A nba youngboy & Ann marie story two gangstas in the music industry & real cold hearted they get shot multiple even put in a coma will they still be in love with each other will they still be there will she put her trust to the side for him & well...
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"I killed them boss like you said to do " one of my workers said.
"I didn't say kill them i said hold them hostage you fucking dumb ass bitch" i said while shooting her in the head 3 times.
I wanted her to hold him hostage not to kill him the nigga owed me $1,000,000 now i gotta go to his family it's just finna make this a whole big process.
"Y'all I'm heading out tomorrow we got something to handle ima text y'all the address dress in all black get your masks & load all the guns tonight" i said yo all my workers.
I know y'all probably wondering why i do what i do well one day y'all will get the background story but now is not the time but just know ima forever be cold hearted & no one will change that but i can tell y'all a few things about me.
I sang & rap my stage name is Ann marie but when i kill people my street name is "Ranada" i dropped out of school in 10th grade i been killing since i was 7 that's all y'all get for now.
Once i got in my car i pulled off & made my way to the studio to record this song i been working on.
37 Minutes Later
"Yo wassam Ann marie you ready to finish this album off" my music producer said.
"yeah i'm ready but i think this song i'm doing today ima drop it just cause i feel like it" i said & he nodded.
"okay you could start the beat" i said as i pulled out my phone to read the lyrics i had in my notes.
Once the beat started i waited for about 20 seconds then started.
Intro See I done met a lot of different niggas But I ain't met my type of nigga
Verse 1 Someone that's down to ride by my side all the time Never leave me crying, hugging on my pillow late at night We won't let them haters get to us, our bond is super tight You can't tell me shit 'bout him, and you can't tell him shit 'bout I Never let them hoes feel like we equal 'cause he let them bitches know I'm his wifey and he'll never put me second to no ho He understands why I be tweaking, he know I've been hurt before I can tell him all my secrets, I know he won't tell a soul And his loyalty is something I won't have to question Yeah he's down for me, and that ain't up for no discussion Someone who loves me for more than just my body But the way he beat the pussy up you'd think his name was Rocky And he fuck me like every time the last time Know you've been in love before but let's make this the last time No-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh No-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, yeah
