Meek's POV.
"Aye man you ready to go on, this is the last song", Tak gave me the mic , I headed on stage with screaming fans .
"Wassup Phillyyy"
I looked around at everybody and started tearing up, where would I be without them .
"I just wanna thank God
For all the pretty women he let into my life ,All the Benjamins he let me count ,Wealth and health, for my family, And lettin' me BALL on these niggas"
"Philly y'all know the lyrics, rap it for me"
E\b: Now it's a lot of bad bitches in the building (Ooh, Amen)
A couple real niggas in the building (Amen)
I'm finna kill niggas in the building (Amen)
I tell the waiter fifty bottles and she tell me say when
And I say church (Preach)
We make it light up like a church (Preach)
She wanna fuck and I say church (Preach)
Do Liv on Sunday like a church (Ahh, Preach)
They rapped it word for word , I looked around at every in the crowd until one fine ass caught my attention , she looked like she didn't wanna be here . I put my hand up signalling for the music to stop .
"Damn baby you could at least look happy", She rolled her eyes flicking me off , I looked down at her shirt and seen the name 'Nicki'. They bring the chair out putting it in the middle of the stage .
"Who wanna be the lucky girl to come up here on stage", Everybody raised their hand even boys . I looked at Nicki shaking her head , I hopped of stage and headed her way .
?: Me Meek !
I contained to walk until I was right in front of her ," You keep rolling your eyes imma give you something to roll them for...Nicki ".
I picked her up and brung her on stage sitting her in the chair and continued on.
"Bottle after bottle, drink until I overdose
Pull up in the Phantom watch them bitches catch the holy ghost
Everytime I step up in the dealer I be goin' broke
Shorty wanna fuck me I say get on top and rollercoast
And I lay back, she go cray
Fuck me good, but she no stay
Murder on that pussy let her boyfriend get that DOA
Get it? And all I get is Frito Lay
Plus I'm on probation, when they test me I just pee Rozay
Cause last night, I went hard, Peach Ciroc, Patron and all
Thirty racks on Magnum bottles, I think I was born to ball
Lookin' like a million plus, fresh I'm out that corner store
Hater I be doin' me, you guys should be doin' y'all
I'm stackin' money to the ceiling
All this ice that's in my Rollie I be chillin'
And I just made a couple million
So I could take care of them children"
20 Mins Later
"Thank You Phillyyyy", I walked off stage seeing Nicki standing there with her arms crossed .
"That stank ass attitude gone get you in trouble baby"
N: Mmm...Whatever .
"You really don't like me? But I'm Meek Mill", She shrugged her shoulders sighing .
N: I don't care for you rappers honestly .
"Then why are you here", It was a long silence I looked to see her friend waving her to come .
N: I got to go Meek
"Its Rihmeek, call me baby", I gave her my number and watched her walk off.
"Yoo Meek what happened to no groupies? You trynna hit that", I looked back at Chino shaking my head .
"Its something about her, she not a groupie at all. We dream chasers right? Well that's a dream that I'm about to chasing", I winked walking off to the bus waiting for the chasers to come and waiting for the phone call.
Nicki's Pov.
"Onikaaaa he was feeling you, you better fucking call him", Sherika and Candi laughed high giving eachother .
"Why, I don't wannnt tooooo"
S: You can end up like Ciara and Russell, or Rob and Chyna .
"Okay I'll call him", I rolled over acting sleep . If he was a true dream chaser he would find a way to get to me .
