Harlem Nights | Dave East

7

Dave

"Can you niggas be quiet?" I snapped. "You see I'm sitting here trying to record this shit."

"My bad." Dom threw his hands up

"Jay, start the track over from the top." I placed the headphones back on my head

"Gotchu."

I waited until the right moment to start my verse again. "Got a young nigga that's down to ride for a homicide when it's drama time
I was uptown like Mama's Pride
No Miss Smith, I seen a lot of pies
.45 in my back pocket, got four nines in my trap rocking
Young shooter got a black rocket"

I continued my rapping my verse until I was finished. I held my hand up to let him know to cut it.

"Run that back for me."

I listened to myself to make sure it was up to my standards.

"Alright. I got it from here. You can save it and turn it off for now. I'll finalize it later."

My phone began to vibrate. I looked down at the screen and instantly got irritated seeing the name 'Brittany'. I unlocked my phone and went to the message

Brittany: what are you doing later on tonight? I miss you 😘

I'm going out

Brittany: You should stop by when you leave

Nah. I'm good

Brittany: Wassup with you? I haven't seen you in like a week.

You tripping. Acting like you my girl and shit. I'm cool on that.

Brittany: I should be. We been fucking around for a while now. I think I deserve that title.

I read the message and shook my head. I added her to my block list and slid my phone back in my pocket. I don't have time for her shit when she knew what it was from the beginning. These females tripping. First Tia and now Brittany.

"Can you drop me off at Midtown?" Jay asked.

I nodded and stood up, grabbing my keys off of the table.

"Ya'll good?" I looked at Dom and G.

"Yea. I rode with G. We about to head out." Dom spoke

"Well I'm riding." My brother followed behind me.

We left out of my cousin's apartment and walked to my car.

"Who shit you got back here?" My brother asked as he got into the backseat.

"What?" I looked at him through the rear view mirror

He held up a jacket and I realized that it was Kim's.

"That's Kim's jacket. She must've forgot it in here last night."

"Fuck was ya'll doing in the back seat?" He looked around

I laughed. "Not shit. We was chilling and she threw it back there."

"Right."

Kim

"So, I have a job interview Monday." I smiled

"Really? Where at?" Cardi asked

"Slique Hair Studio."

"Oh really. Doing what?"

"Well you know I have my cosmetology license so hopefully I'll be able to put it to use and get a chair in there.."