" Came to the top of the mountain like a lion
I'm tryna see what the business
Came from the block and right now it's that time
I made it out of the trenches
Never look back, I ain't pressin' rewind
Thank God for the way that I'm livin'
I never slipp...
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We had just pulled up to Red's crib , typical party for you. Hella bitches , all the weed in the world , and enough bottles of liquor to give you alcohol poisoning.
I hadn't been to a party like this back home in a coo' minute. It wasn't even my typa' scene to be at honestly. Get around to many mothafucka's and they think they got cho ass figured out.
It seemed like the whole party had made they way outside once they found out I was here. You see what I mean ? A nigga can't even feel regular no mo'. Somebody always chasing after me cause of who I am and what I got.
" There go that nigga Red right hea'." I heard Baby Joe shout from across the lawn where I was still stepping out of the car.
Since 6th grade , those was my bruddas. We done did all types of shit together. Spent our first night in jail together , beat court cases together , allat shit. We had all started going our separate ways when I got this music shit started , but we always remained close.
I stepped out of the car starting to walk across the lawn with Montana and Three following behind me. Scanning throughout the crowd , I spotted a few females giving a few small smirks and waved at em.
Making a small couple rounds saying wassup' to the people I had knew before finally stepping over to Red And Baby Joe. They was stepped aside from everybody else , giving us some space to talk.
" This nigga Trell go on the rode for two months and come back pieced up." Red commented referring to the multiple different chains I had hanging around my neck.
"You already know I had to do dat." I chuckled as we pulled each other in for a small embrace and dapped each other up.
" Say mane' I see you still running shit out chea' in BR." Montana mentioned to Red watching him nod his head as a small smirk came across his face.
" Y'all already know these my stomping grounds." He nodded taking a sip from whatever he was drinking out of in his clear cup.
" Wea' Mar big bird ass at ? " I asked fixing the ends of the sleeve on my shirt.
" That nigga went in the house , I think he went to check on his lil cuzzo. " I nodded and turned around starting to watch the crowd around us , everyone continued to party and do they thing.
" How long you home fa' ? " Red asked sitting down on the little benches that sat infront of his house.
" Two weeks , then I'm back on the rode for part 2." All this on the rode shit had a nigga worn out. These next two weeks would be spent getting as much rest as possible.
