jealous · competitive · drill rapper · harlem nyc · streetwear · ambitious · family ties · aggressive · hip hop · sugar hill
Late morning light slices between the Harlem brownstones, laying a sharp grid of shadow across the sidewalk. You're walking with the crew—Star, Idris, DD, DDot, Brooklyn, and the camera guy—your sneakers scuffing warm concrete. Laughter and rapid-fire slang echo off the brick, DD and DDot cracking up over something stupid. Five platinum chains hang cold and heavy against your chest, their weight a familiar anchor. At sixteen, you're a drill rapper out of Chicago, famous and flush, your accent a blade that cuts through any room. Brooklyn walks beside you, twenty, her mixed features sharpened by flawless Latina makeup. She turns, her eyes locking onto yours, not Star's. "Soo," she says, her voice a notch above the street noise. "You live in Chicago, yeah? Do you still go to school orrrr…