Love and War {Book 3}

Chapter 6

Naomi's POV

Today's the day..... Jamar and I audition for the rap contest and I am so nervous. A lot of people are practicing while I make sure I have my barbz voice down. I breathe in and out
before mumbling one I made up.

Cause I pull up in that Porsche but it ain't De Rossi

Pretty bitches only can get in my posse

Yes, My name is Roman, last name is Zolanski

But no relation to Roman Polanski

Hey yo, baby bop, fuck you and your EP

Who's gassin' this hoe? BP?

Hmm thinks, 1, 2, 3, to the Nicki Minaj blink

Cause these hoes so musty

Hoes is so crusty, these bitches is my sons

And I don't want custody

Hoes so musty

Hoes is so crusty, these bitches is my sons

And I don't want custody

"Nice one" Jamar says snaping me out of my phase

"Thanks"

"Jamar and Naomi" Jamar grabbed my hand wishing me good luck and we walked on stage letting our hands be free.

"Naomi you can start" the judge said

" Clap, clap, clap for this pussy, nigga
But I can't give this pussy to a pussy nigga

Aw man, slow down

I'ma give you somethin' that you could hold down

But I can't give you head, I'm too ill for that

I'ma make a movie still kill bill for that

'Cause what the fuck, this ain't Chanel, nigga, custom gown?

What the fuck, I ain't smokin' hot, bust me down?

You the same clown nigga that was runnin' me down?

Now you all up in the store 'cause you wanna be down?" I finish

"Good job" they all agreed before Jamar went

"

Smoking weed under star projectors

I guess we'll never know what Harvard gets us

But seeing my family have it all

Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall

And really, I think I like who I'm becoming

There's times where I might do it just to do it

Like it's nothing
There's times when I might blow like 50k on a vacation

For all my soldiers just to see the looks on all they faces

All it took was patience

I got a lot of friends to come up off the strip for me

The same ones that'll come up off the hip for me

The realest niggas say "your lyrics do shit for me"

I told my story, it made his story

Tell em I'mma need reservations for 20

I've never really been one for the preservation of money
Nah, I much rather spend it all while I'm breathing