#da last real nigga left 2

[mythiccheroacademia]

Hey!! Could we please get more sugar daddy fics with a black reader ofc 😋 idk if you've done shoto already but that'd be nice or hawks and deku💕

A/N: “wrist on glitter, waist on thinner, imma show you how to bag a eight-figure nigga” 👅💋 I enjoyed this way too much

All characters are 18+

Warnings: it got a lil spicy so imma put the line 

Todoroki Shouto:

this mf has money to burn 

we all know todoroki came out the womb w cash from his hair to his ass 

he’s on some “yes, jeff bezos knows me” type shit so if you’re tryna end up with someone that’s gonna possibly buy you a house, he’s your guy 

he slid into your dms after you posted a pic with your skin moisturized and glistening under golden hour and your body had him wanting to run laps 

he had been plottin on you for a min but never got the motivation to do something about it until then

he’s a no strings attached type of sugar daddy

todoroki is a big name even outside of hero work and he’s well aware of all the people that have tried to use him. so instead of letting that happen, he’s decided to do things on his own terms 

when yall first started talking, he questioned you like this was managerial position at apple 💀 

best believe he ran an in-depth background check and made you sign an NDA 💀💀💀

he was a tough one

but you passed w flying colors and y’all settled on an arrangement

you have a weekly allowance that hits your bank account every saturday with some bonuses that he’ll give you depending on how the week goes

todoroki isnt needy nor is he one to be all up in your business 

it’s actually weird in an endearing kind of way? 

he only wants to have conversations with you 

i mean, dont get me wrong, he’s up for anything you are

todoroki would be a liar if he said he never ended some nights with a picture of you and a hand down his pants 

but that’s not what he’s mainly looking for 

you figure out very quickly that shouto just wants someone to talk to 

he’ll randomly hit up your phone and have a 30 min convo about something like the weather or hero politics, and then he’ll dip

next thing you know, you got $1000 in your cashapp

you kind of panicked bc like...wtf? 

your dumb ass messaged him: “did you mean to send $1000?”

sis, dont put a question mark where God put a period

him: “Yes.”

and that was the end of that

you dont question anymore

he’s not doting in any kind of way, and sometimes you lowkey think he forgets about you, but you still get your allowance 

doesn’t send a lot of gifts unless you explicitly state you want something

he doesnt text back a lot, but he tried to respond when he can

but i do see him liking it when you send him mundane things you do throughout your day, like pics of cookies you baked, or a cool plant you saw at home depot

and he enjoys the times you and him end up just trashing his father for nearly an hour. expect to find flowers, with some expensive ass coats or something at your door the next morning 

he really fucks w your laid back vibe 

sometimes he forgets you guys arent really supposed to be friends 

Takami Kiego (Hawks):

this is not hawks’ first time being a sugar daddy

he’s hot, rich, and one of the most eligible bachelor’s in japan with a life that prevents him from having anything too serious

so, long story short, he’s a veteran at this 

he used to be the type to reach out to instagram baddies but he had a couple bad run-ins and decided to stick with the official sites because it was a lot more secure on both ends 

the funny thing was, you set up your account a long time ago as a joke. though at one point, you did take it seriously, but you came in contact with a lot of super creepy men that sexualized you for your skin and ethnicity. 

you were tired of the “chocolate king/queen” and “amazonian god/dess” comments,so you took a break. you didnt have much activity since

so imagine youre surprise when the #2 hero hit your line talking about some 

“Hey~ I’ll get straight to the point. I think you’re beautiful and I’d like to talk with you about an arrangement” 

you thought this was a fake account, but after he chatting for a little and sending some pictures, you knew he was the real deal 

hawks is your standard tit-for-tat transaction sugar daddy

he’s the type to hit you up at night with a “how ya doing, dove? got any pics for me?”

he’s good about his respect ad won’t do anything out of line

it’s the bare minimum, be he doesnt fetishize you so that’s always nice 

however, he does make you call him daddy, sir, etc. whether it’s through text, call, or when y’all get together for...reasons

ngl his dicc game is fire

he might ghost you for a week or so but he’ll always come back with a nice check to make up for it 

just be careful about catching feelings bc he’s so fucking smooth. he makes you feel like you’ve got his heart, but dont fall for that shit

if you think you can “change him” or fuflfil whatever wattpad romance fantasy lives in your head, he is not your guy. you better get on w your life before you get your heart broken

he’s here to suck, fuck, send pics, do a little phone call here n there, send some money, and go 

if you’re not with all that, you might as well dip 

but if you’re cool with that, rest assured, you’re gonna be living your best mf life with this man in your wallet 

and good news, you might not be his only, but you are his favorite

there’s just something about you that’s got him giving you a few extra thousand than he normally does 

he doesnt take his sugar babies on proper dates bc he’s gotta stay away from media outlets, but he will invite you to his office for a “lunch break”

if you ever surprise him with a cute but sexy hawks cosplay, you won’t have to work for two whole weeks bc you cant walk  

overall, he’s a good sugar daddy. defintely good for your pockets and any other non-romantic desires you want fulfilled

Mirodirya Izuku:  

the way you two met and came to this arrangement was more or less an accident

the life of the number one pro-hero was lonely and stressful 

he’s tried to dip his toes in the water here and there, but it never worked out because not many people could deal with the fact that he’d always put hero work first

he was teetering on the edge of signing up for one of those sugar daddy/baby websites until he met you at some cafe he passed by 

it’s cliche really. you were his server and, honestly? he was hooked on day one 

he watched you intently as you pranced around in your cute uniform. he couldnt stop admiring your brown skin and eyes and how cute your hair was. you spoke with such enthusiasm and cheerfulness that he couldnt help but swoon. and it didn’t hurt that you were very easy on the eyes

he listened to you as you went on a spiel about how college was a fortune and how you stayed up last night for a project bc you had to pick up extra shifts

that’s when he made his decision

by the time the hero is out of the door, you collected the reciept and almost fainted when you realized he left you a $500 tip and his personal number 

“i enjoyed talking to you today and i hope we can continue that...here’s something small to help with your bills. and i hope this isnt too forward but you’re very beautiful. stay safe. deku.”

and what did you do that night?

you called his ass right back

you were nervous as hell bc you still couldnt believe this was real, but after talking on the phone with him for two hours, an arrangement was set

midoriya is the most gentlemen like sugar daddy out there 

you wake up to good morning texts and a few hundred in your bank account almost every two days 

he goes crazy over your insta posts. and if you wear something green? expect a bonus

takes you out shopping unprovoked 

izuku: “are you busy? i saw you were having a rough week and was wondering if you wanted to go to that new outlet mall downtown”

you: 🏃🏾‍♀️💨  

you most certainly had homework due that night but what tf you look like missing out on that offer? 

it’s after so many “dates” that deku realizes that he prefers hanging around you more than he should but he doesnt wanna ruin anything so he keeps that underwraps 

he’s the idiot that goes into this thinking he won’t fall in love

deku defintely has some dirty thoughts about you but he doesnt try to bring it up unless you do first

if you’re comfortable with anything nsfw, you gone see a whole different side to izuku

he’s a giver, giver, giver, but when he recieves, he just about loses it

send him “innocent” pics of yourself matched with a string of filthy texts and he’ll combust 

when you send him pics of yourself in deku-themed lingre, he deadass sends you a whole black card with your name on it as a thank you

you guys get very comfortable with each other very quickly

soon enough, DA’s start turning into y/n stayng over for a week 

you both realize this relatiosnhip runs a lot deeper than an arrangement when he accidentally let it slip that he told his mom about you 

he’s profusely apologizing but you shut him up with a kiss and tell him that you’ve kinda caught feelings yourself 

your next conversation works out well for the both of you 

[duvayknox]

DEAR BIG HOMIE

DEAR BIG HOMIE: GOD, mayne. Look heah. Every since U let  dem Horsepital peeples MURDER mah DADDY I began 2 wonder bout YOU like U aint even hear mah PRAYERS 2 KEEP Him heah among the LIving.

I C How U are wich is 2 say U aint SHIT god!!!! 

All mah LIFE I have heard U say thru Yo PREACHERS and TEACHERS dat Wee shood Pray when we really NEED Sumpen and dat U wood NOT only HEAR butt ANSWER Us.

Butt mebbe its jes MEE cuz U aint hear shit or mebbe U DID butt U ackted like U aint Hear Mee. Ion kno if U was trippin on sumpen mee n Ya Boy LUKE had got 2getha and did when wee  whupped dat Nigga FRED ass in da PARK.

Butt Hee brought dat on his self 4 fuckin wit Mah MAMA lil FOOD GARDEN shee been tryna keep goin 4 her TOMATOES/POTATO/CUCUMBERS/SQUASH n whutnot.

And shee tole mee she had been praying too dat U wood keep dem lil bad ass kids of Miss Johnson nem dat live down da Street off her shit. Anyway I did 90 days in LOCK-UP fo dat shit so I had thawt dat was settled.

So I KNO u aint holding dat against Mee?! Lease I ane think so.

Butt ion kno bout U no mo.

Seem like u been on one er since dat day. U ack like wee aint kool no mo.

And up til U fucked round and aint sho up when mah Daddy died u was like THE BIG HOMIE 2 mee. I C how U is.

Jes when a Nigga NEED You'U BAIL.

B4 This nobody cooda tole mee SHIT bout You. Cuz I bleeved in U when nobody else did or wood. Cuz I FUCKED wit U like dat is whut I tole dem Niggaz.

Muthafuckaz thawt I was krazy doe.

Butt I aint give not ONE Fuck bout WHUT nobody THAWT cuz I knew U was REAL widdit.

Now Im da FOO. U done left mee holding da BAG like a STOOPID muthafucka.

I aint never been da type-a-Nigga to be da BAG HOLDER 4 NOBODY. That aint how I gits down.

YET dats ezackly how U set mee up.

Afta all da BRAGGIN I was dooing on U this how U doo mee!! Ya Nigga?!

Now Niggaz astin mee all kinda QUESTIONS now n shit bout YOU n whutnot dat I dont wanna answer. Fo Real.

Ion Blame nobody butt mee cuz I shooda known U wood pull sum shit like this frum dat time I ast U 4-a-Bike way bak when I was a SHAWTY and it never showed up.

So I had 2 STEAL one instead. I shooda KNOWN den U was LAME.

Butt NAH I kept on Thinking and Bleeving in YO shit.

And mostly dat was how wee was raised by mah Mama n Daddy. U dont QUESTION GOD bout whut HEE doo dey said.

Hee always LATE butt RITE ON TIME is da shit er body nem useta say.

So I grew up bleeving dat too. Even tho I neva got dat BIKE.

Then U let dat Big ass country-fed white boy knock mee off mah BIKE  I had stolen AND let him take it. Then when I TOOK it bak I got in trubble wit 5-0!!

See how U doo me??!!

They aint bleeve mee butt they bleeved da white boy. Made mee give da shit bak!!!!

I PRAYED n I Prayed bout dat 2 U too.

Butt guess wut?!

U aint give-a-FUCK!!

Butt mah DUMB ass kept rite on fuckin wit U.

Meanwile U was showing mee yo ENTIRE ass doe.

Now mah DADDY Dead n shit.

Cuz despite it all–and even tho Hee KNEW how U was hee STILL kept da FAITH and kept HOPE ALIVE.

The same wit mah MAMA hoo ironickally DIED wile she was on her KNEES Praying to YOU or Yo Son J.C. hoo has also prooved 2 B a AINT SHIT Nigga.

I SWEAR: Im jes really DISAPPOINTED and SICK of BOFF of yall fo real.

I TRUST MONEY mo den either one of yall now.

And the Day a MAN gotta Trust CASH Over GOD is sum sad/sad shit. Butt U got yo name all ova dat shit too doe!!

Yet n still: I tell U wut doe–MONEY has been BETTER to MEE than YOU have.

And I shood not have 2 say dat.

Butt I doo cuz its TRUE.

And whuts even SADDER is MUCH Money I done gave You on SUNDAYS.

And I aint tom bout not jes ONE SUNDAY.

Im tom bout ERRY Sunday I went in mah POCKETS and TITHED major LOOT to Yo ass.

Damn near PAID For Mah SINS on sum CHEERFUL GIVER Shit.

Butt soon as I hit a LICK & a PRAYER and NEED you-U aint NO WHERE 2 B Found!

Mayne U got me FUCKED Up.

Butt U Kno WHUT??!!

Its not jes YOU.

Its ALL you Muthafuckaz dat kall Ya Self Gods.

YOU/ALLAH/JEHOVAH/YAHWEH/MORONI.

Erry Last ONE ov U NEGROES aint shit butt a LAME NAME Full ov GAME hoo always FAT MOUFIN bout SERVING Yall.

Well all yall kan KISS MAH HAPPY NAPPY BLACK ASS 4 never beeing around when a NIGGA really and TRULY Needs Yall the MOST.

Sincerely,

Yo Useta Be Nigga

[shaekingshitup]

Stay Grounded (Grindin Pt 2)

A/N: Writing this was a battle but I learned some things so it’s cool. Definitely don’t plan on anymore stories with these two. I don’t think I like Reader Inserts rn. But hey, he came back! If I told you I’d tag you and I didn’t I’m sorry. Idk a good method of actually keeping a taglist yet. D: This has been chillin in my drafts. Hopefully, you like it. Honestly, just thanks for reading! 💕

Word Count: 3.8k-ish but I swear it feels like 500 plot wise

Part 1

“Thanks Paul. I’ll see you next week,” you said as you placed one of your favorite regular’s drink on the counter.

“Bye Y/N” he called out on his way towards the exit. You checked in with your staff to make sure that they were doing okay. You weren’t an overbearing owner. You trained employees whom were competent and that you trusted to carry on your business when you weren’t there. But, you did your best to make yourself available to stop in when you knew your crew would be busiest. Plus, Grindin was your baby. You could never stay away for too long.

GRINDIN chimed out as another patron came in. You looked up to greet whomever it was with a smile.

“Michaela! Hey girl. Long time no see.” you greeted

“I know. I was honeymooning with my baaa-by,” she sang moving her goddess braids so that they were behind her back and making sure her diamond ring was on full display.

“YAS! Girl, I am so happy for you and Jon. I hope you two had a wonderful time. I see you over there Mrs. Kirk. Are you getting your usual today?” you asked.

“Girl, you don’t know the HALF of it. My boss paid for da baby and me to go on an all expenses trip to Bahamas,” you widened your eyes at this. You can’t even remember your last real vacation.  “Originally we were just going to spend a weekend away in San Diego. But, he surprised us with a week long paid vacation to the one place Jon and I truly wanted to visit. I can’t quit smiling.” she sighed with one of the brightest smiles you’d ever seen on someone. You couldn’t help but smile back. “But anywho, I’m not here for the usual actually. My boss just got back to the country from some away business as well and I guess his time away switched up his tastebuds. He’s going to take a large Brew Thang and I’ll stick with my usual small, hot Bad n Brewjie with whipped cream.”

“Absolutely girl. Comin’ right up,” Michaela handed over the business card to pay and afterwards you transitioned over to the bar to start on the drinks.It was clear that Michaela had more to say. You could see it in her body language that she was holding on to something that she needed to spill.

“Somethin’ on your mind sis? Gone ahead and spit it out.” you assured her.

“What’re you doing tonight?” she asked out of the blue.

“I’ve got a lil date tonight. Why do you ask?”

“Wait. Sis, you got a nigga?” Michaela whispered quite loudly as she raised her left eyebrow. That got you a few glances from some people working at the countertop. You were certain that the one with headphones in had heard her loud ass too. She could be really nosey sometimes but you still appreciated her presence and her business whenever she stopped in.

“Hahaha. Not at the moment.  It’s a date with myself because I deserve to eat well and be treated right -even if I’m the only one treating. Why? What’s happening tonight?” you asked trying not to reveal too much of your intrigue. Sure you had plans but if the offer was right, you could bend em.

“ Okay. So, my boss actually asked me to invite you to dinner tonight at The Liftoff because-“

“The Liftoff? Wait, who the hell is your boss? fucking President Barack Obama?” you damn near yelped as you stared at her with your eyebrows reaching the ceiling. In order to get into The Liftoff you had to have money. Not just a lil cheddar. But BIG BANK! More than that you had to have clout.  If you didn’t have someone invite you, you were never getting in. Many people hadn’t even heard of it- you happened to have a few wealthy and loyal customers stop in every now and then and had overheard them discussing it once.

“His name is Erik. I’m not sure if you remember him but I guess he was in here a few weeks ago,”

2 weeks and 3 days ago sis. But hey, who’s counting? You thought.

“That was when I was out for my wedding. I guess it was a good thing too.”

Aloud, you feigned delayed recognition “Oh yeaahhh. Yeah, I remember him stopping in”

“He was planning on picking you up tonight at six to go to dinner and finish up where y’all left off..” she trailed and left the floor for you. She was not so subtly implying that you two had started something and she was all ears.

“Well, sis. You can let Mr. Erik know that I’m unavailable for the evening. And if he wants to see me, Imma need him to come in here and ask me himself,” you said placing both drinks on the countertop.

“You playing hard to get sis?” she countered.

“I’m not playing anything. I have standards and I know my worth through and through. If he can’t come ask me face to face himself, then the answer will forever be no.”  

Michaela was shocked by your response but managed to get out “I’ll be certain to relay the message.” As she made her exit, she turned back to you. “I respect you sis. A lot of females see a nigga like him and are ready to hop over the counter at one of his slick ass lines. You’re bout to give him a run for his money- and he got plenty!” she cackled.  With that she left and left you alone with your thoughts.

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When you made it back to your place, it was time for a shower. The smell of coffee was one of your personal tell-tales signs of how long you’d spent at your shop to make sure everything was in order. Right now, the scent was permeating around you. It had been stated on more than one occasion that you were a workaholic. You simply cared about your baby and wanted to make sure that you gave the best back to the city that raised you. So, it was always hard to establish boundaries for when you had to tend to yourself rather than Grindin. But today was your day.

The second you opened the door, you started shedding your clothes as if they were contaminated. You loved walking around your condo bare ass naked- without a care in the world as to who did or did not see you in all your glory. You adjusted your A/C to a crisp 68 degrees and headed to your bathroom to start your water. Grabbing your phone, you put on a fun playlist to dance to a little. Kiana Ledé’s “Bouncin” started playing out of your waterproof speaker and you hopped in to wash the morning away and bounce a little yourself. The rest of the day was going to be a self-care day. You had it all planned out. First, shower. Next, nap. Then, you planned on putting on a little makeup, serving looks with your latest fit, doing some shopping and then you’d take yourself to dinner. You made sure to do this at least once a month with yourself. Sometimes people would see you dressed to impressed and they’d take pity on you for being alone. But that wasn’t how you saw it at all and you let them know it. Whenever anyone gave you sad eyes or took it upon themselves to join you on your night out, you let them know that this was your intended personal time and that you weren’t crumbled or broken by not having someone to sit across from you.

Obviously, there were times you really wished that someone would take it upon themselves to treat you so you didn’t have to do it yourself. But, on these nights you made sure to be appreciative of who you were whether there was an admirer to acknowledge this or not. Your mind drifted over these things as you hopped out the shower and moisturized your body from head to toe.

Shower ✅

You re-entered your room and buried yourself beneath your covers. The silk sheets had been calling out your name since you’d step foot inside and you were done denying them their request. It was time for that nap. 💤💤😴

——————————————

FRESH OUT THE BOX

STOP, LOCK AND WATCH

READY YET, GET SET

IT’S AALL THAT!

called out from your bedside dresser as you stretched out your limbs and tried to reach out for the phone.

OHHHHHH, OH, OHHHHHHHHHHHHH

THIS IS ALL THAT!

THIS IS ALLL THAT!

“Fuck it,” you said as you hopped out the bed and began your performance. You grabbed your phone and used it as your mic as your bedroom became your stage.

Check it, check it, check it

Now this is just an introduction

Before I blow your mind

The show is All of That and yes we do it all the time

So sit your booty on the floor or in a chair

Ground or in the air

Just don’t go no-where!

You gave it all you had for the full 1 minute and 6 seconds only ceasing when the alarm tune was starting over from the top. Dancing was one of your favorite ways to wake up. It made you feel more alive and ready to conquer the rest of your day.

Nap ✅

You meander over to the kitchen to grab a banana and some cranberry juice before tossing on an oversized t-shirt and sitting in front of your vanity. Next on your list was makeup. You synched your phone’s bluetooth to your mirror and played your Self Love playlist to sing along to. You planned on applying a light beat and wanted to make sure you did so without getting any makeup on your body.  Makeup was not your forté by any means but you loved to play a little and were able to copy all the simple tutorials. Today that mean browns all around. You dabbed on some foundation and two brown eye shadows, one that was subtle and another with more shimmer to compliment your natural glow. A little black eyeliner, mascara and nude lip gloss to bring it all together.

Makeup ✅

The fit for the evening was on point if you did say so yourself. A little casual but alluring nevertheless. 

Jade green bottoms which accentuated your curves with a cream colored long sleeve shirt that had a very deep v cut. You were really playin into your sexy side for the evening and it made you feel bold and dangerous.

You went with rose gold accessories to compliment your brown skin and eyes. Your watch and lock necklace were simple but altogether the look had you feelin like you were an 11/10 and that was the goal. You always wanted to remember that you were desired-even if only by yourself. You removed your phone from the charger, responding to a quick text from Lu about your plans for the evening and when you’d be available, disconnected your music from the bluetooth mirror and headed to your front door to put on your heels.

Serve these fuckin looks ✅

———

You were on your fourth store and your Gummy Bear smoothie was all but gone. Thus far nothing was really speaking to you. You’d purchased some accessories and  saw a lot of cute clothing items but nothing that was significant enough to bring home. Your shopping rule was : “If you don’t love it in the store, you won’t love it at home,”. You exited the boutique and made your way to the escalator ascending to the second level where you parked your car. You reached for your phone as it vibrated in your back pocket. Glancing at the screen you saw that it was Ray who was reaching out.

“Hey Ray J!” you laughed at the nickname he despised. His one wish was that you would stop calling him that.

“Y/N where are you?” he sounded concerned. He hadn’t even yelled at you for using the nickname that he couldn’t stand.

“I’m leaving the mall. What’s wrong?”

“Jaime had a family emergency and can’t close tonight. Eve is there but she’s still new you know. He had to leave and no one else is available to come in for him and close,” he said.

“Really? No Sherell, Chris or Rico?”

“No. None of them can make it. I would go in but I’m in Frisco right now. I know it’s your date night and I hate to do this. But, do you think you can close up?”

“Yeah.” you sighed, “Yeah, I can make it. It’s almost quitting time anyways. Plus I’m hella closer than you are. But just know you owe me! If you took your ass across the bridge on a whim, the dick better be good! ”

“Trust me boo it will be and I got you next time!”

“Yeah, whatever.” You hung up and wondered why the hell Ray decided to go to San Francisco on a whim when he was scheduled to be back up in case anything went awry for the evening. That was the whole purpose of the schedule that the two of you created. This was a perfect example of something unexpected occurring and yet he was M.I.A. You pondered these thoughts as you headed to your car and headed back towards your shop. You made sure to call and cancel your dinner reservation because that definitely wasn’t happening anymore.

Thank God I always keep a change of clothes at work you thought, cringing about how awkward it would be to slang coffee with your titties on full display considering you’d forgone a bra for the evening.

When you pulled up it was 6:30. The shop closed at 8 tonight so you had half an hour before you began pre-close. You walked in and scurried to the back to change into a merch sweater which read “Stay Grounded and some black leggings.

Eve was holding it down as best as she could. But it was evident that she was stressed.

“Hey, I’ll take the bar. You go ahead and ring em up, okay?” you offered.

She sighed and released a lot of the tension in her shoulders. “Okay.”

There were already 4 drinks waiting to be made. So, you got to work.

“Sorry your first night shift has been a bit of a whirlwind,” you told her once it had slowed down a bit. It was 6:58 and you didn’t anticipate there being too much of a let up. “Do you have your pre-close list with you?”

“Yeah. I was going to do the final bathroom check.”

“Great! Go ahead and get started. I’ll do most of the behind the counter stuff tonight. You focus on the customer areas. I may call you if orders get crazy,”

“Sounds like a plan boss!”

“Y/N!” you corrected.

Customers trickled in throughout the last hour. But when 7:45 came around and they saw that you were already cleaning up shop, most of them started to pack up their things and go. By 7:56 you were ecstatic. Everyone was gone. You just had to lock the door and then you could count money and tips, do a final sweep and mop and head out the shop. At least that was the plan, until you heard GRINDIN chime throughout the store at 7:58 P.M. You rolled your eyes. Unfortunately, this was no new occurrence to you. Customers were notorious for getting their final fix in the last few minutes before you closed up. Most of the time it didn’t bother you. But tonight, you were hungry and jaded that your plans for the evening had changed.

“Welcome! I just want to let you know that we will be closing in just a couple minutes here,” you called out without looking up as you wiped down the counter, “Let me know if you have any questions.”

“Yeah I got one.” the timber of his voice compelled you to stop and give him your full attention. You looked up to see Erik, dressed in a slightly less formal ensemble than when you’d first met. 

He adorned a pair of dark trousers, a white button up shirt with polka dots and suede loafers. But, he still looked so..

“Delicious?” he asked.

Hol’ up. First he’s Barack and now he reads minds too?

“I’m sorry” you say trying and failing to hide your flustered nature. “What was that?”

He smirked. “It’s okay baby girl. I’m sure you got a lot to take in with your day and all,” he stated as he took a few steps forward which didn’t help to alleviate your confused state at all. “I said since you took the time to introduce me to something new. I haven’t been able to get you off my mind. How about tonight it’s my turn to show you something delicious?”

Your reaction came as if you were on auto-pilot.

“I would love to but I’m barely closing up shop. By the time I count the drawer and we find a restaurant and actually place an order it’ll be pretty late. You shouldn’t hold off on dinner on account of me,” you said.

Erik kissed his teeth. “Yo workaholic ass don’t know how to say ‘no’ to anyone who wanna show you a good time, do you?” It must have been a rhetorical question because he went on, “Gone ahead and finish up closing your shop. When you done, meet me in the back.”

“Hold on. I

“Aht- aht- aht. This is no longer an option. This is the game plan. Close up, freshen up into some non-coffee gear and meet me out back. I’ll be there.” he said sternly and with that, he left.

Eve came out from the back of the shop with a broom in hand. You stood there frozen for a moment.

Did this negro just boss me around? In my own damn shop?? You thought.

Yes. Yes. He did sis. And you liked it so shut up and close up!

You locked the front door to bar anyone else from coming in and started counting the drawer. By the time you were done, Eve had swept, mopped the front and turned on the fans to help the floor dry quickly.

“Great job tonight Eve! I’m sure in the future it won’t be as.. disruptive. Either way, you killed it.”

“Thanks Y/N did you need me to stay or-?”

“Uh-uh. Go ahead sis!”. The second you locked the door behind her. You dashed to the restroom to freshen up and put on your clothes from earlier in the day. You rolled on some perfume and reapplied your gloss before you hit all the lights, locked the door, set the alarm and circled around the back of the shop.

When you got there, you came to a full stop and your jaw dropped. It was gorgeous. The back lot of the shop was decorated in lights throughout the trees. In the center there was a table for two, a whole ass waiter and was that music? You glanced around to find that tucked away in the corner there was indeed a harpist playing beautiful melodies.

“Damn girl and I thought I was going to surprise you with my view,” Erik said as you turned around to face him. He was holding a single purple daisy- which just happened to be your favorite flower. He placed it in your hands and pulled out your chair for you to have a seat.

“How? How did you do all of this and how did you know this was my favorite flower?” you asked with an expression of bewilderment taking over your features.

“I promise I’ll explain alldat baby girl. But first, I need to say I’m sorry”. This surprised you. You’d spent less than an hour in this man’s presence but he already didn’t strike you as the apologetic type.You placed your flower on the table and gave a nod of your head for him to go on. “When I met you a few weeks back. I meant to ask yo fine ass out right then and there. Unfortunately, that call that I got was urgent and it needed me to leave the country immediately,”. He finished.

“Oh my. Is everything alright?” you asked

“It is now. I handled it as I always do,” he stated with a conceited grin, “That’s why I came back to ask you out. I don’t leave anything unfinished.”

“Last time I checked this wasn’t an option. You didn’t ask nothin” He chuckled at that. The waiter came over at that moment to introduce himself, present the menu and fill up your water. He didn’t need to explain anything because there weren’t options on it. It was simply an itinerary for what your palette could expect. Appetizer, Entree, Dessert. They were all your favorites with a subtle twist. You were impresed. The menu was elegantly done and it looked fly as hell. You might have to keep a copy to give to Lu for inspiration.

“Well, actually I did,” Erik began when Duke, the waiter made his exit, “I was in earlier to ask yo stubborn ass-”

“You got one more time to talk about my ass before this becomes a solo event,” you interjected.

“Aight, bet. We can take a pause on that ass for now,” he smirked, “I was in earlier to ask you to dinner face to face, but yo people told me that you were unavailable for the evening. So, we made a few changes to make you available.”

“You what?”

“I paid ya mans Jaime a few bills to take the night off. Ray and Lulu was already on board,” you glanced down at the menu of our favorite foods again, “yup. That was them. They told me what you like. I just got the chef and made sure that Michaela hired the right people to make this vision come together. We all agree that it’s time for you to take a break, ma”

“Wait a minute. You bribed my staff? Plus, Lulu and Ray were in cahoots with you on this?! You barely even know me.”

“And? I’m tryna know you”

“I’m just sayin that’s a hole lotta trouble for a virtual stranger.”

“But you not a stranger. You the one that left me satisfied. Now just enjoy the rest of the evening and let me do the same for you,” he said as he picked up your hand and caressed it all the while never breaking eye contact with you.

“Okay.” you got out meekly. You cleared your throat and tried again. “Okay, Imma let you finish what you started,” you said

He smiled one of the most genuine and naturally alluring smiles you’d ever seen.

“ I can already tell you ain’t used to letting others take control. But don’t worry ma. I got this and I got you,” you were all the way blushing at this point, “Tell me about your day. Was it as brewtiful as you are?”

You laughed out loud as Duke placed your appetizers in front of you. “You corny.”

“And you like it,” You could already tell that he was going to do good on his word. You were leaving satisfied tonight one way or another.

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Chapter 1 ~ Wake Up Call

**6 MONTHS EARLIER**

Andrea Dominique

“MA!!!!!! CAN YOU COME GET THE TWINS PLEASE!!!!!” I screamed while I was in the bathroom,

My little brothers were bothering me while I was in the bathroom, they were 8, and absolutely annoying.

I heard my mom come into my room, and yell at the boys, “Micah and Major! Why are you bothering your sister!”

They both mumbled, but I didn’t really pay attention. “Go find your father somewhere! and get away from your sister’s bathroom.” She scolded

“Yes ma’am.” and they ran away.

I let go a sign of relief, until I heard a knock at the door, “Nique, hurry up with whatever you’re doing, we have to drop you off at to see your mother, and then we have family dinner tonight.”

I opened the door, and stood my mom in front of me. Technically, my step-mother but as far as I’m concerned she is my real mother. Giselle Cartier.  

By the look on my face, she knew I wasn’t too keen on the idea of my plans for the rest of the day.

“Look, Daddy and I don’t want to take you to see her, but until you’re 18, that’s the deal, twice a month.” She smiled, empathetically

“I know, but family dinner, like the whole family?” I grimaced

She laughed, “Yes, the whole family. Now get dressed sweetie.” She kissed my head and left.

I sighed sitting on my bed, now if it was just my family, I would be fine. But everyone? That’s not something I look forward too.

Now, we have my family:

My daddy is Dominic, My Mom is Giselle, My older brother is Dominic Zacharie Mason, My little sister is Adrianna Madison, My twin little brothers are Dylan Zane Micah and Dorian Zacharyah Major.

My Aunt Elizabethe, my mom’s sister, and her daughter Zoey Kaliea.

My Aunt Olivia and Uncle Jeremiah and Their kids, Marie, Maurice, and Aiden

My Uncle X and his ex wife my aunt Kamryn, with their kids, Kamani, Kamari and Xavier III

My uncle Rakim and his wife my aunt Rosie and their son AJ

My aunt Lei

and last but not the greatest, the most two horrible people in my family, my own older sister Angelique Marie and my aunt Liv’s daughter Sage Elise.

You’d think, I would get along with my own sister, but I haven’t and I never have.

“NIQUE!! IT’S TIME TO GO!!!!” My daddy yelled.  

“COMING!”

~

You’d think visiting my birth mother in jail would be the worst part of my day, but it truly wasn’t.

My real mom is Alexxandra Kaitlyn Rossi. My full name is Andrea Dominique Rossi Cartier. and I prefer to just be called Dominique Cartier.

The reason she’s in jail, is because she shot and almost killed my father, aunt and brother, while killing a judge, and 2 officers. She got pregnant with me to get my dad away from my step mother. But we see how that all worked out.

My real mom hates my step mom and vice versa. Whereas, I adore my stepmom, And sometimes, my real mom prefers Angelique over me. and I cant stand my sister.  So as you see we don’t have the best relationship.

Sitting in the car, Maddie whispered to me, “Nique, you okay?”

I nodded my head, “Are you worried about Angel?” She asked again

I shrugged, “ I would just rather she not speak to me, but you know how that goes.”

Maddie just nodded, “Well let’s hope she’s not on 1000 tonight.”

“Let’s hope.” 

~

Sitting at the table, everyone was talking and laughing, enjoying everyone’s company. I was sitting by Zoey, or as I call her Lea, we are the same age, 16, and our birthdays are a few months apart, with her being older. She’s literally my best friend.

We were talking about school and the latest party coming up, when Angel and Sage walked in, as late as always.

Angel went around the table giving hugs and hello to everyone at the table except me. Sage did the exact same thing, only she said hi to me. And just by my luck, the only two chairs available were across from Lea and I.

“Angelique.” My father scolded.

“Yes daddy?” She said batting her eyelashes at our father.

“Angelique Marie, stop. Say hello to your sister.” He said  

“I did Daddy, I said hello to Maddie.”

Lea whispered under her breath, “Here we go again.”

That’s when Aunt Lizzie gave her a look, and she instantly shut up.

“It’s fine Daddy, she doesn’t have to speak to me. I’m okay.” I said, trying to smile, but it was totally fake

“Angelique.” My mother said sternly, Angel knew not to play with Mommy.

Sighing, she turned towards me and grimaced. “Half-breed, how you doing?”

“I’m great bitch, how are you?” I replied back while looking at the menu

Before she could even say anything back, my mother slapped the table and scared the both of us.

“Andrea, how are you?” She asked again, she knew that name makes my skin crawl

“I’m fine Angelique, how are you? By the way, Katie says hi.” I smirked.

The way she looked at me, I knew I was going to pay for that, but she knows the name Andrea pisses me off, just like the mentioning of my birth mother pissing her off.

Everyone around us, was still talking, but Angel and I just death glared at each other.

God, can tonight just be over with? 

Marie

After dinner, we all went over uncle Dominic’s and Auntie Gi’s house. I always loved their house and being around them. I was the only girl cousin my age, Mason, Maurice and Aiden were my age, but they all had each other. It wasn’t the same as Sage and Angel or Kaliea and Dominique. Hell, I had Mani and Mari, but they stayed secluded to themselves most times.

“Marie, what are you doing?” Aunt Lei asked

“Nothing, just chilling, how about you?” I asked

“Nothing,”

“Aunt Lei, can I ask you a question?” I quizzed

“Sure, Honey.”

“Do you think that Sage will ever be that mean to me, like Angel is to Nique? You and Mommy have different dad’s and y’all were best friends.”

“Honey, I can’t speak for Sage, she’s your big sister.”

“Yeah, but she doesn’t hang out with me, like she use to. She’s 25, I’m only 20, She hangs out with Angel, more than she does with me.”

“Well, for a long time, it was just Sage and Angel, then came everyone else, they’ve been Best Friends since diapers. But if it’s bothering you that much you should talk to her about it. Okay?”

“Yes ma’am” I sighed,

That didn’t really help but okay.  

“What’s the matter?” I heard Reese say,

“Nothing,” I spoke quickly

I knew that if Maurice knew I was upset, he would tell Aiden and they would confront Sage and tell my parents. I don’t need that right now.  

I’m the oldest of both Maurice and Aiden and they act like I’m the most fragile thing in the world. Okay, am I the most sensitive, yes, but I don’t always need protection from my little brothers. or my cousins. or my parents.

“What’s wrong Ree.” Aiden asked

I looked at the both of them, you would think they were twins instead of me and Maurice, I rolled my eyes.

“Nothing. Why aren’t y’all with Mason, somewhere not bothering me.”

“Mason is arguing with his bitch, again” They both said, looking annoyed as hell.

Shit, I was annoyed, and I’m the sensitive one. Courtney is one annoying bitch. Literally no one likes her in the family. I’ve heard my auntie Gigi tell Mason, that if he ever got her pregnant with her grandchild, she would kill Mason and tell God he died. This girl literally rubs everyone the wrong way. and the fact that Courtney isn’t her real name cracks me up.

“You know if Aunt Gigi finds out that Treasure La’Quasia is here, she will have a fit.” I giggled.

“Bro, Don’t let Angel, Maddie or Nique hear you say that name, cause you know all three of them will go off together.” Aiden laughed

I shook my head, “I guess”

 Mason 

“Courtney, I’m going to tell you one more time, stop hitting me bruh.” I was seriously getting annoyed with her, I took her hands and slightly shoved her away from me.

She knows today is family day, and she wanna start this shit TODAY! While my whole ass family is in my house, like my mom, sisters and cousins won’t beat her ass.

“NO FUCK YOU MASON!” She yelled pushing my head yet again

“Who the fuck this bitch in your phone!” She yelled at me

“Bruh, you act like you’re my girlfriend …….. you bugging my nigga.” I sighed.

She’s yelling at me, for no reason. Courtney acts like she’s my girlfriend, when she’s not. I don’t take her out on dates, I just call her when I want them cheeks. The fact that she met my entire family was strictly by mistake. My maw maw saw her ONE TIME, and then let her stay for the whole day. When I tell you I was salty as fuck. I was salty as fuck. Now she always want to come over and start shit with me, I don’t even have a girlfriend.  

“Who is she Dominic Zacharie.” She said smartly

“I don’t know Treasure. Since we using first names” I spat back

“MY NAME ISN’T TREASURE!” She screamed.

“Can you please shut the fuck up. My WHOLE Family is in the house! You know if my Ma or sister catch you out here, that’s your ass.”

I saw the fear come across her face, and she quickly removed it for a strong exterior.

“No one scared of your fucking sisters.” She spat

I chuckled, She know damn well she scared of Angel and Dominique, she slightly scared of Maddie too. Listen, I understand being scared of Angel, she scares me majority of the time. I also understand Dominique. Angel fought Domi so much that she taught her how to fight. But being afraid of my 12 year old sister Maddie, that’s what cracks me up.

“Oooooooooh, you know you not supposed to be here.” Major said

“They bout to whoop your ass,” Micah said

Before I could even say anything to stop the terrible two, they both screamed.

“ANGEL, TREASURE OUTSIDE WITH MASON!”

Aw, hell here we go.

Angelique

I was on the balcony in my old room, on FaceTime with my nigga. I missed him, but him traveling all the time kinda put a damper on our relationship. You know him being famous and all.

I was all in my own world, when my daddy came to talk to me. So, I had to get off the phone with bae. The way he looked at me, I knew this was about Andrea.

“Daddy, please, I don’t want to talk about this right now.”

“I don’t give a damn. You need to be nice to your sister, Your mother and i didn’t raise you like that Marie.”  

I knew he was serious when he called me Marie,

“But Da-“

“But nothing. She’s your little sister. Just like Maddie. Just like Mason, Major and Micah are your little brothers.”

“The only difference between Maddie, Mason, Major and Micah, and I versus Andrea. We have a mother that is Sane. Her mother is the reason why you have to walk with a cane some days or why Mason’s right arm gets in excruciating pain when the weather changes or when Aunt Liv gets Migraines to the point she can’t even see.”

“But you cant blame Dominique, for her mother’s actions.”

“Daddy, I saw you get shot, and I saw Mommy crying over you. I tried to run to catch you before you fell. I saw you in a coma, I saw you fall every time you tried to walk. Because Andrea was born, mommy took us and left for 2 months. I can never forgive that.”

My daddy sighed, “Could you at least try to call her Dominique. You know she hates Andrea.”

I rolled my eyes, “I don’t know why she’s named after you in the first place. We all have M’s for Middle names, or A’s and D’s/Z’s  for first names. Angelique Marie, Dominic Zacharie Mason, Dylan Zane Micah, Dorian Zacharyah Major, and Adrianna Madison. She’s an Odd ball out.”

“I didn’t name her, her mother did. and she’s not named after me, she’s named after DJ.” He said softly

“And What was his name Dominique Maurice Cartier II,  Who, I BELIEVE, is named after you, so point invalid, daddy.” I giggled. “You know I got his name tatted on my wrist.” I smiled brushing the ink.  

 That’s the only thing Mason, Andrea and I have in common. The same matching tattoo of our brother’s name in honor of his memory. 

“I know, and that put you in a great mood with her for awhile, and a terrible one with your mother.” He chuckled

“Can you at least please try for me Princess?” He quizzed

“I can try, but I cant make any promises”

“Thank you.” He said kissing my forehead, then he got up and left.

No, I have never like Andrea, Not since we were little. I didn’t play with her, I didn’t claim her as my sister, nothing. It might seem childish, but I didn’t view her as my sister. She came from a monster. A demon and I don’t fuck with half-breeded, demons or even real demons.  

I left the balcony, as it was getting too cold, and I looked around my room as I went to go pee in the bathroom that connected to my room. Teenage me had some good ass taste. I had to fight mommy so she wouldn’t change my room into Maddie’s or even Andrea’s. but I’m glad that it’s still a place, where I can come and relax with my family.

After i finished using the bathroom, and I washed my hands, I went to dry them  and I saw a pregnancy test in the trash.

I picked it up with toilet paper, and it read positive.  

Before I could even think about what do next, I heard Major and Micah

“ANGEL, TREASURE OUTSIDE WITH MASON!”  

I wrapped the test up and hid it in my purse, grabbed my hair tie off the dresser and zoomed downstairs because I know I’m about to hit this bitch.

~~~~~~~~

By time I hit the front door and walked on the front porch, my mother and aunt was standing out there. They knew if I got too close, I was going to knock her the fuck out.

I spoke calmly, “Treasure, why are you here? I told you what would happen the next time I saw you didn’t I?”

“Bitch, shut the fuck up.” She spat

I nodded my head laughing while tying up my hair, “See, there we go with that bitch word again. I told you about that last time, didn’t I?” 

“Angelique, she isn’t worth it.” My Aunt Liv said

But that went in one ear and out the other. I was ready to dead this hoe. Why my brother decided to fuck her? I don’t know but, she was too disrespectful for my taste. I saw Andrea and Maddie sneaking up on the sides of her, while everyone was paying attention to me not getting to her. Big mistake

“Bitch, you’re not going to hit me, you can’t even get to me!” She yelled again  

I nodded my head, while she was talking all that trash. Cause I knew that Andrea or Maddie was gonna knock her the hell out. They know how to fight because of me.

“But I can” Andrea said, and snuck the bitch and she was on the ground.

Everyone turned around, and that’s when I ran and beat that bitch ass.  

~~~~~~~~

After the fight was over, and everyone calmed down and left, I helped my mom clean up everything and settled the house. By time we finished it was about 2 in the morning, there was no way in hell I’m driving all the way to Sage’s and I’s apartment.

“Mommy, is it okay I stay the night? I’m tired.”

“That’s fine I don’t care. Behave yourself Angelique.”  

I sighed knowing what she meant, “I’m just going to bed. I promise.”

She nodded her head, and we turned off all the lights and turned on the alarm, and went upstairs  

“Night Honey.” She yawned as she walked into her room

“Night mommy.”

I walked into my room, and just collapsed on my head. I took off my shoes, socks and pants. Reached in my night stand and pulled out my extra bonnet and charger, tied up my hair and plugged up my phone, and snuggled up in my King sized bed.

I was damn-near sleep, when I heard commotion in the bathroom. Hearing her say “Where is it? Where is it?”  I rolled my eyes,

“I promised mommy, I would behave myself. I don’t know why they joined our rooms together by a bathroom.” I mumbled to myself  

I got up and opened the door to the bathroom, and Andrea jumped  

“You scared me!” She said

I rubbed my eyes, “Why are you on the floor, making a shit ton of noise.”  

“No reason, I’m fine Angelique. Go back to bed please” She sniffled

I took a closer look at her, “Why are you crying? and why are you digging through the fucking garbage.”

“No reason,”

I shook my head, and went to close my door, when I remembered my purse. I went over to it, and got the pregnancy test out of it, going back to the door.

“Is this what you’re looking for?” I say to her, handing it to her

While she was kneeling on the ground, she took the test out of my hand cautiously, closed her eyes, took a breathe and then looked at the test. She instantly started crying.

“Andrea-“

“PLEASE STOP CALLING ME THAT!” She screamed

“I’m just trying to help!” I yelled back

“Help how Angelique! What are you going to do, tell Mommy and Daddy. Make you look like you’re the ‘Angel’ that everyone thinks you are! Exile me even more because Giselle isn’t my real mom and Katie is!!! I’m pregnant! Are you going to call me names because you know I cant do anything about it!!!”

“An-Dominique, no, I wasn’t, You’re 16 years old” I said  

“I know how fucking old I am Angelique.” She snapped.

“Fine then, I’m going back to bed. Good Luck with that shit.” I said turning around, going back into my room.

She started crying harder than before and wrapped her arms around herself, “Gigi… please. I’m scared.” she whispered

I stopped in my tracks, she hasn’t called me that since we were little, I forbade her from doing so. 

I knew she was desperate and serious when she said it to me.

“I’m 16, pregnant, Daddy and mommy are going to kill me. I don’t know what to do.”

I turned around and came back into the bathroom, I sat on the floor and decided to hug her, and she backed up at first.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m trying to give you a hug.” I rolled my eyes

I tried again, and she instantly hugged me back and started bawling on my shoulder.

I just continued to hug her and rub her back until she cried herself to sleep.

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An up-and-rising craftsman, his quality in the rap scene has been developing consistently finished the previous couple of years. Starting at 2017, as compared to kevin gates net worth, Gates has more than 15 million fans over his diverse web-based social networking accounts.

How effective has the most recent couple of years been for him? What amount has he figured out how to bank from his rap profession? As per different destinations, Kevin Gates net worth in 2018  is assessed to be around $1.5 million. What are his distinctive wellsprings of wage? We should discover.

Kevin Gates Net Worth 2018 – $1.5 Million

How did Kevin Gates net worth raised ?

Conceived on February 5, 1986 in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Kevin Gates' (Real Name: Kevin Jerome Gilyard) childhood was for the most parts, turbulent. Experiencing childhood in a neediness stricken region, wrongdoing was wild; for a certain something, the area was loaded with street pharmacists. Strangely enough, he even had desires of being a medication master at a certain point. Getting himself into inconvenience, he was captured out of the blue at thirteen years old for "joyriding" with a couple of companions.

As an understudy, he went to two or three diverse secondary schools in the territory including Lee and McKinley. Regardless of the way that he exceeded expectations in class, his scanty participation record prompted a drop in his evaluations. Purportedly, eighth grade was the latest year that "[he] had finished." Coincidentally, it was around that time that he composed his first rap track. A major fanatic of music, he tuned in to a variety of classifications growing up including south shake, punk shake, shake and roll, and hip bounce.

By his late teenagers, Gates had chosen to seek after music as a vocation. Marking to Dead Game Records, he discharged his first mixtape named, Pick of Da Litter in 2007; he later turned out with his second venture, All or Nuthin' in 2008. Before he could continue his account be that as it may, a conflict with the law drove him to be imprisoned at Rivers Correctional. A sentenced criminal at the time, he had been gotten with a gun by officers who had pulled him over.

Regardless of the sentence in the slammer, Gates expressed that "being detained was the best thing that could have happened to [him]." During his chance at Rivers, he read at whatever point he could; a portion of his most loved titles included Art of Seduction and Celestine Prophecies. Through a jail program that was accessible for prisoners, he in the end even earned himself a graduate degree in brain science. Altogether, he served four years previously being discharged for good conduct in 2011.

Following his stretch in jail, he got ideal back to his music. Inside a couple of months, the rapper had discharged a mixtape titled, I Don't Know What 2 Call It (Vol. 1). From that point, he launched three extra undertakings (e.g. Make Them Believe, In the Meantime, The Luca Brasi Story) before picking up himself an impressive group of onlookers with his 2013 mixtape, Stranger Than Fiction. we were not able to configure kevin gates net worth for the said years.

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His first push to achieve the US music outlines, Stranger Than Fiction included fourteen tracks, a couple of which highlighted visitor appearances from Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa, and Starlito. Among the 14-tune track list were Don't Know What to Call It, Thinking with My Dick, Die Bout It, White Tan, 4 Legs and a Biscuit, Strokin, and Smiling Faces.

His first release with Atlantic Records, its generation was dealt with by a few people including Arthur McArthur, Dun Deal, DJ Spins, The Feather stones, among others. Gates' first tolerable hit, Stranger Than Fiction wound up cresting at number 37 on the Billboard Top 200, and at number 11 on the Top R&B Albums graph.

Coming back with more music the following year, Gates discharged By Any Means in March 2014. His second business mixtape, it not just sold more than 17,000 duplicates in the US yet in addition entered the Billboard Top 200 at number 17. Including visitor appearances from Doe B, 2 Chainz, Rico Love, and Plies, the track posting accompanied the titles, Just Want Some Money, Get Up On My Level!, Keep Fucking With Me, Can't Make This Up, Wish I Had It, and Posed to Be in Love. Applauded as an "unforeseen brilliance", the undertaking accumulated great surveys from a few music faultfinders.

His next huge hit, Luca Brasi 2 was discharged in the winter of 2014. Delivered by Mark Kragen, Nic, Rico Love, Kane Beats, and The Runners, and numerous others, it offered ascend to eighteen tracks including Word Around Time (Feat. Rich Homie Quan), Pourin the Syrup, Break the Bitch Down (Feat. K Camp), Wassup with It, Don't Panic, Perfect Imperfection, and Out the Mud. In the US, the mixtape entered the Billboard Top 20 at number 38 with around 26,000 deals in the principal week; it later additionally topped at number 5 on the Top Hip Hop Albums outline.

Beginning the new year on a new note, the rapper turned out with his presentation collection, Islah on January 29, 2016. Upheld by four singles, it immediately accumulated boundless recognition from pundits upon its discharge. Commended by various distributions including Spin and Vice Magazine, it entered the Billboard Top 200 at number 200; inside the principal week alone, it had sold more than 93,000 duplicates in the US. In the end, Islah additionally diagrammed at number 2 on the Top hip-Hop Albums graph and at number 7 on the Top Tastemaker Albums outline.

In charge of a spike in his ubiquity, Islah bragged 15 tracks including Kno One, 2 Phones, Time for That, and Really, all of which stay to be his best singles to date. Inside a couple of long stretches of its release, the collection had sold more than one million duplicates locally, procuring it platinum accreditation from the RIAA.  So it is quite easy asses kevin gates net worth with his success rate.

Gates' next outlining mix-tape, Murder For Hire 2 was made accessible in May 2016.

Not quite the same as his past endeavors in that it was entirely for retail purposes just, it contained eight tracks, Click House (Feat. OG Boobie Black), Great Example, Off da Meter, Showin' Up, Lil Nigga, The Prayer, Believe In Me, and Fuck It. Upon its discharge, it appeared at number 12 on the Billboard Top 200, with 20,000 unadulterated deals before the finish of the primary week.

From that point forward, Gates has discharged another mixtape titled, By Any Means 2. A continuation of his 2014 task, it offered ascend to over twelve new tracks including No Love, Do U Down, Imagine That, Came Up, Jus Wanna, and Beautiful Scars, the remainder of which highlighted PnB Rock.

While it just bodes well that Gates earned some from the above titles, it's by all account not the only wellspring of wage that he has. Another enormous cash creator for the rapper comes as shows and visits. As you can likely envision, it's simple for a craftsman to round up a couple of hundred if not a couple of thousand for each show which raised kevin gates net worth.

Since his presentation, the Louisiana local has put on various exhibitions over the world. Simply a year ago, he left on a show visit which saw him hitting many scenes from the United States to Germany. While he didn't visit this year, he put on a modest bunch of shows in the US from Arizona to Florida; his latest execution was at the Providence Medical Center Amphitheater in Bonner Springs, Kansas.

As of now, it doesn't look like Gates has any up and coming shows arranged. Stay tuned!

Over that, the craftsman likewise pulls in a better than average sum from his Youtube channel, which has near 3 million endorsers. Since he propelled it in 2012, his recordings have been seen well more than 2 billion times!

Starting at 2017, his most prominent video, the official MV for his melody 2 Phones has been played in excess of 225 million times. Changing over that to dollars, that works out to be well finished $180,000 in advertisement income alone! A portion of his other best transfers incorporate the official recordings for Really, Satellites, Get The Mud, Posed To Be in Love, and Don't Get Tired.

Altogether, what amount has Gates earned from his Youtube? Accepting that not as much as half of his aggregate view tally is monetized and that he makes at any rate $2 per 1,000 perspectives, he would have officially made $1.6 million (preceding Google's cut)!

Kevin Gates' Personal Life

Kevin Gates has been hitched to his significant other Dreka for a long time. Subsequent to dating for more than 13 years, the two got married in 2015. Presently, she functions as the rapper's reserving manager. He has two kids with his significant other.   Little girl named Islah Karen Gates (whom he had named his studio collection after) and a child named Khaza Kamil Gates.

 Kevin Gates did not head off to college. Having said that, he managed to acquire himself a graduate degree in brain research amid his opportunity in jail from 2008 and 2011.

Where Does Kevin Gates Live? Pictures of Kevin Gates' House

It's accepted that he right now lives in Louisiana with his significant other and two kids. Shockingly, we don't have any photos of his home as of now.  Since his spell in jail, Kevin Gates has substantiated himself on numerous occasions that he's a skilled craftsman. Not exclusively does he have a studio collection that went platinum.  But at the same time he's released over twelve taps, a modest bunch of which advanced onto the US music graphs.

[summerrrluvvv]

Chapter 2

Music featured in this chapter:

Bitch from da south (remix) by Mulatto ft Saweetie and Trina

Bartier Cardi by Cardi B

Wild Thoughts by DJ Khaled

No Guidance by Chris Brown ft Drake

Hot Girl Summer by Meg Thee Stallion ft Nicki Minaj and Ty Dolla$

Confidence by Chris Brown

Day 1 of Miami Trip:

The girls all meet up at Tye’s house and get a lyft to go to the Airport. The girls took shots before they got on the plane, so everybody was lit. When they arrived in Miami, they picked up the rental cars. 2 Jeeps. Melody felt like they should ride around bad girls’ style. After they left with the rentals they finally pulled up to their Airbnb. It had 6 bedrooms and 5 baths. Each girl had they own room and bathroom. They had a huge pool and sauna in the back yard. The girls explored the house and went swimming then each got ready for the night. They were going to Cameo Night Club, Tye got a text from Samar letting her know he was doing amateur night there and could get them in free.

 Zion:  

 “Ayeeee, fuck it up sis!” My girls yelled as I was twerking, holding on to the stripper pole we had in our party bus. Samar hooked us up with connections in Miami, so we had rental cars to cruise with his friend drove the party bus. We had so much liquor on this bus, we were going to be fucked up tonight. “I’m real as rich ass bitch from the south” I sang to Mulatto “Bitch From Da Souf (remix)”. “Aight ladies we here” P-Wall said. Tye handed him a $20 dollar bill. “Thanks P!” She yelled as we got of the bus. We showed our wrist bands to the bouncer and he brought us to a section near V.I.P. “Tye Samar really hooked us up!” Ariana said taking some more shots. Tye smiled and nodded. “I know right, speaking of I’m going to go say hey to him up in the booth really quick, yall get us a pitcher or something” She said before leaving. “Please me baby turn around and just tease me baby, you know what I want and what I need baby” I heard start playing. Melody and Ariana wear dancing on the couch we had in our section. I took a shot. “Ari! Mel! I am going to go get us a pitcher sent up here. I’ll be back”. I told them as I walked out of our section. I went downstairs to the bar. I danced my way through the crowd feeling the liquor in my system. I got up to the bar and just waited for a bartender to acknowledge me, the club was packed so I just looked on IG. “Beautiful can I help you!?” I heard someone yell over the music. I looked up and it was this fine ass nigga. I smirked at him this was about to be interesting cause I was Lit. “Yes, how can I get us a pitcher sent up to my section?!” I asked looking him up and down. He looked at me in a mesmerizing way. I waved my hand in his face. “Hello?” I said. He smiled at me. “What drink yall want, Ill bring it up” He said. I smiled, and blushed. “Mmm a Blue Motherfucker!” I said before turning around, I felt him gently grab my arm. “But first you got to chill with me down here. My shift gets boring after while and it would be nice if for a minute you kept me company” He said. I tried to hide my smile. “Okay cool. My name is Zion by the way” I said extending my hand. He shook my hand and smiled that fine ass smile. “Kyrel, you from here?” He asked. I shook my head. “Nah just on Vacation” I said. He nodded as he looked and seen someone calling for a bartender, he held his hand up to give me one minute. I danced in my seat to “Bartier Cardi” played by Cardi B. I looked up at my girls in the section. They were drunk as fuck talking to niggas in the section next to ours. Kyrel came back and we talked for what seemed like 30 minutes. “Afterwards I’m going to waffle house if you want to join me, no funny play no trying you I promise, and I will make sure you get home” He said to me. I hesitated but then I nodded. “Okay”.

Tye:

 I sipped my 4th drink of henny and coke as I danced near the booth where Samar was DJing. I was lit not too drunk but I was up through there. “Aye Mami you want to dance?” I heard in my ear. It was some fine ass Cuban man. I nodded my head. He brought me to dance floor and was feeling all on me as we danced to “Wild Thoughts” By DJ Khaled. “What’s your name?” He asked. I turned to him “Tye” I simply said. “Ahh I like that, my name is Julian” He told me. “You on vacation?” He asked. I nodded. He turned me back around towards. “Maybe we should link, while you’re in my city” I smirked at him. “Okay. That’s a deal” I told him. I looked over towards the DJ booth and seen some bitches up in his section. I was already drinking so I was annoyed. “What’s your number?” I asked. He pulled out his phone and we exchanged numbers. “Ima be right back” I told him. He smirked and nodded at me. I went over to the booth. “Samar!” I yelled over the music. He was not paying me no mind. “Samar!” I yelled again. He looked over at me. “What’s up?” He said. I placed my hand on my hip mugging them bitches probably talking shit about me. “You supposed to be at work nigga, why you kee kee with them bitches?” I asked. He laughed. “Yo Tye chill go back over there with that little lame ass nigga and dance stop sweating me” He said smiling, shaking his head. “We homies, stay off the liq”. I rolled my eyes at him and walked back over to Julian. I needed some serious attention before I flipped the club over. “You good Mami?”. Julian asked. I smiled “Yes now what were we talking about?”.

Ariana:

“I don’t want to want to play no games, play no games fuck around and give you my last name I know you tired of the same damn thing, that’s okay cause baby you got it girl” Mel and I sang drunk as fuck. Zion was at the bar talking to some fine ass nigga and Tye was on the dance floor. “That’s my best friend right there!” I yelled as Melody was giving this random guy a lap dance. “Hey, come here” Some regular ass nigga said to me. He grabbed my waist and I started grinding on him. I feel my phone buzzing multiple times. I get up from the guy and look at my phone. It was Marlon blowing me up, leaving me crazy ass I miss you messages. I wobbled my drunk ass to the bathroom, with Melody right behind me. “What’s going on Ari?” She asked. I started whining cause my ass was drunk and no tears were coming out. “Fucking Marlon leaving me crazy ass messages and shit sending me dick pics” I told her. “Eww give me the phone, we going to block his stank ass” She said. She grabbed my phone, and then handed it back. “Done now let’s get some more liquor” She said laughing. “Bitch I’m drunk as fuck right now” I said staring at myself in the mirror. In walked these stank face looking ass girls. One had on a snakeskin jumpsuit and the other had on a neon pink two piece. I mugged the fuck out of them. “Is there a problem honey?” Snakeskin said. Melody turned around quick. “Excuse you?” She said. “Bitch I said is there a problem with you and you little ass friend posted up in here like you trying to fight or something?” The girl in the neon said. I was on one, so I was with whatever bullshit they was on. “We just up in here like you” Melody said. Tye busted in the bathroom and read the room and immediately posted up. “We got a problem?” They looked at all three of us. “No, we straight” Snakeskin said. We all walked out of the bathroom. “Ariana what the fuck was that?” Tye asked. Melody sucked her teeth in. “Them bitches been mugging all damn night that’s what fuck them hoes” She said. “Why yall even in the bathroom posted?” She asked. I handed her my phone. “Oh, this nigga is wildin, fuck him” Tye said. I nodded. “Mel blocked his ass anyways” I told her. “Ari just hop on some new dick stop stressing about the dumb ass nigga” Mel said. Now where the hell I’m find another fine ass nigga in Miami?” I asked. “Oh, nah let me go back on the dance floor this bitch acting like she not in Seaquarium full of fine ass men”. Tye said strutting to the dance floor. Mel and I followed behind her. “Hey yall” We seen Zion. “Bitch we ain’t seen you all fucking night” Tye said. “Sorry I met some dude, I’m bout to leave with him really quick I will meet yall back at the house” She said. Mel shook her head. “Nah see cause I seen Crime Watch Daily” She said. Zion laughed. “Girl trust me I’m good” She said. Mel shook her head still. “If you end up on the news, I’m going to say I told you so” She said. “Girl bye go have fun” Tye said. 

Melody:

“I can't read your mind, gotta say that shit, Should I take your love? Should I take that dick? Got a whole lot of options 'cause you know a bitch poppin' I'm a hot girl, so you know ain't shit stopping” Hot girl summer was playing. Ari, Tye and I was drunk as hell damn near bout to be on the floor. The club was still packed, and it was 2:30 am, in Atlanta clubs be dying down by then. “Real ass nigga gives a fuck 'bout a bitch. It is what it is, this some five-star dick, she a big ol' freak, it's a must that I hit. It's a Hot Girl Summer, so you know she got it lit Real ass bitch, know she got it lit” I sang dancing on the stripper pole they had near the DJ booth.  “Aye yo baby?” I heard. I looked down and seen a crusty nigga drooling at me. “Bye sirrrr Byeee” I said drunk. “Can we talk? Can I get your number baby?” He asked. “Nah my nigga crazy and he got his friend in here as disguises to blend to watch who try to talk to me and I’m warning you niggas be going missing after I talk to them they end up on the news” I said smiling still twerking ass out and all. He started throwing money and feeling on my ass. Ari and Tye were not paying attention. “I’m take yo money cause you shouldn’t have been throwing at me in the first place so if you give me $100, I will give you my number on the low and give you my panties” I said jokingly. His face lit up this damn ass crusty ass bum ass nigga handed me two $50 bills. I looked out into the club scared. “You should probably go now, you been spotted” I told him. He laughed at me. “Quit playing baby” He said. Security winking at me walked over towards us. The crusty nigga jumped at his voice. “We have a problem here?” Security asked. “No No sir” He said scared. He tried to grab his money he through. “Uh uh this my money now honey” I said laughing as I danced seductively to Chris Brown’s “Confidence”. “Fifty Shades, ooh Tie your hands properly, I'm loving it. It's your confidence, oh woah Your confidence” The song played. I swung around the pole and closed my eyes. “Please don't tell nobody 'bout this affair. Baby, go and dutty whine it out, thank you, baby. We might not make it to the room, from right here I love it when you tell me what to do, like sit right there. Yeah, I need that” I opened my eyes, and almost fell off the pole. “Isaac” I said to myself. I looked up in V.I.P, to see if I was tripping. I was lit but I know I ain’t hallucinating. We locked eyes, he got up from his seat. I could see he was with his home boys, Trey and Freddie. “Oh nah, we got to go” I said, as security helped me down. “Ari! Tye!” I yelled through the crowd of girls. I accidently bumped into the bathroom bitches, and shit went down. I do not know who it was, but somebody pushed the fuck out of me into Ari. “The fuck?” Ari said looking from me to the bathroom bitches. “She pushed you?” Tye asked. I nodded. “Yes, that bitch did” I said. They walked up on us, and Ari as usual threw the first punch and we followed. “Fight!” Somebody yelled. I could feel somebody pry my hands-off Neon bitch and pick me up and take me out of the crowd. I seen it was security. “Thanks homie” I heard. I seen it was Isaac. I felt my stomach churning. “Fuck” I ran out of the club and onto the curb to throw up. Soon after I seen Ari and Tye get nicely put out by security. “Sorry beautiful but no fighting” He said to Tye. “Fuck them hoes” Tye said. “Get yall hands off me!” We looked and seen security toss them bitches out. Ari laughed at how fucked up they looked. “Bitch don’t let me see yo ass out in these streets” Snakeskin said. “Or what sis? You gone get jumped again dumb ass” Ari said. Tye started laughing so hard. “We just had free shit all night start a fight and get kicked out of nice club, we going to have sooo much fun here” She said leaning on me.

Supporting Characters:

Julian:  (Malik Bomaniallah)

[merakivida]

10/1/17 8:00pm The dedication of youth Teamwork Family that you choose Acceptance Dedication My team Down for my team Down for my brothers Squad Yes I'll Flat iron your hair Buy pizza this time Smoke you out Spend the night For the whole weekend Get mad when you get a bf My commitment issues don't exist with my gang gang gang I breathe heavy black on my 4th black Friends Sisters Always posing for pictures My back doesn't hurt yet after a night out in heels I can scream at 7am Walk home sunlight hitting my cracked lips Raise a hand for unity And peace after a fight And fucking the same guys before we knew each other but lettin the bond remain unbroken Our first loves are our friends Fuck niggas my boy my blood my girl my bitch It all works out huh (Until you are)Alone at last Twenty something not much left to cling to. Lines drawn hard in da proverbial sands of life That windbreaker too thin now without the body heat of the crew We were so strong so bonded so together in a group Posing smiles unaware That open eyed wandering look of youth The ferocity of the real was still unreal Instead Hating your self more than your blame Hating your blame more than your triumph It's a cyclical dollar slice way of life. One piece down on that hunger 2 hours later it's back My head writhes during my dank solo verse Now or never I thought we would be friends forever But nothing Is Forever

a.e.

[theworstbob]

yellin’ at songs: week 31

brief reviews of the songs that debuted on the 8.9.1997, 8.11.2007, and 8.12.2017 editions of the billboard hot 100

8.9.1997

10) "Never Make a Promise," by Dru Hill

See, the thing about this R&B song in which a person makes an eternal promise that separates it from all the other dozens I've heard in the past couple of weeks is, goddamnit I was really hoping I would come up with a joke by the time I got to the conjunction, I figured, y'know, I'd get the ball rolling, get some momentum, y'know? If I started saying words in the cadence of a joke, I would get with the program and sort of involuntarily make a joke. I see now the folly in my ways. I should've been better prepared for 1997. I knew milquetoast R&B was in store. I dropped the ball on this one, and dropped it in such a way that it did not start rolling, to tie it back to a metaphor from earlier. I promise to do better. And uh, fun fact about me, I never make a promise I won't keep.

87) "Down for Yours," by Nastyboy Klick ft./Roger Troutman

Pitch the Auto-tune a little lower, put in a few of those drums what sound like a dude roiling his rs to imitate a machine gun, and this is a perfectly acceptable 2017 pop/rap song. I just wanna real quick address something: I know I said last week that every 1997 rapper, short Magoo, was better than the best 2017 rapper, but I was speaking in terms of pop/rap. Like, if you only go by what charted, which is a mistake for so... so many reasons, 1997 rap is better? But once -- I mean, the Kendrick and Jay albums were fire, but more importantly, you've got folks like Vince Staples and Brother Ali and Joey Bada$$ and Lupe Fiasco and SZA making awesome, challenging works that aren't gonna chart. These charts are at once a sample of music history and the poorest imaginable representation of music history. Anyhoo, I don't know what previously held the title of 'most innocuous song to throw Bob into an existential tailspin over the general utility of the YAS project,' but it belongs to this dumb sack of song now!

90) "Never, Never Gonna Give You Up," by Lisa Stansfield

Hey: if nothing else, clicking on this edition of YAS 7s should give you a fun and cool new way to Rickroll your friends. Add a meta layer to your Rickroll game. I know this isn't actually a comment on the song, because how could anyone be aware of memes in 1997? All these songs predate Hamsterdance. Someone should have told Lisa Stansfield there was already a song called this, though. Anyhoo, I'm not actually talking about these songs at all. They're boring! This is probably the most okay song so far, but I'm putting it out of my mind to think about a boring meme about a boring song.

92) "Drink, Swear, Steal, & Lie" by Michael Peterson

aw this guy's just a big ol' dork. i love him! ii love his dork ass song about how in love with his girl he is. this song has one joke and it's still a vastly more complex and well-written song than any pi[50,000 word treatise on bro country redacted]anyway, this dude's great. like, i'm a pop/punk main, y'know? i love dorky and earnest jams. this hits that button squarely, y'all. i'm so into this.

only publishing the 1997 top 20 because changes happen with the other two and i value consistency

20) "Step by Step," by Whitney Houston (3.15) 19) "Can We," by SWV ft./Missy Elliott (8.2) 18) "On and On," by Erykah Badu (1.25) 17) "I Want You," by Savage Garden (3.1) 16) "It Must Be Love," by Robin S. (5.24) 15) "Smokin' Me Out," by Warren G ft./Ronald Isley (6.21) 14) "Fix," by BLACKstreet ft./Ol' Dirty Bastard (8.2) 13) "Silent All These Years," by Tori Amos (3.22) 12) "What They Do," by The Roots (1.11) 11) "Step Into a World (Rapture's Delight)," by KRS-One (4.5) 10) "I'm Not Feeling You," by Yvette Michele (2.22) 9) "Bill," by Peggy Scott-Adams (3.29) 8) "Just Another Case," by CRU ft./Slick Rick (7.5) 7) "I'll Be," by Foxy Brown ft./Jay-Z (2.15) 6) "Felton St.," Leschea (6.14) 5) "Bitch," by Meredith Brooks (4.26) 4) "Mo Money, Mo Problems," by The Notorious B.I.G. ft./Puff Daddy & Mase (8.2) 3) "Return of the Mack," by Mark Morrison (3.1) 2) "Hypnotize," by The Notorious B.I.G. (4.26) 1) "Not Tonight (Ladies' Night Remix)," by Lil Kim ft./Angie Martinez, Left Eye, Da Brat & Missy Elliott (7.12)

8.11.2007

47) "Stronger," Kanye West

Graduation is such a goofy album because it has three of the best Kanye singles of all time, including what, let's be real, probably ends up as the best song from 2007, but it's also Kanye's worst and least interesting album. It's Kanye at a crossroads, stuck between being the pop/rap god and the morose Auto-tune sadlord who makes 808s and MBDTF. This song actually finds Kanye at the perfect point in the crossroads. He's still making a towering achievement for the mainstream, but he's breaking out of being chop up the soul Kanye, moving into electronic territory, developing his sound into that direction in a way that doesn't quite sound like MBDTF but sounds like the first step on that road. It'd be a bold experiment if it didn't absolutely work, and this is an amazing song by any objective measure.

65) "Cyclone," Baby Bash ft./T-Pain

Man maybe I just haven't noticed it yet or maybe I'm just coming down from the "Stronger" high, but I forgot how horrible the generic crunk beat was to listen to. It hasn't been quite so prevalent, but heck whoever gave this dude the Lil Jon MP3s. I will say that T-Pain making noises to describe what it feels like when a woman dips it low is the tiniest little miracle of a thing, but boy, is my life not better with this song in it. OK I just got to the part where T-Pain makes that noise three times in a row, this song is an achievement in Western art and culture and the world is saved.

83) "Love Me if You Can," Toby Keith

who the fuck listens to toby keith for the ballads like who is this for who thinks of this song when they think of toby keith no legit dude just make dumbass party jams i don't get why this would ever need to exist

84) "Take Me There," Rascal Flatts

Like legit why would you give "Love Me if You Can" to Toby Keith when Rascal Flatts is literally right there. Songs like "Love Me if You Can" and this treacly pile of love song are why you made Rascal Flatts in the first place. I also enjoy the twist this puts on The Country Song. I don't think anyone ever came to Rascal Flatts for Authentic Country Music, so them saying they want the girl to take them to Main Street and the backroads is actually kinda sweet. Like, they're not posturing, they're saying, "Yeah, we're clearly city softboys, but we wanna see the small town blue jean nights that made my girl." Rascal Flatts: generally inoffensive yet again! They just keep comin'!

89) "Proud of the House We Built," Brooks & Dunn

I like this song because it reminded me of The Wonder Years' "Teenage Parents," and I appreciate the opportunity to think about The Wonder Years. I dunno, country hasn't really been problematic this week! This song is almost good! It's just a nice look back on life. "Yeah, it kinda sucked, butcha know what, we made it." Maybe it could've acknowledged that the tough times sucked instead of looking back smiling and saying, "I wouldn't have it any other way?" Hard times suck, dude. I know you haven't heard that Paramore jam yet, but hard times suck and you shouldn't idealize them. Especially when, you know, you're a millionaire, and people who are actually going through hard times are listening to you and saying, "Welp, guess this is my station in life!" Hey Bob you're going on a treatise on the sociological implications of bro country, and you are actually unable to write that. Please write about JoBros.

92) "Hold On," Jonas Brothers

What a week for songs named after far more notable '80s jams! (Actually Wilson Phillips w)I LOOKED IT UP AND DECIDED I DIDN'T CARE anyway did anyone else forget that Jonas Brothers are like legit songwriters? Like, this is definitely as good as any Simple Plan song, and Simple Plan was like a decade older than these kids. Does Simple Plan make good music? That's beside the point, which is that Jonas Brothers was never garbage. They were always making highly enjoyable pop/rock songs for the whole family, and they were capable of making these songs from an extraordinarily young age. We could've done worse, is what I'm trying to get at. Like, we had it pretty got dang good with the JoBros, friends! There's a world where JoBros fades into semi-obscurity and makes highly enjoyable Christian rock with Hanson, and also no one ever makes "Jealous," and that's a pretty OK alternate reality, that one.

100) "Hood Nigga," Gorilla Zoe

The most optimistic sentence on Wikipedia is, "This is Gorilla Zoe's only top 40 hit on that chart, to date." This song ain't bad! It would've been a fine #1 in some of those weeks where the best song was like "Do it Just Like a Rock Star." He has this really fun and gruff voice, maybe a little laconic but certainly pleasant to put in the ears, the beat is, as the kids might have said in 2007, knockin', and we have certainly heard worse things! Also the radio edit replaces N with F and of all the letters to replace the N, F is easily the funniest, because now this song is about a dude who can't get enough figs in his life. Fuck Cristal, this dude's got a Fig Newton cabinet.

New #1 hype! 20) "Lip Gloss," by Lil Mama (6.9.2007) 19) "Stolen," by Dashboard Confessional (4.21.2007) 18) "Beautiful Liar," by Beyonce & Shakira (3.31.2007) 17) "Cupid's Chokehold," by Gym Class Heroes ft./Patrick Stump (1.13.2007) 16) "The River," by Good Charlotte ft./M. Shadows & Synyster Gates (2.10.2007) 15) "Say OK," by Vanessa Hudgens (2.17.2007) 14) "Alyssa Lies," by Jason Michael Carroll (1.13.2007) 13) "Never Again," by Kelly Clarkson (5.12.2007) 12) "Can't Tell Me Nothing," by Kanye West (6.16.2007) 11) "Get Buck," by Young Buck (4.14.2007) 10) "And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going," by Jennifer Hudson (1.13.2007) 9) "Thnks fr th Mmrs," by Fall Out Boy (4.28.2007) 8) "Candyman," by Christina Aguilera (1.13.2007) 7) "Misery Business," by Paramore (7.21.2007) 6) "Because of You," by Ne-Yo (3.17.2007) 5) "Umbrella," by Rihanna ft./Jay-Z (4.28.2007) 4) "Beautiful Flower," by India.Arie (6.16.2007) 3) "Dashboard," by Modest Mouse (2.17.2007) 2) "The Story," by Brandi Carlile (4.28.2007) 1) "Stronger," by Kanye West (8.11.2007) Hey guess what the alt-country song doesn’t end up being Record of the Year 2017. Also I made a minor adjustment to #20 because Lil Mama is going to stay around as long as I feel I cannot bop her in good conscience.

8.12.2017

40) "Back to You," by Louis Tomlinson ft./Bebe Rexha & Digital Farm Animals

Huh, well, I think I mind this the least of all the One Direction side projects! I'm down for a duet, even if this is just a little too low-key to ever attain Iconic Duet status -- drunk folks and karaoke wanna shout about love, and while I'm sure they'll appreciate the "you fuck me... up" phrasing, you're not giving them a lot to work wth. I've never minded Bebe Rexha as little as I do here, and just like in his boyhood, Louis Tomlinson doesn't do anything to ruin everything. This was passable. I wouldn't mind hearing this again, I wouldn't mind if a thousand lives were lived before I heard it again.

61) "What's My Name," by China Anne McClain 81) "It's Goin' Down," Descendants 2 Cast

Listen. Am I upset that this young woman's villain song does not in any way hearken back to "Poor Unfortunate Souls" in any way? Of course. Am I 15 years aged out of the target market for this song? I mean fucking obviously, I knew we'd be treading in these waters eventually. These are fine generic pop songs, the only true flaw in any being the fact someone looked at purple-haired girl and said, "She should be in a rap battle. I think she could convincingly hold her own in a rap battle," like I'm sorry sweetie you have an abundance of other talents and zero bars. It's charming. It's charming! Listen. Am I ready for China Anne McClain to rule the world for five yet-to-be-determined years in the future? Yes. Do I love Captain Hook's gay son? I LOVE CAPTAIN HOOK'S GAY SON

77) "Issues," by Meek Mill 79) "Wins & Losses," by Meek Mill 83) "1942 Flows," by Meek Mill 96) "We Ball," by Meek Mill ft./Young Thug 97) "Fuck That Check Up," by Meek Mill ft./Lil Uzi Vert 99) "Heavy Heart," by Meek Mill

So if I'm rating the theme weeks of 2017: 1) Kendrick Week 2) Jay-Z Week 3) Future Week 4) Meek Mill Week 5) Migos Week 6) Ed Sheeran Week 7) Big Sean Week 8) Drake Week 9) Bryson Tiller Week I was honestly surprised by how much I enjoyed these songs. Like, I'm actually adding the Meek Mill album to the library for future listening. "1942 Flows" and "Wins & Losses" are legit, they're engaging songs and Meek Mill brings passion to them, and maybe I'm just unfamiliar with the rest of Meek Mill's catalogue, but I honestly didn't expect to be involved in these songs. This seems like a fine album with which to kill a summer bus ride or two. Like, I can't remember the last time I heard a song with a Young Thug feature where I wasn't paying more attention to what Young Thug was doing. Meek Mill did fine work. (Worth noting: Wins & Losses is 15 minutes longer than DAMN., and I am curious what makes Meek Mill think he has 15 minutes' more of worthwhile thought than Kendrick.)

91) "Imitadora," by Romeo Santos

It was "Heroe Favorito," right, where I said I might enjoy Romeo Santos' whole thing on another day, when I was ready to accept him into my life? WELL HOT DIGGITY, Y'ALL, 'CUZ TODAY'S THAT DAY. I love his breathy falsetto thing over this song way more, it just fits. I'm also in love with this track, this gentle Latin guitar with occasional blasts of indie platformer main menu music. I don't know a better term to express what I mean because I'm bad at music, but these synth blasts play in the intro and outro and occasionally come back and they just take this track to another level. This is just phenomenal work from someone I now understand to be a veteran in the scene from the past seven months of limited engagement with the world of Latin pop.

I changed the top of the 2017 Top 20 again. 20) "Bodak Yellow," by Cardi B (7.22) 19) "Woman," by Kesha ft./The Dap-Kings Horns (8.5) 18) "Smile," by Jay-Z ft./Gloria Carter (7.29) 17) "Love Galore," by SZA ft./Travis Scott (7.1) 16) "Bad Liar," by Selena Gomez (6.3) 15) "DNA." by Kendrick Lamar (5.6) 14) "It Ain't Me," by Kygo x Selena Gomez (3.4) 13) "Craving You," by Thomas Rhett ft./Maren Morris (4.22) 12) "That's What I Like," by Bruno Mars (3.4) 11) "Chanel," by Frank Ocean ft./A$AP Rocky (4.1) 10) "Strangers," by Halsey ft./Lauren Jauregui (6.17) 9) "Either Way," by Chris Stapleton (5.27) 8) "Run Up," by Major Lazer ft./PARTYNEXTDOOR & Nicki Minaj (2.18) 7) "Imitadora," by Romeo Santos (8.12) 6) "Green Light," by Lorde (3.18) 5) "Hard Times," by Paramore (5.13) 4) "ELEMENT." by Kendrick Lamar (5.6) 3) "Despacito," by Luis Fonsi ft./Daddy Yankee (2.4) 2) "iSpy," by KYLE ft./Lil Yachty (1.14) 1) "Issues," by Julia Michaels (2.11) Like #1 should be a mix of Most Impactful Song and Song I Enjoyed Most, and maybe #1 justifiably belongs to “Despacito” given how great that is, I’m still getting a lot of mileage out of “Issues,” and honestly as long as I’m not keeping up this silly idea that a song that was #90 for one week is the most iconic song of the year this useless list has at least some utility. Shoutout to the true heroes Paramore, though. And also Major Lazer, PARTYNEXTDOOR, and Nicki Minaj. I will never fucking forget you guys.

Who won the week?

2017 actually put up a rather strong fight, but there was no way Meek Mill and the Descendants 2 soundtrack were going to take down “Stronger,” even when it was being weighed down with Toby Keith. 2007 had a couple strong punches, and it was more than able to notch another point. 2017: 11 1997: 11 2007: 9 In next week’s post, we get to listen to Spice Girls AND Billy Joel, 2007 gives us Luke Bryan AND Robin Thicke, and I don’t know what fresh hell 2017 has in store but evidently Tay Tay collaborated with B.O.B. at some point in the recent past and it’s gonna be real fun to deal with B.O.B. the popular musician should it come to that. What an unproblematic and unremarkable artist who has precisely zero bad opinions which he expresses loudly!

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I ate chocolate from Popeyes🍑

Sometimes I drive around different areas of ATL looking for hood booty and I'm usually pleased at what I find. There's an area called Old Fourth Ward that always has the thickest dudes walking around, especially at the basketball court. One time, when it must've been maybe 95 degrees, I drove up there and I saw a dude with the phattest ass. He must've been in his 30s and around 230 lbs with a stature of 6'2. He had a golden caramel complexion with a scar on the side of his face and tattoos covering his arms. He was wearing a white beater shirt that stretched to its limits around his sweaty muscular arms and chest. He had a pudge in the front but it was barely noticeable because his muscular chest poked out so far. He was definitely sexy. I parked across the street from the basketball court and watched him talk shit to his friends and smoke a cigarette. Within 5 minutes he broke his conversation and walked down the street. It wasn't till he turned to walk away that I noticed his ass was HUGE! They were not at all proportionate to his body. They wobbled when he walked. It looked like each cheek fought the other for space with every step he made. It became clear why his shirt looked so tight around his body - the fabric was being pulled by sweaty ass globes behind him. I decided to follow him in my car when he walked out of my visual field. I drove around once to not look conspicuous. As I was approaching him the second time he was walking in a Popeye's parking lot towards the entrance, so I hurried into the lot and pulled into a space near the door. He walked passed my driver seat window to the restaurant entrance. His ass was even larger up close and damn near intimidating. After that long walk, his pants were sagging half way down his phat ass to show his sweat-soaked white briefs. There was a small hole on one of the cheeks that was stretched open just far enough to clearly see a piece of caramel colored ass. I got out of my car to follow him inside. He held the door open for me and I got in line immediately behind him. After standing behind him in line for a minute I couldn't help but to marvel at his body. He had the ideal build for a torturing facesitter. While pondering over the menu he sat his heavy sweaty against the railing behind him. He hadn't seen that the little boy in front of him was eating chocolate chip cookies and placed his crummy hands at that very spot earlier. When he sat on the railing his ass swallowed up the chocolate and crumbs without noticing. I got hard to see imagine what his white draws would look like afterwards. He got comfortable in that spot and leaned his entire body weight against the railing which pulled his draws down enough to see the crack of his ass. Stretch marks carved through his booty cheeks were exposed. I could see the tight curls of his ass crack snagging the elastic rim of his draws as they were pulled down. When it was his turn to place his order at the register, he hoped off of the railing and adjusted his pants like a kid. He didn't pull them up to his waist, but just up to where they were before the railing pulled them down. I could see the chocolate smeared in his ass crack. It gave me a target to focus on while he stood in front of me at the register. He ordered 2 Big Box meals with a large ice tea. He reached in his pockets to find his wallet and to his surprise, he must've forgot it. I reached my card to the cashier without asking for his permission to pay for it. He looked back at me with the biggest smile. He was missing a few teeth at the top on the side but every other tooth was pearly white. His lips were almost as juicy as his ass. He shooked my hand and I wrapped it around his body in a hug. He was so happy that he could still eat. He looked like a teenaged boy grinning across the counter. After I ordered my meal he got on the phone with his girlfriend. He acted so childish but thuggish at the same time. His voice could be heard from everywhere in the restaurant, I'm sure. He was saying how slow the workers behind the counter were with his meal. We got our order at the same time and walked out of the same entrance. I had to savor the sight of his booty wobbling in front of me for the last time before we went our separate ways. I hopped in my car and was backing out of my spot. "Aye, bruh, u mind giving me a lift to the park down da street?" My girl tripping tripping. She don't want her food to get cold. I told her to come with me, but she ain't want to. Now she trippin, my nigga." I unlocked the door and let him in. "Yeah, bruh, I gotchu!" He got in the car ass first. I could see the stretch of fabric covered in chocolate that mixed in with his sweat. His body odor filled my car and I got hard. "Man, she be always trippin! I told her to bring her ass with me but, she ain't wanna come. She so fuckin silly, my dude....." I just listened as he continued on. He was very entertaining. He rambled all the way until the park. I pulled up beside where he left his people (not realizing that I was parked just across the street watching him not even an hour earlier). Before he got out he thanked me again. "That's some real shit, my nigga. You got me and my girl some food and u gave me a ride. Niggas ain't real like dat no more. Lemme get some money from my girl right quick." "Naw, man it's cool. Don't worry 'bout it." He gave me the widest cutest smile. "Man, that's wassup bruh. I ain't gon never forget this. If I see u on the block again, I gotchu bruh." He grabbed his food and jumped out of the car. I took one last long glance at his ass and pulled off when he closed the door behind him. I drove around the corner to get some gas and noticed a long chocolate smear in my leather seats. My dicked jumped, because I could only think of doing one thing. Without a second thought about it I unbuckled my seat belt and bent over to lick it clean. It was salty from his sweat. I could still feel the heat from his body on the seat. My dick was about to explode. I wouldn't have thought in my wildest dreams that I'd be licking the steamy sweat and melted chocolate that was smeared across the ass of the sexiest phat booty dude I was watching in the park an hour earlier. That was the perfect way to spend that hour.

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Kevin Gates Net Worth Entire Career

This Post is specifically  for Kevin Gates Net Worth,  Kevin Gates is his Nick name for the stage. His borned name is Kevin Jerome Gilyard. He is from Louisiana  and popular rapper of the Era, Kevin Gates is maybe best known for his hits, Really, Really,  Time for That, and 2 Phones.  He start his career from his teen age in music industry.  His first album released in 2007 that was “Pick of Da Litter.  Later there more two tapes before going to prison.

Kevin gates net worth can discuss after knowing his path to success.  Gates have since figured out how to put himself progressing nicely, with 15 consecutive releases in the vicinity of 2012 and 2017. A couple of features incorporate, Stranger Than Fiction, By Any Means, Luca Brasi 2, and Murder for Hire, all of which topped on the US record outlines. His introduction collection titled, Islah was discharged last January, to positive audits.

An up-and-rising craftsman, his quality in the rap scene has been developing consistently finished the previous couple of years. Starting at 2017, as compared to kevin gates net worth, Gates has more than 15 million fans over his diverse web-based social networking accounts.

How effective has the most recent couple of years been for him? What amount has he figured out how to bank from his rap profession? As per different destinations, Kevin Gates net worth in 2018  is assessed to be around $1.5 million. What are his distinctive wellsprings of wage? We should discover.

Kevin Gates Net Worth 2018 – $1.5 Million

How did Kevin Gates net worth raised ?

Conceived on February 5, 1986 in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Kevin Gates’ (Real Name: Kevin Jerome Gilyard) childhood was for the most parts, turbulent. Experiencing childhood in a neediness stricken region, wrongdoing was wild; for a certain something, the area was loaded with street pharmacists. Strangely enough, he even had desires of being a medication master at a certain point. Getting himself into inconvenience, he was captured out of the blue at thirteen years old for “joyriding” with a couple of companions.

As an understudy, he went to two or three diverse secondary schools in the territory including Lee and McKinley. Regardless of the way that he exceeded expectations in class, his scanty participation record prompted a drop in his evaluations. Purportedly, eighth grade was the latest year that “[he] had finished.” Coincidentally, it was around that time that he composed his first rap track. A major fanatic of music, he tuned in to a variety of classifications growing up including south shake, punk shake, shake and roll, and hip bounce.

By his late teenagers, Gates had chosen to seek after music as a vocation. Marking to Dead Game Records, he discharged his first mixtape named, Pick of Da Litter in 2007; he later turned out with his second venture, All or Nuthin’ in 2008. Before he could continue his account be that as it may, a conflict with the law drove him to be imprisoned at Rivers Correctional. A sentenced criminal at the time, he had been gotten with a gun by officers who had pulled him over.

Regardless of the sentence in the slammer, Gates expressed that “being detained was the best thing that could have happened to [him].” During his chance at Rivers, he read at whatever point he could; a portion of his most loved titles included Art of Seduction and Celestine Prophecies. Through a jail program that was accessible for prisoners, he in the end even earned himself a graduate degree in brain science. Altogether, he served four years previously being discharged for good conduct in 2011.

Following his stretch in jail, he got ideal back to his music. Inside a couple of months, the rapper had discharged a mixtape titled, I Don’t Know What 2 Call It (Vol. 1). From that point, he launched three extra undertakings (e.g. Make Them Believe, In the Meantime, The Luca Brasi Story) before picking up himself an impressive group of onlookers with his 2013 mixtape, Stranger Than Fiction. we were not able to configure kevin gates net worth for the said years.

His first push to achieve the US music outlines, Stranger Than Fiction included fourteen tracks, a couple of which highlighted visitor appearances from Juicy J, Wiz Khalifa, and Starlito. Among the 14-tune track list were Don’t Know What to Call It, Thinking with My Dick, Die Bout It, White Tan, 4 Legs and a Biscuit, Strokin, and Smiling Faces.

His first release with Atlantic Records, its generation was dealt with by a few people including Arthur McArthur, Dun Deal, DJ Spins, The Feather stones, among others. Gates’ first tolerable hit, Stranger Than Fiction wound up cresting at number 37 on the Billboard Top 200, and at number 11 on the Top R&B Albums graph.

Coming back with more music the following year, Gates discharged By Any Means in March 2014. His second business mixtape, it not just sold more than 17,000 duplicates in the US yet in addition entered the Billboard Top 200 at number 17. Including visitor appearances from Doe B, 2 Chainz, Rico Love, and Plies, the track posting accompanied the titles, Just Want Some Money, Get Up On My Level!, Keep Fucking With Me, Can’t Make This Up, Wish I Had It, and Posed to Be in Love. Applauded as an “unforeseen brilliance”, the undertaking accumulated great surveys from a few music faultfinders.

His next huge hit, Luca Brasi 2 was discharged in the winter of 2014. Delivered by Mark Kragen, Nic, Rico Love, Kane Beats, and The Runners, and numerous others, it offered ascend to eighteen tracks including Word Around Time (Feat. Rich Homie Quan), Pourin the Syrup, Break the Bitch Down (Feat. K Camp), Wassup with It, Don’t Panic, Perfect Imperfection, and Out the Mud. In the US, the mixtape entered the Billboard Top 20 at number 38 with around 26,000 deals in the principal week; it later additionally topped at number 5 on the Top Hip Hop Albums outline.

Beginning the new year on a new note, the rapper turned out with his presentation collection, Islah on January 29, 2016. Upheld by four singles, it immediately accumulated boundless recognition from pundits upon its discharge. Commended by various distributions including Spin and Vice Magazine, it entered the Billboard Top 200 at number 200; inside the principal week alone, it had sold more than 93,000 duplicates in the US. In the end, Islah additionally diagrammed at number 2 on the Top hip-Hop Albums graph and at number 7 on the Top Tastemaker Albums outline.

In charge of a spike in his ubiquity, Islah bragged 15 tracks including Kno One, 2 Phones, Time for That, and Really, all of which stay to be his best singles to date. Inside a couple of long stretches of its release, the collection had sold more than one million duplicates locally, procuring it platinum accreditation from the RIAA.  So it is quite easy asses kevin gates net worth with his success rate.

Gates’ next outlining mix-tape, Murder For Hire 2 was made accessible in May 2016.

Not quite the same as his past endeavors in that it was entirely for retail purposes just, it contained eight tracks, Click House (Feat. OG Boobie Black), Great Example, Off da Meter, Showin’ Up, Lil Nigga, The Prayer, Believe In Me, and Fuck It. Upon its discharge, it appeared at number 12 on the Billboard Top 200, with 20,000 unadulterated deals before the finish of the primary week.

From that point forward, Gates has discharged another mixtape titled, By Any Means 2. A continuation of his 2014 task, it offered ascend to over twelve new tracks including No Love, Do U Down, Imagine That, Came Up, Jus Wanna, and Beautiful Scars, the remainder of which highlighted PnB Rock.

While it just bodes well that Gates earned some from the above titles, it’s by all account not the only wellspring of wage that he has. Another enormous cash creator for the rapper comes as shows and visits. As you can likely envision, it’s simple for a craftsman to round up a couple of hundred if not a couple of thousand for each show which raised kevin gates net worth.

Since his presentation, the Louisiana local has put on various exhibitions over the world. Simply a year ago, he left on a show visit which saw him hitting many scenes from the United States to Germany. While he didn’t visit this year, he put on a modest bunch of shows in the US from Arizona to Florida; his latest execution was at the Providence Medical Center Amphitheater in Bonner Springs, Kansas.

As of now, it doesn’t look like Gates has any up and coming shows arranged. Stay tuned!

Over that, the craftsman likewise pulls in a better than average sum from his Youtube channel, which has near 3 million endorsers. Since he propelled it in 2012, his recordings have been seen well more than 2 billion times!

Starting at 2017, his most prominent video, the official MV for his melody 2 Phones has been played in excess of 225 million times. Changing over that to dollars, that works out to be well finished $180,000 in advertisement income alone! A portion of his other best transfers incorporate the official recordings for Really, Satellites, Get The Mud, Posed To Be in Love, and Don’t Get Tired.

Altogether, what amount has Gates earned from his Youtube? Accepting that not as much as half of his aggregate view tally is monetized and that he makes at any rate $2 per 1,000 perspectives, he would have officially made $1.6 million (preceding Google’s cut)!

Kevin Gates’ Personal Life

Kevin Gates has been hitched to his significant other Dreka for a long time. Subsequent to dating for more than 13 years, the two got married in 2015. Presently, she functions as the rapper’s reserving manager. He has two kids with his significant other.   Little girl named Islah Karen Gates (whom he had named his studio collection after) and a child named Khaza Kamil Gates.

Kevin Gates did not head off to college. Having said that, he managed to acquire himself a graduate degree in brain research amid his opportunity in jail from 2008 and 2011.

Where Does Kevin Gates Live? Pictures of Kevin Gates’ House

It’s accepted that he right now lives in Louisiana with his significant other and two kids. Shockingly, we don’t have any photos of his home as of now.  Since his spell in jail, Kevin Gates has substantiated himself on numerous occasions that he’s a skilled craftsman. Not exclusively does he have a studio collection that

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I’m On 3.0

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I’m On 3.0

–Intro: Trae tha Truth– They say three times the charm, huh? I got ya

–Verse 1: Trae tha Truth– Yeah, all gas, fast, livin’ like somethin’ was speedin’ Ashy to classy, now I bless ’em like someone who sneezin’ I’m only here to give ’em pressure, bitch, picture me squeezin’ Against the world like I was Pac, wasn’t nobody believin’ Nothin’ deceivin’, know the truth, what the fuck you was needin’? Gather this evenin’ for the one, reputation was steamin’ Vision me gleamin’ from the mud, ain’t no point in you cleanin’ I’m motivation for the ones who nobody was feedin’ Automatic still give ‘e the same kick Started the sideline, now I’m starrin’ in game 6 Spit and make ’em replay it like they’re stuck on the same disk Work, I give ’em new, never stretchin’ the same brick Never the same chick, yeah I’m still on that same shit Cop me a new spot, tryna see where the plane fits Picture me with a crown, next to that where my name sits Galaxy in the ceilin’ just to show ’em what fame gets

–Verse 2: T.I.– In the heart of the jungle walkin’ through the fire You beat the charge if you show up with an alibi Runnin’ wild in the city, no direction All we know is get that dough, run up the checks and I’m self-made, wasn’t made for the military Get paid, dodge jail and the cemetery You better reach for the stars, take your best shot You let them haters kill your dream, your ass be assed out, forreal

–Verse 3: Dave East– Fill a Backwood with three nicks V6, cut the coke, remix Squeeze clips if ever we hear that he snitched I’m allergic to broke niggas in the precinct Found out my man was hatin’ and we ain’t speak since Barney’s, Nord’s can’t add up the paper we spent Tryna get drunk, I’m tokin’, I got a P bent I touched a million, ain’t sleep since, on defense

–Verse 4: Tee Grizzley– Freedom got me feelin’ like I flown up Out of prison, I ain’t think that I was blowin’ up Bunch of young rich niggas home, Rollies up Run up on us, watch how quick I’ll lift the toaster up Money got me feelin’ like you can’t control us Servin’, watchin’ out for the patrollers We used to play the game, play on your controllers Seen niggas get killed, heart froze up Picked up them choppas, got to go and duck Shootin’ everything up, it ain’t no ho in us Shit ain’t even last, free bro and them In Chicago I’m home, that’s on 4 and them Now I’m thinkin’ right ’cause I see I can make it Started, fam strugglin’, I couldn’t take it You got it out the mud, I got it out the pavement I used to miss payments, got the title, dare you try to take it

–Verse 5: Royce da 5’9″– Triple OG Never without vision or livin’ goal-free Never writ it though I’ve been out gettin’ this since ’03 Every little red cent and every dividend Has been counted and acquired Been legit, legal and been with the code I’m colder than December in the winter cold Look, I’ve been out givin’ canned goods and clothes To the children on 34th, real nigga, ugh

–Verse 6: Curren$y– I could put you on like socks Put you on like my watch Put you on the block, you can get that off Put you on the right lot, you can get that car Put you on like a fitted Put you on in my city Got the stars in the ceilin’, that’s the Wraith Got the top in the trunk, that’s a don I could give it to a nigga either way ’cause I’m on, L

–Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Mark Morrison– I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, yeah

–Verse 7: Snoop Dogg– Wakin’ up, feelin’ good, rollin’ through the neighborhood Do or die, every day, I lead ’em in a different way I don’t take no mess, get it off of my chest I’ma be dressed to impress, no stress, fresh Off the east side, Trae called me up and said “Unc I’ma need you on the b-side” So I came through, ah, mic checked, one-two, uh Gettin’ real funky, kinda smell like manure Eight cars, eight stars Return of the mack with these hot eight bars Flip through it, dip through it This is the shit that’ll make you get to it Break down, give it up, pour it up Now drink it up, roll it up Light it up, how you feel, y’all? See you in high definition with a mothafuckin’ real Dogg

–Verse 8: Fabolous– And every day I’m on And if I wasn’t, then why would I say I’m on? Get an Em and get low, that’s the Dre I’m on Get a B in blue, that’s the Jay I’m on They on sidelines watchin’ what play I’m on I call a audible, that’s what a baller do They keep askin’ me, is there more to do? Well ain’t water wet? Well then it’s more to get To my shorty’s set, and his shorty’s set This game ain’t over, it’s more quarters left I gotta rep my city, do it for the set I gotta talk my shit until I’m short of breath ‘Cause the world is full of niggas tryna off your on switch Tryna find a place that your coffin gon’ fit Me and my niggas on some confidente shit And we ain’t really feelin’ that off and on shit, I’m on

–Verse 9: Rick Ross– Maybach Music Chasin’ paper, starin’ out the casket Was a stunna ’til they froze all the assets Killers at your neck ’til you cut a check You talkin’ ’bout the money, nigga, where it’s at? Cars for my dogs, do it for the cause Right back here tomorrow, nigga, inshallah Prayin’ on my knees, do it for the keep Do it for the team, or I’ma let it be

–Verse 10: Chamillionaire– Chamilitary mane They thought I was done, but really I ain’t even stress it Just look at all the dough I got invested Two years and two billion dollar exits And now your relevance ain’t lookin’ that impressive (it ain’t) So glad we ain’t gotta chase relevance And I would like to thank the dead presidents For not livin’ forever-ever, forever-ever For all of them that passed, I’ve been gettin’ paid ever since Be okay, still paid, still stackin’ it We gon’ stay, courtside, that’s accurate We gon’ take the White House and get back in it They tried to turn us in to the villains like Colin Kaepernick But it’s okay, Gotham City needs savin’ You’ll fight back but I’ma shock ’em like Raiden I don’t fold, I don’t quit and don’t cave in Your worst nightmare, Freddy Krueger, Wes Craven

–Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Mark Morrison– I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, yeah

–Verse 11: G-Eazy– And I don’t think he really needs any coachin’ The weather’s gettin’ hot, Eazy Season approachin’ Came up and everybody sees the devotion I put the work in, I cause a commotion Whenever I’m in public, modern-day Elvis Hoes at my shows wanted selfies Made it here and ain’t nobody helped us Now I’m on a path to be great So they say, that’s what everybody tells us

–Verse 12: Styles P– Raised knee-deep in the dope game If I had two guns up then they was both aimed Saturday mornin’, I’m watchin’ Soul Train Eatin’ leftover food, lo-mein Now I’m plant-based, couple juice bars I’m on now, I don’t care if the stamp straight Told Trae I’m the truth like his name is Can show you what pain is, I’ll tell you what game is, ghost

–Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Mark Morrison– I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on

–Verse 13: E-40– Ayy Trae, let the councilor speak E-40! The best that ever did it and got away with it Let the councilor speak Not a septic tank, but I’m with the shit On my coast, I’m the topic and the subject Where I’m from it’s hella squeeze and heathens’ guns bust I wish that TD Jakes would come and pray for us They pimpin’, they flockin’, they like to steal and rob Backdoor their loved ones, inside job That’s why I stay with a stapler, a baby tomahawk Life or death situations in case I gotta pop I made a promise to the lord that I’ma keep it funky Never switched, never sell my soul for money I always been for right, maybe that’s what’s wrong Now I’m on like the most requested song Since a teen, I was doin’ my thing, magazine On the 1300 block, we had a machine I had a quarter mil’ at the age of 19 In the kitchin’ cookin’ birdies with no wings The best rappers come from the gravel, the slums Empty rack with spaghetti sauce jars rockin’ up crumbs It ain’t easy bein’ on for 30 years to see the glitter and glamour But not the blood, sweat and tears I’m an old ass youngsta, bruh, I’m a vet Sick Wid It Records, sellin’ cassettes before the internet I never made a mixtape in my life But one day I’ma do it for my fans, the people that saved my life I’m on

–Chorus: D.R.A.M., Gary Clark, Jr., & Mark Morrison– I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, I’m on I’m on, yeah

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