not all people experience proper love. not all people know how to handle certain situations. and not all people can live life without having a care in the world. Paris and Herbert raised together and then turned to lovers. Grief causes many things b...
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2 years later Herb
"Man so when you gone stop playing and drop this album?" Bibby said, we were standing in the studio listening to the music blast through the speakers.
"Man my time coming it really is. I'm thinking about dropping it real soon if i'm being honest with you." I said pulling a blunt out my pocket.
I lit it and then inhaled the smoke. I was smoking on that rapper weed for real.
"Man what was you waiting on anyway?" He asked me.
"To be honest I wasn't go drop it. But it just feel like the right time. I got a bitch and we doing good. She been motivating me to drop it." I said continuing to face my wood.
"Aww yea, you is with Ari. I ain't gone lie bro, I never really expected y'all to make it this far. But I'm happy that y'all did." He told me
"If we keeping it a buck man ian expect for us to make it this far either but shit been tough. Hopefully with me dropping this album shit will go back to regular."
The weed was in my system now so the truth was bound to come out. I felt it slowly trying to escape.
"Damn broski, a few minutes ago you said y'all was happy. Now shit getting tough. What's really going on?"
"Nigga it's just shit that could've been avoided. She be trying to be in the club scene so much which is cool I don't have a problem with that. But whenever I try to slide to the club with her it's an issue." I told him.
"Damn that is a issue." He said chuckling
"I know. But yea so maybe this gone change shit for the better and not for the worse." I told him.
"Right but bro i'm finna head out. I gotta go pick my lil sis up from the airport." He said standing to his feet.
"Nigga all your sisters right here in the Raq." I said dapping him up.
"Not Paris." He said with a smirk.
"Paris? Damn Ian heard that name in a minute." I said running my hand down my face.
"Yea but let me gone head and go get them. I'll hit your line later." He said walking out the studio
I know wondered to myself who the fuck 'them' was. I know she ain't bring no nigga out here. I just know she didn't.
