"wake. the. fuck. up" i felt a pillow hitting me.
"what the fuck" i opened my eyes seeing isaiah. "grandma why is there a hobo in my room?" i yelled.
"don't you mean your future husband" my grandma yelled.
"he's not even my boyfriend" i yelled.
"mija you can skip the boyfriend girlfriend thing and get married"
"oh shit" isaiah started laughing.
"it's too early for all of this" i mumbled
"it's 4 in the afternoon" isaiah yelled pullin the blanket from me.
"ugh" i groaned as i stretched.
i sat up from my bed and walked to the bathroom doing what i had to do in there. when i walked out isaiah was laying on my bed. he acts like his grandma's house isn't less than a minute away.
"hurry up. i wanna go record a song in our room" isaiah pulled me downstairs.
"i haven't even eaten yet" i told him as we walked out the back door.
"me either. you can eat later"
eh i really wasn't even that hungry. when i wake up i really never have an appetite. shit's weird.
"what are you guys gonna do in there?" elba asked as she saw us.
"nothing" isaiah told her.
"mmhmm" james side-eyed us.
"tell me when the kids are coming" my grandma said.
"what?" i asked confused. "ohhh" i shook my head when i finally understood.
isaiah put the code in and we walked in. he immediately went straight to the studio he set up and sat down. i sat on the couch waiting for him to play something.
"this is the last song. once i fix up this song i can release it whenever. are you ready?" he asked me.
"yeah" i told him as he pressed play.
"momma they told me i never be shit
now i'm the hardest one shining all up in this bitch
but i know that my life get crazy on the real
pause back, now with yazmine i feel content
nonetheless, i'm a fuckboy and i admit it
but a diamond in the rough that desperate need a cleaning
then my mind goes blank feeling dead yet i'm living, oh well
time won't tell when you die, who cares
rose in the concrete, hold my fears
rise with a petal then die with a tear
lil woadie keep it real
if i put this ring on my girl finger
man tell me one time i ain't ever gonna regret it
thinking that forever is forever, i ain't kidding
you a riddle that just need some solving
with my heart on my sleeve, if you need it, pop it
man, fuck that shit, go ahead and squeeze and cock it
ay one time, for the one time
ay, all these bitches they slime
you know that's one time
and if they really want you for your riches
tell them one time
ay, i just need some fucking richie for the one time
ay, one time, for the mothafuckin one time
ay, and if i die before that outro, get that one time
get that one time, ay get that one time
and if i die before this outro drop then get that one time"
"wow. you needa release that as soon as you can. i love it. all the songs you've played for me have all been so good" i walked over to him.
"thank you, baby" he sat me on his lap wrapping his arms around my waist. "i just needa figure out the order i want the songs to go"
"let me see" i saw him clicking on some shit that i couldn't even tell you. shit looked mad confusing.
he showed me the songs and we listened to them. after a while we sat there and tried to figure out. the way he was so into his music made me happy. the passion he had for his music made me appreciate his music even more. the time and effort he put into his music was crazy. at times he wouldn't sleep for days because he wanted a song to be good enough.
