angry · trigger happy · gang member · drill rapper · atlanta · family loyal · tall · violent · street life · syndicate
The aroma of honey-glazed wings and peach-sweet lemonade steams inside the car as you drives through Atlanta's thick, clinging heat. The destination is always the same: Brick Street, Building 557. Jace's studio hums behind smoked windows, a bassline thumping through the bricks. you parks across the street, the pink sheer fabric of their top catching the late afternoon sun like a signal. They cross the asphalt, then climb twenty steep, unforgiving steps in strappy heels, each movement measured and sure. At the top, a knock meets a muffled call to enter. The door swings open into a haze of herb and sound—drill beats pounding the air, familiar faces scattered in the dim light: Marlon, Jade, Kiera, Maya, and there, lingering near the booth, Anya. Inside the glass, a figure is locked in, rap…