Hey guys here is another part of the story I hope y'all like it peace out💖✌

🔥August's pov🔥
"Before I go do you guys want me to do one more song?" I asked the crowd of my hometown of Louisiana. Damn I love these fans, sure I had it rough when I was trying to survive. But I am blessed that I got this fame, and all this damn fans. Where would I be without them? Shit I must be the luckiest man in the world. The crowd was screaming that must mean yes. "Ok guys ,let's do one more song." I heard the chorus of Ghetto  and started to sing. "I love the way you keep heels on, Hair ain't your but it's paid for and it's really long, Show them tattoos when you switch it up, With your J's on," After I finish singing the song and saying good-bye to my hometown, I went back on the tour bus with my manager. "August, this was the last state man ain't you glad this tour is over?" He said,getting a water bottle out the refrigerator. "Yes bruh I can chill and have fun for a few days. A nigga is tired as fuck right now." I said, while laying down with the hat over my face. After, 3 hours of sleeping I got up and put water on my face and checked my phone. "Damn 13 messages from Chris and 16 missed calls from my mom. Well I better call her back because I know how she is if I don't call her back ." I dialed my mom's number and waited for her to answer. On the third ring, she picked up "August Alsina Jr. Why didn't you call me back when you got your ass on that damn bus?!" I put my hand on my forehead and rub my temples. Damn she not going to ask me how the tour went? She going to start yelling at me when I call back? Are you fuckin for real at least I'm not dead woman." I'm sorry mom,it's just when I got on the bus, I fell asleep and didn't get a chance to check my phone." I said, still a little half sleep."Ok baby,just don't scary me like that. I get worried about you a lot." I looked up at the ceiling, I love my mom but she can be crazy sometimes. Everytime she say something like that it makes me feel guity as hell. I didn't want her to worry about me. "Ok mom, I got to go love you." I said,trying to think." I love you too sweetie." I hung up and put my face in my hands and close my and breath. "I am so happy I get a few days off. I'm going to need it." I thought as I took my shirt off and layed down, thinking for the rest of the day.