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excuse all mistakes ."you can go and stop playing games, playing games."
playing games - Summer WalkerROME MAHANGO| 𝚁𝚘
📍; 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚐𝚘, 𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚜
"Imma drop you home, it's too late for you to be walking outside by yo self." Von said.Von was not your average hood nigga; he was a gentleman something that women needed in this Wicked World, he also made sure that everyone he loved was straight he was the definition of a rider.
"Imma think about it." Rome said.
"There is nothing to think about. You coming with me regardless." Von said while grabbing her hand.
Rome smirked at the gesture. If it was any other nigga, Rome would literally scream rape; but she was with Von. A sexy ass gangsta that never took no for an answer, which made him 10x more attractive.
Von led Rome to his car. It was a beautiful BMW X6 with a cream exterior; something you wouldn't expect someone to drive in the hood, but then again this is Von we are dealing with. Not your average hood nigga.
"This is your car?" Rome asked.
"Yeah." Von answered with a smirk.
"Wow." Rome breathed out.
"Girl stop tryna fuck my car and get in." Von said while opening the door for her.
With excitement, Rome quickly sat in the car; remembering to pray that Von wouldn't hurt her.
"Where you live at?" Von asked.
"63rd street." Rome said.
Von shot her a death glare. If looks could kill Rome would've been 6 feet under by now.
"Get the out of my car foe, I ain't playing whichu." Von said trying to keep his anger in.
"Chill nigga. I live on 64th." Rome said while nervously chuckling.
"On the person you love the most?" Von asked her.
"On my momma." Rome told Von.
Her mother was the person she loved the most. Her father was dead and Rome would always say fuck that nigga for what he did to her mother.
If anything, Rome's mother experienced the worst side in the Wicked World.
"aight." Von said while starting the car.
'Gleesh Place' began to play in the car and Von started rapping his heart out.
"I make shit shake (shake), up in broad day, No face, ain't no case (no case), learned that the hard way I'm posted in Parkway , fuck what the narcs say (fuck what they say)
Just hit a quick stain (huh, what?), now I'm runnin' through gang ways (run, run)
Jump the tall gate , hit a hallway Ran to the fifth floor , now I'm at Gleesh place ." Von rapped ad libs and all.Von noticed that Rome was bumping her head to the beat, which made him smirk.
"You fucking wit this?" Von asked with a smirk on his face.
"Yeah, I like the beat and the flow goes crazy." Rome answered.
"Is this your song?" Rome asked.
"Yeah, how did you know?" Von asked her.
"The way you rap is the way you speak, it's just that when you tap you do it much aggressively but when you talk it's much smoother." Rome explained.
Von found this impressive as hell. She was a very attentive listener, which made Von find her attractive even more.
Rome was also able to read people, based off the way you carried yourself. She always made sure to see how they acted before she associated herself with them because her mood reflected on other people's vibe.
"What music you fuck wit?" Von asked.
"Old school and New school R&B." Rome said.
"So you don't listen to rap?" Von asked her.
"I do but I listen to R&B more." She explained.
"So you gon listen to my music?" Von asked her.
"Yeah, I fuck with it. Your flow is fire as hell." Rome complimented.
"preciate' it." Von said with a smile.
"No problem." Rome said.
The rest of the ride was in comfortable silence, both just enjoyed each other's presence.
"Stop right here." Rome said to Von.
"This ya building?" Von asked.
"Yeah." Rome responded.
"My boy gleesh live here, my moms live in the next building." He explained.
"I didn't ask but okay." Rome said with an attitude.
"Yo where you get this attitude from, I might have just met you today but ion tolerate attitudes or disrespect lil folks." Von said sternly.
All Rome did was yawn sarcastically, meaning that she didn't care about what was said.
"Keep playing with me lil folks, keep playing." Von said.