“Nigga don’t start that nervous shit. Rah booked a session for next Saturday. I figured that would give you time to get off that weirdI can’t rap in front of people shit.”
“Fuck you.” Logic gave him the finger. “You taking this manager shit seriously, huh?”
“The fuck, you thought I wouldn’t? When you make it, I make it.”
“Nah, I know you would.”
“Oh, and this is for you.” AL handed him an envelope. “We got eight bands off the truck. I gave Brandi hoe ass 2 and we got 2.5. I had to pay the little people for unloading the truck.”
“Sweet.”
“And I fucked her off GP. Bitches don’t cut me off. I do the cutting.”
“Why you messing with that girl?” Logic chuckled.
“She better be lucky I gave her dick instead of sending my young niggas in there to ransack her house and take them stacks back.”
“Nigga, you hell.”
“That’s what my mama said before she dropped my ass off at the shelter.”
“Bye, goofy ass nigga.” Logic stretched out his hand to give Al dap and he left as smoothly as he came.
Picking up the stack of money, Logic sat back and tapped it against the palm of his hand. Three bands wasn’t much, but it was going to ensure all their bills were paid through the summer, and he’d still have money to take the troops school shopping when the season rolled around.
“Fuck yea,” he whispered.
“Aye bro,” Sage called out, walking back into the living room with the phone pressed to his ear. “Mama on the phone, she wanna holler at you.”
“Tell her to go holler at Friends of the Court,” Logic snorted.
“She said they coming to town and wanted to stop by.”
“Sage, if you gone talk to your mama, take that shit in the room. Don’t tell me shit she talking about, and if they stop by here, I'mma have Al rob they scamming asses.”
“Period, cause we ain’t got no words for them folks,” Shugg cosigned with her big brother.
Like him, their mother abandoning them left a bad taste in the twins' mouths. Spice and Shugg didn’t fuck around, and the one time their mother came to town, the twins didn’t bother coming out of their room. Sage, on the other hand, loved his mama and tried to reason with her leaving. He was a mama’s boy at heart, and as long as she was calling, he was going to answer.
“Take yo cheating ass in there and finish cleaning up.” Logic waved her off.
“I’m done,” Shugg sucked her teeth.
“Then go make some flashcards or something.”
“Flashcards?” She frowned but quickly held her hands up in defense when he glared at her. “You know what, flashcards sound good to me.”
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“Sing with me, Tyler girl.” Maple danced around the kitchen. “I gave you all the love I got, I gave you more than I could give.”
“Gave you love,” Tyler sang into the spoon. “I gave you all that I have inside and you took my loveeeeee. You took my loveeee.”
“That’s my baby!” Maple picked up her drink. “Voice like an angel, strong voice like ya mama.”
“You wish,” Tyrell joked, stepping into the small kitchen wearing a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top. “My baby got her own voice.” He nicked Tyler’s chin. She giggled before wrapping her arms around his waist. “Tell your mama you sound better than her.”
“I can’t say that.” Tyler giggled.
