Chapter 8- Not doing anything really
It was the next day. Since I didn’t have school, I slept in. When I finally woke up, it was twelve in the afternoon. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I took a shower and then went to my closet. I didn’t know what I was going to wear.
I looked through my closest. I decided to dress cute today. I might go somewhere. I grabbed my black mid-thigh t-shirt dress that has the word ‘Baddie’ on the end of it. I added a black/burgundy varsity jacket, burgundy knee high socks and my black combat boots.
Then I moved over to my vanity. I sprayed and brushed my hair. I had in weave so I didn’t need to do much with my hair. I put on gold chain, gold studs and added some red lip stain.
Once I was done, I went downstairs. I grabbed a yogurt granola bar and water. I ran back up the stairs and grabbed my black cross body, phone and keys.
I text my mom telling her that I was leaving the house. I locked up and got in my car. I cut the car on and turned the radio on. My song came on.
Song: Walk thru by Rich Homie Quan
I be feeling like the man when I walk through
Ain’t stunting what you saying when I walk through
I got all these hoes staring when I walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through
People I don't know naw I don’t talk to
Me and Problem in this bitch, he a boss too
Sitting at the round table making boss moves
I done walk thru with Gucci on my feet
Who got more money, you or me?
I’mma walk through usually with my nigga bets believe
That I got the tool on me I done snuck passed security
What the fuck, do you need glasses just to see
Me when I’m coming full speed, got that V12 running
And I’mma jump the fence if I see 12 coming
Even if I were blind, I could still smell money
I can't trust no outside niggas, they could tell on me
I’m the alphabet boy ‘cause I keep an L on me
I smoke good, throwing up my set in your hood, nigga
I be feeling like the man when I walk through
Ain’t stunting what you saying when I walk through
I got all these hoes staring when I walk through
I done made a few bands when I walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
Watch me, watch me, hey, watch me walk through
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Love Has No Color
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