Today the day I agreed to take my girl to the studio with me. It's a Thursday afternoon at that and she ain't have no other plans. Shit hard to believe cause my baby stay busy.
After I ate a little some I went back to my room to get ready and change into some more fitting for the setting.
Had to apply some pressure since my girl gone be there with that YSL smell. I was ready to go then.
"Aight folks finna head out." I say to my niggas sitting in the living watching wilding out.
"Aight be safe out thea." One said and the rest nodded
"Fasho." I said before closing the door
I lifted my shirt making sure I still had my glock on me.
Can't get caught lacking no matter how rich and famous you is.
I hopped in the car and texted Kels that I was on the way and pulled off.
I arrived at the studio 20 minutes earlier than what it normally takes. My baby be saying I drive crazy but I call it skill fuc u talm bout.
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The Studio
I pulled into the parking spot closest to the entrance and sat there for a minute to wait on Kelsey to pull up. I called her.
"What Von?" She says with an attitude
"Betta watch that tone folks." I say slouching down in my seat getting comfortable.
"Boy fuck you." She laughed "I'm two minutes away."
"Fat head ass." I laughed "Need to bring yo ass on. Befoe daddy handle yo ass." I mumbled
I look over seeing her car pull into the parking spot next to me I hung up instantly. After I got all I needed I got out locking the doors and ran over to her car.
"Ahhh my baby!" My voice cracked jumping on the hood of her car
"Boy get the fu-" I hear her say before she hopped out
"fuck off my shit." She laughed pushing me off
She had a all white Jeep track hawk I bought her for her birthday a couple months ago. I stay spoiling ha ass. That's what you pose to do right?
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"Come on cus we might be here for a minute." I grabbed Kelsey hand heading for the door.
We got inside everything was already set up for me to record.
"Get comfortable." I kissed her and went to shake up with the producers for the evening.
"Wassup Von. You ready?" Somebody said
"Yea yea." I pulled out my phone and got into the booth
I felt a little nervous since my baby here to watch and Ian tryna look stupid.
The song we had to work on today was 3AM one of her favorites ever since I let her hear a snippet of it.
The music started and I locked eyes with her before beginning to rap. She bit her lip and started blushing and shit I damn near lost character that easily.
I smiled back at her then looked down at my phone.
Now it's three in the morning (uh-huh) I'm thinkin' 'bout hittin' this lick I know what y'all thinkin', I'm bogus I'm supposed to be home with a bitch Nah, see, I pay the rent, yeah, and I got a kid, damn Plus, his pockets thick, the shit I'ma take, he won't even miss
I look up to see her getting hyped and rapping along. She so adorable. My only soft spot is her.
Now this shit a risk 'cause I asked about him and he play with sticks But it is what it is, if that nigga rich then I'm bustin' his shit Yeah, see, he better not flinch, nah, 'cause my finger itch But here come his whip, but he ain't alone, he came with a bitch See I ain't changin' no plans, it is what it is, I am what I am (I am what I am)
I take a quick glance at her again to see her standing on the couch acting a damn fool. I shook my head laughing a little trying not to break character.
And if his bitch got some sense When I up this Blick, his hoe better get down From the look this hoe Burberry'd down (Burberry'd down) From the look this bitch bag say Chanel (her bag say Chanel) From back here she a ten on the scale (ten on the scale) I think I might just take her as well (gang, gang)
I look up to see her arguing with one of the sound techs making me pull my head phones off and now the instrumental just playing in the background
I'm on go mode
"I can do whatever I choose to do Ian bothering nobody." She shrugged "SO FUCK OUT MY FACE." I heard her yell
"BITCH! WHO THE FUCK YOU TALKING TO? THIS MY SHIT YOU IN!" I heard the tech yell
He didn't get to turn around all the way before I started fuckin that nigga up making him hit the floor.
"Call me a bitch." I said standing over him pulling my pants up "I wanna be called a bitch." I laughed breathing heavily as my instrumental still played in the background.
Everyone was quiet and the room felt cold suddenly.
"Mane Ian mean no harm big bruh." He says holding his face wiping blood from his eye and mouth.
"The fuck yo problem is folks? I told y'all anything you got a problem with run that shit by me and we can handle it." I debated on beating his ass some more
"Ima catch up with y'all later... shit bogus." I grabbed Kel's hand and went outside
