"that was a good ass performance nigga" chris dapped me up, "thanks bro." i put my dreads up so they weren't in my face anymore.
i was in vegas for a show, jalia was gonna come, but she ended up not coming. i felt bad leaving her alone, but it's not like i told her she couldn't come or anything, i missed her.
"you gon go crazy for this after party?" wop came outta nowhere, putting his long ass tree branch of an arm around my shoulder, "yeah nigga of course, i got the hennessy." i grabbed the bottle from the table, he nodded in acceptance. "you always got the good shit."
"we got some bitches on the way, you gon like em" hunter told me, i gave him a weird look. sometimes i forget they got no clue jalias pregnant. "nah." i shook my head, opening the bottle of hennessy, and taking a few sips of it.
"oh yeah, you got that one bitch, jayla? right?" he questioned, "jalia" i corrected, he nodded his head. "close enough" he shrugged, taking a sip of the hennessy.
"ion see her though, cmon have some fun. i'm sure you been a loyal ass nigga, what's one night gonna do" one of hunters ugly ass friends said, laughing his ass off. "i'm good." i said, tryna keep my replies simple. these niggas know they make me mad, but i was tryna stay chill tonight, especially after a lit ass performance in vegas.
"BORING ASS NIGGA ALERT! SIMP ASS NIGGA ALERT!" wop started running around the room we were in backstage, "mannn, shut up, y'all jus jealous cause all the bitches y'all waste y'all time on are hoes." i slapped wop in the back of his big ass head.
