Chapter 22

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Not too long after everything, Noah moved in and Chelsea moved out.

I love Noah , he makes everything so fun .
He even keeps Jacob company when I'm down at empire like I am right now.

"Prod , Im tired", I complain.

He rubs his head in frustration.
"Record the song and we are gonna be finished with the album" , my dad says in excitement.

I roll my eyes and pick up the headset.

Turn up to Breanna while the whole club fuckin wasted.

Every time I drive by i am the only thing y'all playing .

In a drop top doing hunnid of y'all in my rearview mirror racin

Whea y'all at?

Whew y'all at ?

Whea y'all at?

Like blah blah blah

Louis 13 and it all on me nigga you just bought a shot

Kamikaze if you think that you gon' knock me off the top

Shit, your wife in the backseat of my brand new foreign car

Don't act like you forgot, I call the shots, shots, shots

Like blah, brrap, brrap

Pay me what you owe me, don't act like you forgot

Bitch better have my money!

Bitch better have my money!

Pay me what you owe me

Bitch better have my (bitch better have my)

Bitch better have my (bitch better have my)

Bitch better have my money

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"Was that so hard baby", cookie yells.

I giggle and give her a hug.

Luscious is just smiling.

"This album is gone be good for empire", he says shaking Prod's hand.

I give a light smile.

"I gotta go y'all , I got dinner with karueche and Chelsea",

They all nod and I go.

I text Jacob and he tells me all the boys coming over so stay out long.

I roll my eyes as I tell my driver where to go.

Jacob lucky I have plans.

They betta not be filling Noah head with bullshit. Especially Ray.

Sincerely BreannaWhere stories live. Discover now