The Start

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Quavo

It was a regular day out on the north side of Atlanta, Georgia. I was a senior at Berkmar High School in. I lived with my momma and my nephew Takeoff in a small house. My cousin Offset is locked up because this nigga wants to fight all the time. He'll be out real soon. My momma worked real hard to take care of me & Takeoff. My dad died when I was 3 from an overdose of crack. My nephew Takeoff was a high school football star.

Then there was me, Quavious Marshall. I was 19 and a basketball star in high school. I'd mostly be in the trap house with Takeoff to make a lil bread to help my momma. We were just some young niggas in the hood doing our thing. When we weren't in the trap or at school, we would be in our studio the basement making trap music. Everybody in our hood fucked with our music. Before Offset got arrested, we dropped our first mixtape called "No Label". We called ourselves "Migos". Takeoff & I were currently working on our second mixtape called "Young Rich Niggas".

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Takeoff

Quavo & I were in the stu working on our song "Bakers Man" for the mixtape".

Playing with pies wit no eyes Steve Wonder,
In the huddle calling plays just like Christian Ponder,
Hit'em wit the sack uh-oh fumble, Lil nigga smokin mid give that pack back to ya uncle,

This song is gonna be dope af on the mixtape. We were coolin, sippin' lean and smoking og kush while our engineer "Zaytoven" mixes the song. My phone was ringing and the number looked familiar. It was Offset calling from jail. We turned the music down, answered the phone and put him on speaker.

Takeoff: Hello

Operator: You have a collect call from "Offset" from the Atlanta Penitentiary. If you wish accept this call, please press 1

Offset: Wassup big bro

Takeoff: We coolin right now in the stu working on some songs for the mixtape, we got a couple songs set aside for you to hop on. You know we got you lil bro

Offset: I appreciate it, I love y'all and imma be home real soon. Peace

Takeoff & Offset: Peace

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Quavo

We finished the song, shut down the studio, then went upstairs into our own rooms.

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