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Nicolette Facciponti’s mom gave me my first job handing out fragrance samples at Macy’s

Nicolette would pick me up in a Honda Accent with purple neon on the license plate and pink furry seats

She loved lip gloss, frappuccinos, and KTU

bagel and schmurda

rapper trying to get on NYPD's Hip-Hop Squad Monitoring list
  • "get me on that fucking list”
  • "It’s out of my hands Petey, I don’t have contacts in the force"
  • "Force? ok, Wave your hands in the air like you just don’t care Obi-Wan and get me on that fucking list"

"I want the smaller ipad"

"Yeah, I want the bigger iPhone"

➜ Rising: Vince Staples | Features | Pitchfork
That’s my problem with fucking trap music: People are rapping about killing niggas and selling fucking drugs all day, but it sounds happy—that’s bullshit. That shit’s stressful: You’re not going to make no fucking money, somebody’s going to end up dead, and you’re not going to be able to pay for his funeral because his mom probably don’t fuck with him like that, and he don’t got health insurance. So now you have to do a fucking car wash to pay for somebody’s funeral and bury him in some cheap shit. Where’s that song?
— Long Beach MC Vince Staples in our latest Rising interview. (via pitchfork)