|You know that you need a rider, you know that you need a rider, baby...|
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I cried endless tears. This can't go on. As I scrolled further and further down Safaree's IG, the more tears, anger and hate fill my system. I have provided him with everything he wanted and more, but he doesnt seem to give 2 shits about how I feel!
The first person who I think of is Rihmeek. I needed him right now. His long, warm cuddles always soothed me. His thick philly accent roaming through my ears, making me get all nervous and shit. Thats what I missed. Rihmeek was doing a club appearance at this moment. I knew his phone would be in his pocket, and he wouldnt be able to hear it ring, so I go to the groupchat with me, Thembi, Candi and Sherika in it.
N: Hey guys
T: Hey nika
S: Hi nic
C: hey girl
N: Ya'll busy?
S: Nahh
T: Nic, we aint dumb. We know somethings up. So I advise ur ass to say
C: If its Safaree, we finna hunt his ass down
S: Yass you already know!
N: Ya'll so damn stupid! Lol
C: Nooo
S: Don't change the subject
T: Spill it
N: Its Safaree
S: BITCHHHH WHERE MY SHIT AT?!
C: Rika shut yo ass, Nicki typing
N: He been cheating on me for like a month now
T: ohh my jesus christmas! that nigga tryna die?!
C: Only God knows.
S: Amen.
T: Amen.
N: Amen. Anyway, i'm gone hit the club later, ya'll in or not?
S: Hmm
C: Meek and his sexy ass friends gone be there?
T: Omg candi! You rebel!
N: LMAO
S: Ya'll bitches crazy. And yeah nic we in
N: Ok, im gonna go collect myself and I meet ya'll outside Thembi's house
T: Cool
C: Ok
S: Bye guys!
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This club lit asf! Damn man. I just wish my Queen was here with me to enjoy it..
Meek: "I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true
It was time to marry the game and I said, "Yeah, I do"
If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view
Got a shorty, she tryna bless me like I said, "Achoo"
Like a nigga sneezed, nigga please before them triggers squeeze
I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between
Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and hated when I was departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an album
I did shit with Mariah
Lil' nigga I'm on fire
Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm fly-er
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my niggas then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a word
Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga.."
Just as I was gonna start rapping the next bit, a caramel beauty caught my eye. She looked like she was about 5'2. She was hella thick and had long black wavy hair that went right to the bottom of her back. It was the love of my life.
I couldnt leave my fans there waiting for the next part, so I decided to carry on. Tak, Pmon and Omelly stood behind me enjoying the crowd.
Meek: "Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished?
When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought it was rented?
Flexin' on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinach
Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant
Im the type to count a million cash then grind like Im broke
That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my Ghost
I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my toast
Cause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back home
Cause my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk
These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed
You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smoked
Cause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around, no joke
All I know is murder, when it comes to me
I got young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' B's
I done did the DOAs I done did the KODs
Every time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's
Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding down on Colli.."
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This club is lit as shit! While I was conversating with my girls and enjoying some wine, 2 hands roamed my waist.
They were hella muscular and full of tattoos.
Rihmeek.
He whispered in my ear.
Meek: *Whispers* .... "Miss me?"
Nicki: "Rihmeeeeek!!"
Meek: "Hey baby, you look hot as shit!"
(Her outfit in the media)
Nicki: "Thanks, so do you"
He said hello to sherika, candi and thembi and carried me bridal style to the back of the club. He was running with me in his arms as if he hadnt seen me in decades.
Nicki: "Nigga, don't drop me!"
Meek: "Oh trust me, I would never"
He put me on the bed and sat me on his lap.
Nicki: "I missed you"
Meek: "I missed you more. You been crying?"
Nicki: "Noo,"
The thing that irritates my soul is how he always knows when i'm upset or hurting.
Meek: "Safaree again?"
Nicki: *starts crying*
Meek: "Aye aye nun of that! C'mere baby,"
I dropped my head onto his chest. I listened to his heart beat, which matched mine.
Meek: "You know I love you?"
Nicki: "Yeah I know, I love you too"
He guided my face up to his and kissed me with so much passion, love and lust. I felt like I was in heaven. His lips work miracles and they communicate with mine very well.
Slowly, he started to kiss my neck roughly, just how I liked it, taking my clothes off slowly and gently...
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What you think is gonna happen next?...
