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"Yo, Im taking a break."
"You know this your shop right?" DJ, one of my artist's reminded me playfully.
"What we gon do, tell you no?" Kiana, another artist chimed in, causing the shop to erupt in laughter.
"Bye." I waved them off before stepping into my office. I opened the shop up at 9 this morning and I've been on go mode since. Being that it was pushing 4 I needed more than a damn break, but it was nothing that a blunt couldn't fix.
Hitting shuffle on my phone Someday by Lil Bibby & PNB Rock filled my office as it connected to my Bose speaker.
"Remember having fifty cent to my name A quarter juice and some hot flames
We were sitting on the couch watching He Got Game, My homie could have been Jordan but he got changed
Yeah youngin had hoop dreams, but I know a few things
That I can serve prolly get some Jordans and some new jeans
The main objective was to make it out
By any means if I find out where to plug stay I'm stakin out."
After rolling up I took the time to clear my thoughts and reflect on my day. It was a simple concept, but it allowed me to go into the next day with a clean slate and a fresh start. As much as I loved what I did, at the end of the day it was still work and if it was one thing my father taught me it was to never bring work home with you.
Speaking of my father, I remembered mom's telling me we needed to talk so I decided to hit his line.
"His old ass better answer too." I mumbled before dialing his number.
"Hello." His BK accent ran thick, answering on the fourth ring.
"Pops." I sung, ashing my blunt and grabbing an apple juice from the mini fridge beneath my desk.
"Son, how you doing!"
"Living, but you knew that though." I chuckled knowing he was shaking his head at me for stealing his line.
"Where my grand baby?"
"With her moms right now, I get her back in a few days." I chugged the small bottle and grabbed another.
"You and your sister need to let me fly my babies out, her and Gia ."
"Please do, they ask about your old ass all the time. But wassup? Ma told me you needed to talk to me?" I switched the subject quickly before he could scold me for cussing.
"Yeah, the twins been asking bout you."
"Oh word, where they bad asses at?" I pulled at the growing hair that sat beneath my Yankees hat, making a mental note to have Izzy get me right later.
