Two weeks after the break up, I took it really hard, and I got back on cocaine. Lately, my sinuses started to flare up and I kept rubbing my nose constantly. I was riding with Young Palace, as he was aware of me sniffling my noise.
"You alright, man. That's some hell of an allergy you got there." Young Palace said.
"Yeah, man. I'm straight." I said while driving.
"I mean you don't look so well. Like you're sick or something." Young Palace said.
"Look, I said I'm fine! I wish you would stop worrying about my allergies." I exclaimed.
"Alright, man. Damn." Young Palace said.
Skullboy, Rooftop, Monty of the Deeps and Ricky Lange, whom I haven't spoke to in awhile wanted to talk. I pulled up at to an abandon warehouse, where they wanted to me at.
"Why they wanted us to meet, here?" Young Palace said.
"I don't know. Let's find out." I said as I unbuckled my seatbelt and Young Palace and I got out of the car.
We walked up towards them to see what they want to talk about.
"What's up, Ly? Long time no see." Monty said.
"Whats up, Monty. What sup, Rick? How y'all been?" I asked.
"Perfect never been better." Ricky said.
"So what's going on?" I said.
"Me, Rooftop, Monty and Rick, are wondering where are the contract papers at?" Skullboy said.
"Look I told you, I was working on that." I said.
"Bullshit! That what you been saying for the last 6 years. And so far we still have no deal, no albums and we're still broke." Rooftop said.
"You see that shit ain't simple. I've been doing my own shit, my films and working my ass off. While most of y'all just playing around." I said.
"Nah, we came here for business. We didn't came here to play no games. Money ain't nothing sometimes. But I need it to put food on the table for my moms." Skullboy said.
"I thought they already got the contract, Ly." Palace said.
"Already? What the fuck he talking about, Ly?" Rooftop said.
"I've been signed liked four years ago." Young Palace said.
"Wait, you gave him a contract first, but not to us?" Monty said.
"I thought we was friends, Ly. Friends suppose to help each other out. Suppose to put us on. That's foul, man." Skullboy said.
"Y'all acting so freak out right now." I said with my head down.
"What the fuck do you mean, bro? Come on with that shit. It's been too long." Skullboy said.
"Nah, you come on. There you go with the put me on shit again. Don't talk to me about put me on. I put y'all on my records." I said mumbling a little bit.
"What's up with you, man? Why you tripping?" Rooftop said.
"I ain't tripping you all tripping out with this contact shit." I said.
"Tell us Ly, Tell us why you haven't gave us a contract? Huh? Come on. Be fucking truthful?" Ricky said.
"Y'all don't have the quality for that shit. I been listening to some of y'all tracks. And I'm gonna be fucking truthful. Y'all music ain't all that." I told them honestly.
"What? Man Fuck you! You the one who switch up to rap to r&b and you went straight to fucking pop! And you telling us our shit ain't quality, but Young Palace is? Man get the fuck out of here!" Rooftop said.
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Lysander
FanficA coming of age story, Lysander Cornelius Cawthorn, is a young man who been born and raised in Lawrenceville, Georgia. His mother, Katherine gave birth to him when she was 17 years old. Both of them had a troubled and struggling life. As a young tee...
