Y/n POV
Growing up downtown isn't easy. Ya hear meh? People dying everyday. You lose ya homies, ya fam, ya everything, just praying you not next. I keep my distance. My mama kicked me out when I couldn't take care of myself. I started making a way. When my bestfriend, Melvin, got killed, I didn't care about anything anymore. His brother, August, and I started talking more because we came from almost the same lifestyle. He started singing and got famous. Ig he forgot about me. I was never right ever since. I started the strip life tryna get my money.
August POV
New Orleans ain't no joke. My mama put me out and I slept at the corner store. I sold dope and I lost my brother man. Me and his bestfriend started talking for awhile. We got close and I started singing. I never knew I'd make it to fame. Cause when ya outchea in these streets with nothing you think its over. I lost so many people I cared about ya know? One day I moved to Atlanta and I been working hard ever since. I got high, drunk, fucked, sucked, hit the strip clubs and more. I know where I come from, but I don't love nobody but the people who helped me up when I was down. I guess you can say I'm the playa. Shit just changes baby.
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Strip Life - (August Alsina Story)
FanfictionY/n grew up in the hood downtown. Her mom kicked her out at age 15 and she started the strip life.
