Mike WiLL Made It and ILOVEMAKONNEN (or just Makonnen from now on) have been collaborating on some music, and the below track ‘Wishin’ You Well’ is the first official release from that. To be honest, I’m not all that sure why this guy is getting a look — he can’t sing. at all — but it hasn’t stopped other Atlanta stars like Future. So there’s that.
In related news, Makonnen also covers the latest issue of the FADER; in addition to many topics about his life and career mentioned in the candid feature, the piece that sticks out the most is in regards to the death of one of his closest friends (past reports state that Makonnen accidentally shot and killed his friend Anthony after trying to get the guy away from him). You can read that excerpt below; the full interview can be found here.
We were hanging out: me, my friend and my other friend, Anthony. In two weeks, me and my friend were meant to go to the Air Force together; it was like everyone’s last night. Our other friend had just died—he was shot in February—so we were like, ‘What are we really doing here? Are we going to sell weed in this neighborhood all our lives?’
We’re in the car, and they’re rolling up, smoking, and I’m sitting in the back seat. Anthony is on the phone with his girlfriend, and they’re arguing about some petty shit: ‘No, I’m not getting you these Jordans,’ or something like that. High school shit. So I’m like, ‘Dude, get off the phone. Let’s chill. It’s our last day hanging out.’ He hangs up and pulls out a gun, cocks it, and points it at me, like, ‘You’re getting on my fucking nerves. How do you want it?’
I’m like, ‘Dude, chill, it’s not even that serious.’ The other guy’s like, ‘Yeah, bro, we don’t play with guns.’ Anthony puts the gun in his lap and unclips it. I run out of the car. I leave to go pee. I’m scared, like, this motherfucker be tripping. I don’t know anything about guns, because I never had a gun, but I see the clip in his hand, so I think the gun is empty. My plan is to get the gun and put it in this trash can, so we can finish smoking and shit. I go back to the car, and the door is open, and the gun’s on his leg, and I go to reach for it, and he feels it move and…
He didn’t know I was coming. He just felt it moving, and the shit just popped. I remember the smoke, but I don’t even remember having my hand on the gun. It was just, like, falling and boof! I saw the flash, and I saw him bleeding out of his head. The blood is starting to leak, and the other guy gets out of the car—he’s trying not to get his shoes covered with blood. We’re just freaking out, so we run in the house to get Anthony’s older brother, and I’m like, ‘Dude, your brother just got shot.’ I see Anthony over in the car, just shaking and dying and shit. I felt like I had exploded and died myself.
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