstage started popping up.
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