Thinking

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In the following days I didn't see Iman . Both of our work schedules were crazy, whilst she was somewhere in Paris I was playing show after show in Cali. I didn't know why but not seeing or hearing from her on a regular basis felt weird, like relationship type weird. Like, I wanted to spend time with her so hard that it almost felt like a demand. And shawty wasn't my girl to begin with. Not to mention all the flashbacks that popped into my brain. Not again...

"Bino! Mic check." One of the sound guys called, shaking me out of my blurry thoughts. I got up from the floor and looked up at the empty space infront of the large stage I was standing on. This place was going to be packed in a couple of days. Chance was already hyped as ever, of course, it was his first charity festival for Chicago all though it was in LA. A bunch of artists performed for donations and of course I had to support the cause and my boy.

Because of popular demand, chance invited a bunch of new York rappers aswell. The flatbush Zombies, ASAP Mob, the underachievers and of course... Pro Era. Chance asked if I was good with it and I lied. "Sure, why not?"

I would be sharing the same stage with a nigga who's girl I wanted.

It was going to go down, it had to.

Neelam was coming, Vic was coming and Iman promised she'd try to be there. If she did succeed it was bound to become an interesting night.

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