“Fuck Jay, you were supposed to get that nigga to act the fuck up so he could be out the gotdamn way. I’m not posting his bail or none of that shit.” “This is it? Convincing Treason to sell his catalogue to Rodney is the end?” B. Janae asked. “You don’t need me anymore?” “Nah. At this point if Lucci sees Rodney, it’s over for him. I got the royalties and Lucci is finally out of the way.”
Wtffff
