Chapter 30

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** Katrina's P.O.V **

"Katrina I need you to write another one of those rap songs and sing it so I can record it and post it again, the last one was a hit!" Roger tells me as he comes into the room

"Niet Roger! Last time you posted one of those songs Janet saw it and got pissed at me" I growl

"Come on Katrina don't be so stubborn, just write and sing another song" Igor smiled

"Fine but please don't post it" I answer

"Oh I won't post it, you will" Roger smirked

"What?! Niet!" I exclaim

"Oh yes you will, might I remind you I can still kill Janet? Now get to writing" Roger growled

"Fine! I'll do it.." I sigh

I start writing down some lyrics on a sketchpad, I then find some music to put in the background. This would be great...

"🎶 Who do you text? Can't say, Who is your ex? Can't say, How much you make? Can't say, Where do you stay? Can't say uh Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say

Will you come through? Can't say, What's your next move? Can't say, Who do you love? Can't say, Where is the plug? Can't say uh Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say

I'm feeling happy do not make me mad again, now that I'm single my ex steady panicking. Blow up my phone I'm not gonna answer, please leave me alone I swear I'm not having it. I flew out a girl who I met in Boston, tented my windows just so we could smash in it. Life is astravigent, this ain't an accident, bitch I deserve everything that is happenin

They know that I'm bossin up aye, they know she was at a loss aye, Can't nobody be like me, niet. They be trying be like me, wow. Looks like I'm feeling the rush aye, I left you lames in the dust, aye. Straight up my life was a dove, aye, Johnny he just wrote a Dutch aye.

Sorry I'm not feeling em I have sex three times a day that's the minimum. I stand my ground I don't run you boys aren't tough you sweet like a Cinnabon. I'm popping once im done getting some from your girl I'm gone dawg that's a hit n run. I got this my times gonna come until then I got questions let's hear em

Who you gonna text? Can't say, Who is your ex? Can't say, How much you make? Can't say, Where do you stay? Can't say uh Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say

Will you come through? Can't say, What's your next move? Can't say, Who do you love? Can't say, Where is the plug? Can't say uh Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say Can't say

I'm feeling happy do not make me mad again, I keep on moving while you stay just staggering. I'm hardly home because I'm always traveling, now im back again tell me what's happening. My life's too much I don't know how to handle it, sometimes I feel like I need me some cannabis. Damnet I'm sad again oh no I'm rambling you can talk shit little bitch you're inadequate.

Just do what the fuck I like, thank you but I don't need your advice. I elevate while you're watching me rise, I stay in my lane bitch I know how to drive.

You were talking shit, but were not arrive. Don't try an back track and continue to lie, L.O.L bitch I'm sitting here dying, you're two faced, two faced make up your mind pussy.

Ima make it big like one day, y'all gonna be mad like Chick-fil-A on a Sunday. I still last Sunday through Monday im way to busy to complain. Ima blow up like Pompeii, your girl love me she better come play. I'm you sell me out in some way I'm gonna ignore all the questions that come way like

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