Flashback
******
"You need to live a little Brin! Just come to the party tonight." Nicole, my best friend, tried to convince me.
"I'm sorry, but my mom wants me home tonight." I told her trying to sound convincing as well. Truth be told, I'm not one for partying. I am only 15. You never know what to expect when you are with a bunch of drunk horny teenage guys.
"Boo! You're a party pooper." She said as she rolled her eyes. We continued to drive around in her new car that she got for her 16th birthday. The song 'Work' by Iggy Azaela came on and we both looked at each other before singing out the lyrics.
"Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck I've been through
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Sugar cane, back lanes
3 jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
People got a lot to say
But don't know shit bout where I was made
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
Just to make it past where I am from
[REPEAT 4x:]
No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice gotta get it how I live
I've been work work work work working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting
Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget
White chick on that Pac shit
My passion was ironic
And my dreams were uncommon
Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me
Robbed blind basically raped me
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at em
And even the score
So, I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning and now I'm passing the bar
Like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
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Breaking Night
FanficBrinley Avery Parker. someone looking for a future instead of living on the streets. a story of friendship, trust, and love of course. Read and find out!