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* "Dis bitch ass nigga steady tryna play me like a bitch!" I yelled looking at 3three and Ben. "YB calm down man." Joe told me entering the room and I took out my gun.
"I stay minding my business but these niggas always wanna pick on me. Waddup wit that shit? it's like they asking to be put not 6 but 9 feet under." I paced up and down the house.
"Mane don't pay no mind to them bitches." 3three told me and I stopped glaring at him. "You gon make me wanna fuck you up first before them if youn shut the fuck up!" I told him and he placed his hands up before looking at Ben
Ben took out his phone and looked at me. "These bitches keep on talking about Top like they wanna die or sumn." He said on live chuckling and I walked over to him.
"You niggas steady speaking on me, go find y'all sumn to eat or sum. Y'all niggas ain't even bout that life!" I said then walked away from the camera as Ben continued talking his shit.
I took my phone out calling Montana. "Yeah, I'm coming to the studio. Aight . Ion know but today.. Bet." I told him before placing my phone in my pocket and looking up.
I go to the studio sometimes. I only go there when I am stressed or sumn. That's when I know that my music would hit hard and shit.
That's one thing about me, I keep everything real in my music. I rap about shit I went through or sumn that I'm going through.
I want to help people heal through my music and can't nobody heal if you feeding them lies tryna seem like you bout shit you not about, you feel me.
I heard Ben play Bad Bad as I went up the stairs.
This old mop looking ass nigga got me fucked up.
I sat down on my bed looking at my phone. I was getting tagged like crazy on Instagram so I just switched that shit off and laid back down.
I'm tryna be a better person but shit like this be making it hard.
I looked up with my jaw clenched. I better not see that nigga no where cause dassit fa his clown ass. I heard my door open and Joe stood at the side of my bed. "You aight nigga?" He questioned and I nodded then he looked at me like he could see I was capping before exiting.
Seconds after it all just came back to me and I got up and punched the wall then took a chair that I had in my room and hit the mirror with it before sitting back down looking at my hand.
I was bleeding but I ain't give a fuck, it ain't the first time. I placed my head in my hands before I heard a lil knock on the door.
"SAY ION WANNA TALK JOE." I yelled and the door opened causing me to turn my head scowling. Nevaeh walked in causing me to sigh.
Now why she here?
"Bad time?" She asked and I stared at her blankly. "Uhm-mind if I sit next to you?" She questioned and I shook my head, no.
Thought she ain't wanna be around me...
"Uhm, Ben told me what's going on..." She trailed off looking around ".. wanna talk about it?" She questioned and I shook my head, no. "I'm good." I told her looking down.
"You know you can talk to me right? I might hate you right now but - you know.. uhm.." I listened to her stumble over her words.
"These lil boys keep playing wimme mane. How a youngan who's a fan gone try and talk down on a nigga? like the bitch basically my son, he copying every shit I do but wanna act like allat" I told her scrunching my face up as she sat down next to me.
"I understand your frustration but you're looking at this the wrong way Trell. These niggas you're talking about just wanna bring you down cause they know you're better than them. They see that you're a threat and that you're great at what you do." She told me and I looked to the side.
"You've got a great fan base, millions of people love yo music. Fuck the haters. These niggas finna find any excuse to beef with you cause they see that you're the shit and beefing with them gives them clout. They gain more followers so just let the shit go, okay?" She carried on and I shut my eyes, knowing damn well she's right.
"They tryna ride your wave and make it to the top through you. You need to remember that." she added on. "It gone look like I'ma bitch if ion answer Nevaeh.. you feel me?" I told her and she sighed.
"But you know you ain't- okay how bout this... Don't make no video's talking yo shit, say everything you wanna say through your music. okay? That way you're doing sumn you enjoy while making shit clear and try by all means not to feed into their energy." She told me causing me to sigh before running my hand down my face.
"Yeah sure." I told here looking back at her and she grabbed my hand. "Y'all got a first aid kid?" She questioned and I pointed to one of my drawers. She took it out and walked back over to me sitting down.
She did her shit and wrapped my hand up a lil before closing the kit box and smiling at me. "You okay now?" She questioned causing me to chuckle. "Nah, I think I need a lil hug." I told her and she playfully rolled her eyes.
"You doing too much." She told me but hugged me anyway. "Who you think you talking to?" I questioned before tickling her. She started laughing and I joined in looking at her. She slowly stopped and we just stared at each other.
She moved her head forward and I did too and just before our lips touched she pulled back pushing me off." I ain't come here for this." She said making her way towards the door and I grabbed her arm to stop her pulling her close as fuck.
"Come wimme to the studio, I boutta talk my shit." I told her smirking and she laughed looking up at me. "Bet but I'm still mad at you." She told me before going out the room leaving me smiling.
She's comin around.
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I was at the studio with Ben, Vee and Montana. I was busy recording and Ben was just standing there bumping his head, smiling.
Whenever they ask bout a real nigga, I think about him. That's my brother.
I looked at Nevaeh and winked and she showed me her middle finger before looking down tryna hide that she was blushing.
She forgets I know her.
I looked to Montana next and he seemed to be enjoying the shit too so I smiled before carrying on getting into my zone.
"..and that's on dump bitch I'ma make his mama cry, and we gone hang his ass just like he up in trial. Son on the way I bet the bitch won't see his child..."
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