" You hang with them and don't supposed to it's goin fall on you."
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Kentrell.
" Merch, you look like a whole potato out hea'." Nari started laughing.
" Bitch, you are annoying damn. Can't you see me trying make money?" I snapped back at her.
I was writing some song lyrics and she kept fucking with me.
" Awhn, the flunky mad?" She started laughing.
" Bitch you goin be mad when I pull them synthetic ass tracks out yo head." I got up and bucked at her.
" You got me f—" Ben cut her off.
" Aye Maine, Chill the fuck out sometimes." He snatched her arm his way.
My phone started ringing, seeing it was Montana I answered.
" Li Nigga Wsp?" He greeted me.
" Shit for real, looking at the numbers on No Smoke." The day I finished it, I dropped it and it was blowing up.
" About that.. mo people tryna book you brodie, so we might have to leave earlier than expected." He replied while I got some grapes out the refrigerator.
" How soon?" I asked while washing off the fruit.
" Tomorrow morning," Draco came and smacked my leg hard as hell which cause me to drop my phone.
" Hea' li nigga." I handed him the grapes and picked up my phone.
" I'll start packing na'. What shows booked first?"
" Texas and Florida, since you were originally doing those two." I nodded to myself and finished a couple lyrics on my song.
" Imma perform a couple songs that ain't released yet, that's cool?"
" Yeah, But look I gotta go li Montana tripping right na. Sit yo Ass down!" He yelled before he hung up.
" I'm proud of you brodie." Ben came in the kitchen jumping around.
" I'm finna put the whole gang on a money making mission, on my first born!" I started jumping around too.
" 10 shit!" He started milly rocking.
" They gonna sue you for using the name Ben10 cause that used to be a show." Nari came and threw away a empty bottle of water.
" This bitch an complete buzzkill, whea' you find ha at?" I smacked my lips.
" Maine," he said as he snatched her up into the dining room.
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Kayli.
" THROW IT BACK BITCH! CAN I CALL YOU BITCH? LET ME FIND OUT YOU LIKE THAT DIRTY TALK SHIT! DO IT WITH NO HANDS, FUCK YO MOTHERFUCKING MAN!" Noonie yelled the song hyping me and a Riah up.
We had the house to ourselves while my mama took Taylin out somewhere and we was lit as hell.
" Hol up! Get it!" I hyped Noonie as she started twerking off the wall.
" Damn, pause. A bitch got asthma and I need some to drink." Riah put get hand on her chest and paused the music.
" Bitch you don't have no damn asthma." I stale faced her while breathing heavy.
" Oh shit." Noonie cursed as she fell off the wall.
She waved me off and went to the kitchen. I sat down and picked up my phone seeing I had a dm from that girl Gionni.
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Made Nigga
General Fiction" For a hell of a feeling, I'm living large." | Sequel to One the Realist. - COMPLETE started:| May 4, 2018 finished:| July 5, 2018 - book cover by- @badd_and_boujie - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.