Way more thorough than you tail tucking rappers in line
I thought this was competition
I only see me and mine
Fyre grinned and pointed to Samari before continuing.
Washed up, hung up and dried out here recycling lines
Maybe I’ll throw a verse for you, hope my teachings align
Kobe in these early mornings
At that free throw line
Flow so divine you would’ve thought pigs were flying
You forever saying you’re grand
Golden pen in your hand
But always sweating my flow
I’m Queen of your land.
Scared to step to a real one
Exist in the shadows of Prime
This a brutal way to find out that ya moms been lying
Everybody don’t get a trophy
Gotta earn it with your flow B
She hyped you ’cause she love you
You see the real when I roll through
Never have, never will, touch the chosen emcee
Dropping fries in my bag your only proximity
While Samari and Fyre did their thing, B-Syde crossed the warehouse and posted up on the wall next to Asao. They watched the ladies performing, remaining silent until B-Syde spoke up.
“I know you’re gonna sign her after this. The two of them together is a good look, but if nothing else, she needs a feature. That right there is going to make you a lot of money.” He motioned toward the ring and Asao nodded to agree.
“She’s nice with it. You know what she’s trying to do?” he asked, already mentally processing what he could do with a talent like Fyre.
“She has a few offers but hasn’t made a decision. If you put one on the table, she’ll go with it.”
“We’re not offering money,” Asao confirmed.
“Maybe not up front, but the money will be there. You’re not going to fuck over an artist who trusts you with their career and ownership is money. That’s how you plan on doing things, right?”
“Yeah. That’s the plan.” The goal was to make sure every artist on Track Killaz had ownership. Business first, so Asao would be sure there was a return on the label’s investment, but the endgame was for each artist they signed to walk away with the knowledge to successfully navigate as an independent when they were ready. Each one would have ownership of their full catalog. The more success Asao, Dom, and Niles could foster, the more artists they could bring in over time. The label would make their money off writing, production, and touring.
“What’s her story?”
