God's Eyes (Roddy Ricch Fanfiction)

Chapter 22

Roddy POV

"Was good man" I said shaking hands with Kamal as I walked in his house and I shut the door behind me.

"Was crackin" He said.

"You good?" I asked.

"Yeah I'm straight, just rollin up" He said sitting on the couch and he was rolling a blunt.

"How's Remy doing?" I asked.

"I'm not sure. I be tryna check in but shes so disrespectful sometimes" He said shaking his head.

"Is she here?" I asked.

"Nah she with her boyfriend" Kamal said.

"Mmm." I said.

"Who clearly don't even care too much about her problem, if we all see it, I know he does too" Kamal said.

"That's what I was thinking but a nigga ain't wanna start nothing" I said.

"Nah you right though, that's the truth" Kamal said.

"Fasho" I said.

"And Remy don't speak on cuh like that so I don't really know too much" Kamal said.

"Yeah she don't say much about him to HeavenLeigh either" I said.

"Well sooner than later I'ma get down to the bottom of it. Believe that." Kamal said as he finished rolling up, then he put the blunt to his mouth and lit it up.

When he took the first puff he exhaled and said "Where's Heaven?"

"Oh, she's at choir practice for her church." I said, and he nodded his head.

"Oh aight, well talk to me, how y'all doing with the music shit?" He asked me.

"We good man, I'm just wrapping this mixtape up so I can drop it. I'll play the whole thang for ya" I said.

"Bet, I'm proud of you cuz" He said, passing the blunt over to me.

"Appreciate you family. HeavenLeigh doing her thang too, she wrote for Jhenè's album-"

"Jhenè Aiko?" Kamal said.

"Yep" I said.

"Cuhhhh her fine ass. I'll fuck the shit outta her" Kamal said and I laughed.

"Nigga aren't you tryna be serious with Mia?" I asked.

"Oh yeah. You right" He said and I laughed even harder and shook my head.

"I'm just kidding, yeah I am but Jhenè is fine for real" He said.

"Well, HeavenLeigh wrote a song for her and got it done. Now she's working on another song and tryna figure out who to give it to" I said.

"So shes ghost writing" Kamal said.

"Yep" I said.

"Ghost writers for singers make hella bread, she finna be papered down" Kamal said.

"On my mama" I said. "Proud of her" Kamal said.

"Me too" I said.

"How her pops feel about that?" He asked me chuckling.

"I don't know and I don't give a fuck and neither does she. No disrespect though" I said.

"She shouldn't." Kamal said shrugging.

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HeavenLeigh POV

"Alright let's go over it one more time and we'll be finished" I said to everyone in the choir.