Loving you is cool
But getting money is the only thing that’s on my mind
I don’t know what to do but hustle
I’d be living on the street if I’m not on my grind!
I’m doing the best I can, I need you to understand
To be on my side!
It’s a hell of sacrifice, I’m chasing this cash for life
It’s a long, long ride!
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Me and Boss was on our way to this party. Mirah made sure we was coming.
She blew up his all day, fa real .
I wanted to break his damn phone.
" Make sure you keep yo heat on you the entire time we here. No time to get caught slippin " I told Boss as I parked the car across the street from the address India gave me.
It was packed, ian even gone lie.
Boss nodded and we hopped out.
I was dressed in somethin simple. black Levis, white and red OBEY shirt, and some white and red Breds.
I kinda brought back my highschool swag. Most the time I be in eitha basketball shorts, trues, or something else.
Boss looked cool. I ain gone go into description, cause he ont look betta than me.
We walked up the steps and the door opened.
" Bounce it. Bounce It, Ima bout ta' Throw a couple thousands... "
Juicy Jay, Bounce it, blasted through the speakers.
Females was runnin to the dance floor, and niggas followin behind.
" I'm biut to get me a dance! " Boss yelled over the music.
I nodded. He beta hope Mindy or whateva don't see his ass.
She crazy.
I walked to a nearby wall and watched all the females dance and shit.
A few was trynna dance with me but I wasnt up for it.
" I see you made it " I heard a female voice yell in my ear.
I was boutta talk bad to whoever it was till I saw it was india and damn .... she looked good.
She wasn't dressed like half these females. She had on some tall waist shorts, I think thats what they called, a red and white cut top or crop top or whatever. Then she had on her Breds.
" Copyin my swag huh ?" I say, smirking.
" Nope. Great minds just think alike "
I nodded, agreein.
" Wanna dance? " she ask.
I nodded and she pulled me to the floor.
" Bounce dat ass girl shake them titties
I’m a need of the baddest motherfucker in the city
Got the weed, got the liquor, got the spot that we could kick it
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