"𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭." 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦. "𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘈𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭." 𝘐 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦.

My name is Dream. Wanna know why? cause when i walk past a guy they think they're dreaming...but im not one to brag cause i been through so much. My real name is Dezyre Marquette Smith. Im from the streets of LA but i moved after i got my little bundle of joy. Im the babymama of a thug named Darious AKA Drizzy. He was my first love,soulmate... so i thought but this was all in highschool which was a year ago. We fell in love young like most couples start off. I was his main, put before any hoe or bitch in the streets, we loved each other and on his birthday i thought i got him the best present he could ever have. Even though i was supposed to be the good girl of the school i gave him my virginity and he took it with no hesitations. Like i said i had given him the best gift in the world until i started getting sick. I was lucky to have a friend like Kemia by my side cause she was the one that helped me when i was in deep shit. A couple weeks after his birthday i found out i was pregnant with his child. Soon my parents found out and i was forced to live with my grandma. This wasnt good i was pregnant by a drug dealer/gang leader and i kinda felt nervous. He doesnt know he has a child cause after i found out i got home schooled to finish my eduacation. These times have been hard for me but i get through them... So now after my grandma died i moved to Georgia with my baby boy Da'kari Montrell Smith the only thing that keeps me going. He's 11 months and his birthday is next month August 4. So yes im the Thug's Babymama and im trying to make it through...

Armanii is Jamaica's newest dancehall star lighting up the charts and your TikTok feed, but don't get it twisted, he's over the "internet artiste" label and dead serious about proving he's the real deal. Behind the hype, the chains, and the stage lights? A man dealing with the cold, quiet side of fame. Then boom! Alisa Miller enters the chat. Straight out of New York, privacy and unbothered girl in her own lane. Love? Not on her to-do list. She's focused, intentional, and allergic to drama. So how do they end up next to each other on a flight to Jamaica? One little seat mix up and suddenly it's vibes, side-eyes, and unexpected sparks. She's not here for the noise, but Armanii? He's intrigued. One missed DM, one flight, and suddenly he's chasing more than just hit songs. Thing is, Alisa's quiet life and Armanii's loud world? Oil and water. Paparazzi, secrets, temptation, and trust issues? That's just Tuesday. But maybe, just maybe, the right kind of chaos can make the sweetest music. So buckle up because this love story is messy, magnetic, and way too real. And yuh see Armani and Alisa? Dem might just be each other's favorite Rough Patch.

"𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕," --𝙱𝚒𝚐 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚗

𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘰𝘣, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘪𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. [𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝟣/𝟤 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝗎𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗒] cover by @backenddoll 𝙖 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙙𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣

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"𝑰 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑾𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑾𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆." © ᴀ -ᴘʀᴀᴅᴀʙʀᴄᴛᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

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