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bored, you decide to text rakim as he’s in the studio

“bae, apparently giving your girl money and attention makes you live longer.” your text read

a few minutes later, your phone rings and it’s a facetime call from rakim. you answer it, your phone facing the ceiling as you could see his face in the frame, smoking a blunt and loud music playing

“nah, ian call the ceiling. let me see yo pretty face and tell me where you heard that from.” he chuckled, his eyes glued to the screen