proud
praʊd/
adjective
1.
feeling deep pleasure or satisfaction as a result of one's own achievements, qualities, or possessions or those of someone with whom one is closely associated.
Him? Proud of me?
I've lived a lot lies in my time and I know f...
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The only thing I forgot about this whole fame and rapping thing is that your phone is always going blowing up with notifications. Some from the important people and the rest from all the fans on your social media.
Why am I telling you this?
Well I am kind of bored so...
No it's not that. It's because most of the notifications is a result of Drake's doing.
Ever since Drake stayed over and told me that ever so aggravating news, I have well and truly blocked him out my life.
(Well I am still shutting him out but you get the point.)
Drake isn't really getting the idea of ignoring other people. Your supposed to not talk to them, for a period of time.
END OF TIMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
'Nika shut up man you can't sing that well g.
He's bugging me on iMessage, thinking I will reply to his messages. He is the one who's complaining about space so he can write his stupid mixtape so he can move. He's just posted a picture from an artist illustrating "how about now" with my legs wrapped around his waist. I'm guessing he is missing me but then again he should have thought about that before dismissing me.
The past few months have been kinda long but commercially good in a way. Most of it was spent at home, except a few club appearances and my club residency my night for New Years. I spent Christmas with my brothers, Jelani and Miciah, nothing too major. We're much closer as a collective, I'm guessing the space helped us all to clear our heads.
Apart from that.everything is running smooth this new year. I am hyping the PinkPrint with 'Looking Ass' and 'Yass Bish'. A couple of features as well, and speaking of which, I have to attend the 'My Hitta Remix' music video right about now.
I shake my head at my phone, airing all Drake's message before I lock my iPhone 5s. I grab a banana from the big fruit bowl, because you know I'm super healthy. After taking a big bite, I grab a coat and purse so I can make my way out.
I'm sitting in my all black Maybach, driving to Philly for the music video. It's supposed to be some hood video, so I have blonde extensions in again. I'm wearing a black maxi dress as well, which matches the ghetto hood vibes. It's a long drive so I confide in my phone for entertainment.
