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Chelsea
"Run that shit back." Kentrell said to the studio producer who sat behind the control system .
He did as told and within a few seconds , a loud beat blasted and Kentrell went straight at it rapping the lyrics he had written on paper .
He had large headphones over his ears , a blunt in one hand and his notebook in the other .
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Kentrell fucked up a little bit and got off beat which resulted in him throwing the headphones off as well as throwing the notebook to the side . "Mane fuck that shit."
He left out the booth and out the studio , slamming the door after him . I hated how short-tempered and quick he was give up on one little thing .
"Go talk to em . You know you the only one that can calm his ass down . " his manager , Montana , sighed .
I nodded before getting out my seat and leaving out the studio . Kentrell was sitting in the hallway not to far away with his back against the wall smoking his blunt .
I made my way over to him and sat down as well .
Nothing was said for a good minute or two before I finally decided to break the silence .
"Just because you messed up doesn't mean give up . Everything isn't gonna always turn out how you want it to be or how it should be , that's just life Kentrell . You better than this."
" Am I really ? " he mumbled looking straight ahead at the wall . " I'm tryin'."
"And I promise you that's all that matters . I see your effort and I know fasho you got this Kentrell . You need to know that too . " I expressed as I wiped the sweat off his forehead . "And that's my favorite song too."
