Mimi Power was born in a town where killing, hustle and gangs were the normal. Her dad was killed in the crossfire of a gang war. So she started fighting for money. Mimi fights underground and picked. Picked meaning she gets a text from an unknown...
"6, 26, 46, in the ass " Vandka started to rap into the mic.
It's been 6 years since I got kicked out and found by my best friend Vandka on the street. Browning her assistant, making sure everything is there as it's supposed to be and keeping up with the latest fashion. Now, the hottest top 5 Artists are:
A$AP Rocky
A$AP Tiny
Kodak Black
Lil Pump
Kendrick Lamar
Lately I've been interested over A$AP Rocky and shit has been crazy wit Vandka. Between fudes and the real Housewives shit can get worse. The stress is on my hands cuz her enemy is Woah Vicky and i even had to stop them from fighting. I swear; and then Daniel broccoli or some shit has been on my pussy for the past year now talking about some I always gotta fight her battles. Or I'm her dog or her bitch and I'm like how stay in your tiny ass lane cuz I will bust a cape in your ass.
Now Vandka is creating a diss track
"I told this bitches not to play wit me He don't want his otha hoes to see Bitch you wanna see me? Its gon cost a fee Honey you below me now bow and kiss my Fucking feet"
She yelled into the mic.
I wrote down some notes with my galaxy note 8 and then listened to her next bar
" bitches call in out my name While I'm makin this money While you tryin to stop me watch your man's honey. This is what we do This is how it be You don't want the Brooklyn I don't want cha hoes to see Run up on me go head You gon see how tough I be I gotta pretty trigga Wishing you played me nigga Don't fuck wit me We up that uzi nigga"
The beat was getting me in the vibe and once the track music turned off Vandka looked at me and motioned me to come . I out down my phone and I walked in the booth and she took off her headphones and I stepped up to the mic and she put the head phones on me. " Say sum mean to Daniel. Realise your stress" she says and steps out. The Music starts playing and I get kinda nervous but I close my eyes and I start to get in the zone.
" Listen sweety I know you Sensitive so imma go real easy You callin me a dog? You callin Me a pet, bitch your 14 Your nothing but a bounce check My esteem you can't wreck So just don't get upset Cuz wen I see you Imma beat you, don't you Doubt that Fuck this, fuck that and fuck you When I beat your ass it's gon be like you Fell asleep And my talent you cannot peep. My glock is in the back When I pull it out don't back track You sitting ova there pour and I'm making it rain When you speak my name Bitch it betta neva be in vein Cuz I got a pretty tigga Wishing you played me nigga Don't fuck with us We up that uzi nigga"
I took off the headphones and smiled as Vandka was wide eyed and the producer had his mouth open. " Yo, where the fuck did that rage come from?" The producer says and no giggle. " It was always there" I say and put the headphones on the mic. I stepped out and immediately was engulfed in a hug. " Damn" I say " girl, that SHIT" she pulled away from me all excited and shit " Is going to be a fucking hit!" She yelled. I kinda got scared cuz my voice is out there but I wanted to help. " You right. That took some shit off my mind" I say grabbing my phone.
" Imma holla when the track is mastered " the producer says " Ard by cope" she says while we both walk out the door with a jaguar in the parking lot. I got in and my phone started to ring but I saw it was an unknown number. " Hey" I say questionly " Hey baby" my body freezes once i hear the voice. " Jay" I say and i hear him chuckle " you still remember me?" He says. " how can I forget, you left me a life long gift. Your son" I say " Oh so it was a boy" I forgot. He left before I even knew. " What do you want" I realized Vandka was staring at me and she mouthed to me to out it on speaker. So I did.
" I called to see if you still wanna work some shit out"
" Jay get the fuck off my phone. "
"Wow baby, I ain't know you felt dat way"
" WHAT, HUH, NOW IM YOUR BABY!?"
" you know-"
" You know what, you ain't seeing your son and if you touch him in will not hesitate to bust a cap and that's a promise honey" I hung up the phone and three it on the floor and turn my attention to the window and started to tear up. " it's ight baby, it's ight he ain't gon hurt shit" she says. I nod and close my eye as a tear slips from my eye and I nod my head. " I'm sorry, it's just he....oh my god like why the fuck would he do something like this" I cried into my hand. How the fuck he gon turn up outta no fucking where and expect me to take him back. After what you did to me? No boo boo in don't think so.
" Them kinda nigga ain't gon get you nowhere and take heed in what i say. They ain't gon get you the clothes you got on your back. If he can't get you at least that then he ain't your real nigga. He was Damn wrong for leaving you and Damn right to stay there. Don't worry, he ain't gon touch shit. Nothing. Neva. " She says pulling off from the drive way.
My phone started to ring again and i was quick to grab it from the floor and answer wit an attitude " You got 30 Seconds" I mugged at the unknown number. " Hey is this Mya?" Oh shit. Not her . "What you want" I say " it's Hanna, when you coming back" she asked.
Hanna ran the HIT.
" Neva." I heard her chuckle on the other line " I thought you may say that. Well I have an offer. You come back to the HIT and we will up the pay in thousands of dollars and not the 500 you were worth back then. How bout six figures"
" What makes you think I wanna work for you?" I spat " Because you need protection for your son. I'm here to provide that. Anyway you have 72 hours to give me an answer. It's now or never Mimi" and with that she hung up.
" Who?" She says not looking at me " Hanna" I say looking out the window " Who dat?" She asked me pulling into my drive through.
" Leader of the HIT" I say getting out " Thanks" I say and close the door. I walk to the door of my apartment
I huffed and ran my hand through my hair "alexa turn on All the stars by Kendrick Lamar" I commanded and it did as told and soon I heard the music that put me in a relax mode. I went to my bedroom
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Changing into some shorts showing some cellulite and a grey shirt with some high thigh socks then grabbed my tablet going back to the kitchen. " tell me what chu gon do to me" I lip synced while getting one of my top shelf booze from the cabinet and pouring into once of my favorite glass while scrolling through youtube. " You can bring the bullet, bring the sword, bring the morgue but you can't bring the truth to me" I was about to take a sip but my door bell rang and followed with a banging. I rolled my eyes and set my drink down and grabbed a long jacket that covered my whole body and dragged behind me. The banging got louder and I ran to the door in fear of the shit breaking.
I opened the door with anger " WHAT" i yelled but once came eye to eye with the dude all no could see was pain and struggled out for words. Then I saw he was holding his arm " Shit are you ok?" I say but he only falls forward into my arms. This nigga heavy as fuck but I ended up dragging his ass in my house and on my kitchen floor. I closed my front door and climbed on top of the unconscious man with weird braids. Then I realized who it was.
