You ever been broke, nigga?
I mean white socks with the holes in the toes, nigga.
Eating ramen noodles til you choke, nigga.
Something’s gotta give, I want smoke, nigga.
Closer.
Got a rich bad bitch, I call her Mo’ Figures.
I tear that ass up, call me the Mo’ Digger.
Getting to the bread is my only mission.
Cuz me and Beans gone eat til they close the kitchen.
Closer.
I promise music gonna get it done,
And when it comes to me and mine, I'm on demon time.
My rich girl got me in the Neman’s line.
Cuz imma have to show her that I'm in my prime.
Closer.
Who want beef?
I eat niggas.
Won’t leave a single scrap of meat.
I grind for my bros.
So don’t ask Scooter for shit for free.
By the time he was in front of Six’s face, I knew what was about to happen. I hated to do it, but I had to. I quickly pulled my gun from behind my back and forced my way through the crowd. Scooter turned his head to embrace the cheers as Six went to swing on him. I held the barrel of the gun, drawing my arm back and bringing it down on the top of Six’s head.
Wham! Wham! Wham!
“Bitch nigga!” I gritted.
I felt a pair of fists jabbing in my back. “Fuck off, my brother, nigga!”
I swung my elbow back, hitting the nigga to get him off me. That’s when I saw Scooter jumping in. His fists swung while my gun plunged into the side of Six’s head.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
People began scattering and screaming. “Fuck!” I heard Scooter shout.
I turned as he followed a girl running out of the building. I stood to hurry behind them when the host stopped me. “Nigga, you wild, and as much as I fuck with you, we can’t have you back.”
I pointed at his ass. “Nah, y’all niggas knew what you were doing. That nigga wasn’t supposed to go against him. See what happens when you get in your feelings, you get your ass beat. Fuck you and this fucking session.”
“Beans, my nigga, you said the same shit about Leek when you had his ass in here a few years back. I’m not saying you’re the reason he’s locked up now, but those who know, know your pops gave that nigga time he didn’t deserve.”
