Ice

53

Isabella's POV

"Well I gotta change that that song." I mumble as the song I'm listening to in my studio ends. "Fucking Dumbass Ja."

"There you are." I hear my girlfriend say behind me so I spin around in my chair and lay eyes on my girl.

"Hey." I say as Blake comes over to me.

"Baby it's 2 in the morning." Blake says as she sits in my lap. "What are you doing?"

"Can't sleep." I say. "My mind won't shut the fuck up and let me sleep."

"Well what's going through your mind?" Blake asks.

"Just stuff with the playoffs and worrying about our babies." I say. "Oh and the fact that my 300th freestyle Friday is in a couple days and I promised 3 new songs so I gotta figure that shit out too."

"Well I don't know why your worried abut the playoffs." Blake says. "Cause the Rangers are the only team with Isabella Salazar on their roster so I think you'll be good."

"Is that right Coach?" I question with a smile.

"Mhmm." Blake says with a smile. "And as for our babies we gotta let them do their thing and they'll be here when they're ready."

"I know." I say. "I just want them to be here and be healthy."

"They will be." Blake says. "Now what are you struggling with for your freestyle Friday?"

"Just trying to figure out what three songs to put out." I say.

"Well maybe you could put out your favorite song."

"That one's already out." I say then I play my favorite song I've done.

Love yours
Love yours
No such thing

No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing, no such thing

Heart beatin' fast, let a nigga know that she alive
Fake niggas, mad snakes
Snakes in the grass let a nigga know that she arrived
Don't be sleepin' on your level cause it's beauty in the struggle nigga
Goes for all y'all
It's beauty in the struggle nigga
Let me explain, yeah

It's beauty in the struggle, ugliness in the success
Hear my words or listen to my signal of distress
I grew up in the city and though some times we had less
Compared to some of my niggas down the block
Man, we were blessed
And life can't be no fairytale, no once upon a time
But I be God damned if a nigga don't be tryin'
So tell me mama please why you be drinking all the time?
Does all the pain she brought you still linger in your mind?
Cause pain still lingers on mine
On the road to riches listen this is what you'll find
The good news is nigga you came a long way
The bad news is nigga you went the wrong way
Think being broke was better

No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing, no such thing

For what's money without happiness?
Or hard times without the people you love
Though I'm not sure what's 'bout to happen next
I asked for strength from the Lord up above
Cause I've been strong so far
But I can feel my grip loosening
Quick, do something before you lose it for good
Get it back and use it for good
And touch the people how you did like before
I'm tired of living with demons
Cause they always inviting more
Think being broke was better
Now I don't mean that phrase with no disrespect
To all my niggas out there living in debt
Cashing minimal checks
Turn on the TV see a nigga Rolex
And fantasize about a life with no stress
I mean this shit sincerely
And that's a nigga who was once in your shoes
Living with nothin' to lose
I hope one day you hear me
Always gon' be a bigger house somewhere, but nigga feel me
Long as the people in that motherfucker love you dearly
Always gon' be a whip that's better than the one you got
Always gon' be some clothes
That's fresher than the ones you rock
Always gon' be a bitch that's badder out there on the tours
But you ain't never gon' be happy till you love yours

No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing as a life that's better than yours
No such thing, no such thing

Heart beatin' fast, let a nigga know that she alive
Fake niggas, mad snakes
Snakes in the grass let a nigga know that she arrive

"How come I've never heard this song?" Blake asks.

"I have 297 songs out so that's probably why." I say.

"How many do you have saved?" Blake asks.

"Uh I have three thousand." I say.

"Holy shit." Blake says as she looks at the computer screen with my song catalog. "Why is that group locked?"

"Oh those are only to be opened if I pass away." I say.

"What?" Blake asks as she looks at me.

"I made them when I locked my self in my house and just got my feelings out." I say. "A lot of it was about future kids so it's only gonna be opened if I pass away or if the song no longer applies."

"What are they about?"

"Basically me just talking to my future kids." I say. "I did most of them in the same week where I just didn't sleep for 7 days because when I did all I heard was screams so I just sat in here, and just let the words flow out of my mouth."

"Well I hope I only hear them after our kids reach a certain age." Blake says.

"Me too Blakey." I say. "Me too."