F.A.M.E.

F.A.M.E IMAGINES

"City Girls" (W Young Thug)
Album: Slime & B (2020)

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Words typed in italics are quoted directly from the song

This is a 2 part series. This is part 1
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Waking up out of my sleep was one thing. But being WAKEN up out of my sleep is a total other thing. Especially on my days off.

Sunday was the day I chose to have to myself. I didn't want to work, think about work, anything remotely close to work on my day off. But my people didn't understand that.

Here I was, 10:00am answering my phone that was ringing uncontrollably back to back.

"Yo?" I said sleepily.

"Whassup, slime. You sliding?" My cousin Jeffery asked through the phone.

"Sliding where? You know it's my day off."

"You always tryna sleep, get yo ass up!" My other cousin Dominic yelled through the speaker.

"Tell his ass to shut up. He don't even work for real, buddy just press buttons on the soundboard." I joked sitting up on the side of my bed.

"And I get way more girlies than you do just by pressing buttons and you a whole artist." He said.

I laughed a little and shook my head. "You a whole bitch, man. I'm not playing with you niggas."

"You sliding or what? Pops got the grill open and everybody out here." Jeffery said.

"Man, it's 10:00 in the morning, why he grilling so early? Y'all don't know what sleep is? It's my day off."

"You got panties on or what? You can come chill for a few hours bra."

"Gimme 30 minutes." I said smacking my lips.

"Bet. Oh wait!"

"Whaaaat?!" I groaned.

"Don't forget your tampon." He joked.

I smacked my lips and hung up on him.

Even though I said 30 minutes, I actually waited an hour to get dressed and once I was dressed I waited another hour and a half before I left.

I knew it was gonna be some type of set up of some sort coming out here. But I was standing firm on me not working on my day off.

I made a few random stops along the way just to pass more time. Once I finally made it, it seemed like the party was started and the food was done.

I made my way to greet everyone before heading to the grill where Jeffery's dad was talking shit and smoking his cigar.

"My favorite nephew! What it do." He said dapping me up.

"What's up unk. You got it going on over here huh." I said grabbing a plate.

"You know how we do it over here! Get you whatever, I got some steaks coming up."

"Fasho."

The thing about me was that nobody had to tell me twice I can eat. If it was food and it was good, it was gone.

"I got something I wanna run by you." He said blowing smoke.

"What's that unk?"

"Your cousin man, he need to get his act together." He sat next to me and shook his head. "His last album was major, this tour added momentum, I keep telling him he need to get back in the studio but his ass don't wanna listen. He could've had a Multimillion dollar collab deal with Gunna but he turned it down because of some street shit."