Sydney's POV
"Mom i'm leaving, i'll let you know when i get to the airport"
"Okay honey, i love you"
My names Sydney i'm 21 years old and i rap. im moving to Atlanta because i got a big record deal with Quality Comtrol music. ive heard they signed the migos, lil baby, rich the kid, etc. getting away from home isn't easy for me. i mean i'm moving from Birmingham Alabama ; starting a new life in Atlanta might be better because in Alabama all i did was run into problems. problems like fighting, people dying, it was just a lot.
i get into my uber and head off to the airport. i go to my playlist of unreleased songs i have on the way. about 45 minutes later i arrive to airport. the uner driver helped me worn my luggage and i quickly thank him before going to the gate. lucky QC already has their own private jet so i don't have to go to a gate. i went to instagram and messaged Coach K letting im know i was there.
Sydney : Wassup Coach K i'm here at the airport😇
Coach K: Alright y/n I'm coming to the front.
about 5 minutes later i see Coach K and i met him halfway
Coach K: jet is around the back let's getting going so we can introduce you to everyone part of QC.
i smiled and nodded my head. we got on the jet and i was greeted by Coach P. he gave me a nod and wave. i sat down on the couch and made myself comfortable.
"So Sydney let us hear some of that unreleased music you got so we can decide what we gonna work on in the studio."
i went to my playlist and pressed my top favorite called Bad Bitches Only.
Oh, bad bitch, red bone,
Her act right and her hair long,
Cute face, fat ass,
Corn bust it over then throw it back,
Too bad, miss fit I'll beat it up, punishment,
Eat it up no shit, them bad girls look good in them leggins,
DO you know why? turn up then
She can get it right along with her best friend
Bad bitches only magnet, and you don't do ratchet.
You gotta be...
Bad bitches only, bad bitches only
Bad bad bitches only, bad bitches only.
That bitch and she on the molly,
That's why I'm on my level in the Maserati,
If the low heavy we're gonna move it on the daly,
First 40 ain't p**sy I'll catch a body,
Bring you here, I'll be in the ear,
Take a whole ain't the whole, lay the... I'll be in the real,
Yeah front to back, made it...
And that ass super fat she from Argentina
Swimming real, pretty with it, like a ballerina
Since I'm hood I might have to change my demina
Blowing ratch hold the back girls love
I'm the owner of the bad girls club.
Coach K put his hand up which signaled me to stop.
"MAN HELL YEAH WE BOUT TO GET THIS MONEY FOR REAL!!!" he said running out of his seat then coming back. i laughed at his excitement. soon we landed in Atlanta and walked to our cadillac escalade awaiting us at the front.
"When we get to the Mansion we are going to introduce you to everyone part of QC, then we are going to get you in the booth." Coach P told
me while buckling up.
"ight." i said adjusting my hair so i don't look crazy, because i did take a nap on the jet.
20 minutes later
we pull up to a big ass house with 4 rolls royce's, 2 lamborghini's, 1 BMW, and 3 maserati's. i thought to myself "well damn must be a lot of people part of this record label." i hopped out the car and walked to the trunk to get my stuff. Coach P told me the driver will take it up to the room i'm staying in. all three of us walked to the front door. as we walked in loud music was playing like it was surround sound. we walked to the living room and we stood next to the island in the kitchen. as i was looking at everyone i came in eye contact with a guy with short dreads, 4 chains around his neck, his pants were sagging, he had small muscles, tattoos. i instantly knew who he was. quavo. he turned off the music and everyone look at him then me.
"Everyone this is Sydney, Sydney this is Quavo,
Offset, Takeoff aka the Migos...umm that's Rich the kid, and Flippa da Skippa." Coach P said pointing to everyone as well as saying their names. they all waved as well as i did.
"hold on i need to call my mom and tell her i made it safely." i told Coach K. he said okay and i walked into a nearby room. i dialed my moms number and she answered on the 5th ring.
"hello?" she said sounding like she just woke up.
"hey mommy. i landed and i'm at the QC mansion, everyone is nice." i told her looking at my nails realizing they need to be done.
"okay honey, well i love you very much and i can't wait to come visit you at your first show, just let me know where and what time okay?" she said sounding excited.
"yes ma'am." i told her smiling. i'm so grateful
for her, she always pushed me to make sure i accomplish my dreams.
"alright, you get some rest and have fun, i will talk to you later."
"okay love you, bye." i said hanging up.
i headed back to the living room where everyone was.
"Everyone let's head to the studio downstairs." Coach K told everyone. all the guys headed downstairs and sat on the couches and chairs while Coach P told me to get in the booth. everyone had eyes on me. i was nervous but not nervous enough to let it bother me. my song Bad Bitches Only cued on and i started rapping.
Oh, bad bitch, red bone,
Her act right and her hair long,
Cute face, fat ass,
Corn bust it over then throw it back,
Too bad, miss fit I'll beat it up, punishment,
Eat it up no shit, them bad girls look good in them leggins,
DO you know why? turn up then
She can get it right along with her best friend
Bad bitches only magnet, and you don't do ratchet.
You gotta be...
Bad bitches only, bad bitches only
Bad bad bitches only, bad bitches only.
Bad bitches, bad bitches only (x 8)
Bad bitch you know I gotta
She like the flow, she love to ride her
Bugatti boy, money right
She back it up, my money right
More benz, more benz, VIP back up no benz,
Care bombs, care bombs,
... want nothing but jar bombs,
Ballin, rock us,
Overseas, international new hustler,
My white bitch, my Spanish bitch,
My black bitch, all my bitches.
Bad bitches only, bad bitches only
Bad bad bitches only, bad bitches only.
Bad bitches, bad bitches only (x 8)
I told to drop that us up, and drop it to the floor
Gonna drop it to the floor,
And pick that thing up,
And go for what you know, girl go for what you know.
That bitch and she on the molly,
That's why I'm on my level in the Maserati,
If the low heavy we're gonna move it on the daly,
First 40 ain't p**sy I'll catch a body,
Bring you here, I'll be in the ear,
Take a whole ain't the whole, lay the... I'll be in the real,
Yeah front to back, made it...
And that ass super fat she from Argentina
Swimming real, pretty with it, like a ballerina
Since I'm hood I might have to change my demina
Blowing ratch hold the back girls love
I'm the owner of the bad girls club.
Bad bitches only, bad bitches only
Bad bad bitches only, bad bitches only.
Bad bitches, bad bitches only (x 8).
as i was walking out the booth everyone said that i was fire to be a female at QC. i thanked them and then i felt a tap on my shoulder....
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Romantizma female rapper named Sydney moves to ATL with a record deal with QC. first ever female artist to sign with them. but when her and takeoff meet things get interesting. read and enjoy
