Syamone's P.O.V.
(Short chapter btw.)
"I think you should, go to the club and boss up on this nigga."My assistant Londyn says.
I sigh, thinking about the whole album I'm suppose to be making.
Then at that it's my debut album.
"Londyn, I really don't wanna drink through my problems. It's one day at a time."I reply.
"See that's the problem! You wanna sit and think about this nigga all day! Hell no couldn't been my ass."
She was tapping her nails on her phone. I made a right turn towards the studio.
"Londyn you wonder why you have four kids now."I say softly.
She looks at me sideways moving her blue lace frontal out her face.
"First of all, my kids have all their daddies. I'm not about to go through no heartbreak! I know my worth."She says.
"I believe you do."
I pull into the parking lot and turn the car off.
I get out of the car and start heading inside of the studio.
It was 2 am in the morning.
I think I could get at least one song done. I hear Londyn heels clacking behind me.
I walk in and greet my producer Kyrin.
"Hey babygirl."he says hugging me.
"Hey Ky."I respond, he smiles.
"So I already got the details from your label. You got a good two hour session, we can vibe, talk, anything to get your mind going."
I nod, walking towards the couch, sitting down.
"Hey big daddy."Londyn says hugging up on Kyrin.
Kyrin gives her a disgusted look.
"Londyn don't start. Aye Mone get your friend"
She scoffs and sits next to me.
I go through Instagram reading the comments underneath my posts.
Also I read the things everyone's tagging me into.
I haven't been on social media in weeks.
"She's falling off."
"Damn a broken heart would do that to you."
"Shit! Mone you better boss up on this nigga."
"I couldn't imagine being embarrass on live television, get better @ThatsoMone."
I read the comments out loud.
"They aren't lying Mone, you can do better than that foo foo ass nigga."Kyrin says.
All the comments angered me, the more they angered me, the more I thought about him.
"Play a fire ass beat, something I could murder this track on."I say. He nods his head.
I turn off my phone and go inside of the booth sitting down on the seat.
I put the headphones in, the led lights was set to blue.
Which mean calm to me, I don't feel like this at all.
I proceed to turn the lights to red to represent my anger.
"Mone can you hear me?"
"Yeah Ky. Play me a fire ass beat."
"You sure? You sound mad as hell, all of sudden."he says sounding worried.
"Yeah."
The beat came on. I start bopping my head to it.
I started to sing to it.
Thought you could play me
Yeah you did it
Shouldn't have done it
(Yeah, yeah)
Fuck you and your apologies
You don't deserve all of me
Nigga you deserve the worst of me
(Oh, yeah)
Bitch you hum-lia-Ted me
Bitch I- hope you go bl-ind
And can't see.
I don't understand
Why you replace me?
I thought you were my baby
But that's ok.
Let it be
Just know that she will never be me.
(Rap Part)
Baddest bitch in the game
Yeah you lost me
Boy you are a lame.
About to boss up
Yeah that's a shame
I hope your baby
Learns from the pain.
I hope you give your baby your time
Cause you definitely don't deserve mine
Fuck you, you definitely crossed the line
(I'm really about to go off)
She don't support you like I do. (Cut it)
Doesn't encourage you like I do.(sure don't)
A scamp is always gonna be a scamp.(yes)
I hope she learn
That's she not a lady.
But yes she's the tramp.
(Outro)
I know that I'm not crazy.
But just know that
I'm no longer infatuated
You know that
I'll still love you.
But right now.
Nigga I can't stand you.
(Ooh ooh)
I finish the song on one go, and I hang up the headphones.
"Bitch you bodied that!"Londyn says as I come out the studio.
"How long it's gonna take you to produce that Ky?"I say ignoring Londyn's comment.
"About a couple days. Mone you did that, I didn't expect that you have bars."
"I can be a lot of surprises."
"But what do you want to name this song?"
"Girl name it, she will never be me."Londyn says, I chuckle.
"Hell no. That's a hurt female title."Kyrin says.
"Letter to Nazire."I say, as I pick up my keys and my phone.
He nods, I walk out to the car. I lock the doors as I began to ball out crying.
"Why me lord?"I say as I cried.
This unknown number pop up.
"Who fucking number this is?"I say out loud to myself as I read the number out.
I wipe my tears and answer the phone.
"Hello?"I say.
"Hey MoMo."
My heart dropped.
"Reign......"
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