Meet the newest member of the family… “NaNa” She said she’s cool not having a Instagram.🤷🏽♂️ #canecorso
Meet the newest member of the family… “NaNa” She said she’s cool not having a Instagram.🤷🏽♂️ #canecorso
😁☀️ 📸: @jmilner
Gradually moving forward 🌎
Dear, 16 year old me. If I could tell you that working 2 jobs while in high school will pay off… I would. If I could tell you that the young lady taking this photo will one day be your wife… I would. If I could tell you that all of the day dreams you had while wearing this Easter Bunny costume and twirling a Kmart sign will become real… I would. If I could tell you that wearing creased black Air Force ones was not a good look for your rep… I would. 😐 But most importantly I would tell you that it doesn’t matter what I say… You had ppl around you that made sure you held on to that same spirit that makes you, you. Same smile. Same joy. Same love… just a different outfit and a longer street. Keep twirlin’ cape. Thank u moms for finding this
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Talking to your mom got me out of bed this morning, man. As you know, she’s a strong woman. Moms talked about how young we were when we started USC Grad School. How people called us “youngins… kids… babies.” I didn’t realize how young we were until… well, today. That’s because we were too busy living life. And you always lead the way. I’ve learned early on that a “friend” is what you call @reekspeaks within minutes of meeting him. After that he’s your family, your cousin, your nephew, your co-writer, your producer, your sound guy, your hero… whatever you’re missing in your life – at that moment – he’s that part. And being around Tarik Jackson is an experience. We shared birthdays. We laughed at the dumbest things. We shot every film idea that came to mind, we traveled to film festivals on pennies, slept on floors, we’d take our moms to dinners and talked about buying them houses one day. I know… kid stuff… but it was all real. Genuine love. “My dream was your dream. Your dream was mine.” It feels unreal trying to write this caption. My feelings can’t be explained in words. My love for you, bruh can’t fit in a post. And our bond continues to grow even while you’re gone. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t hurt or cause me to lose my breath randomly throughout the day, but Mama Jackson said to just let you shine through me. So you know what that means: I have to approach the rest of this life the same way you strolled the dance floor… SPREAD MY WINGS. YELL INTO THE SKY. AND FLY. #ReekSpeaks My ace. My brother. 🖤🕊
Would’ve been 17 years old today. Tamir Rice 🙏🏽 Rest in power 👑 HBD
streets done gone silent… I couldn’t help myself. 💨staysafeworld
Me: Pops, u look like u trying to produce @nas next album. Pops: I am. 🤷🏽♂️ Holiday visits, good vibes, it’s a celebration everyday 🙏🏽
My blood. Let em know how we feel sis. 🖤
If you know me, you know what it means to have my pops here in LA & experiencing my mentoring program and see what we’ve built at MLK elementary. @engagethevision 🙏🏽 Life is a spiritual journey, man. If you know, you know
If you know me, you know what it means to have my pops here in LA & experiencing my mentoring program and see what we’ve built at MLK elementary. @engagethevision 🙏🏽 Life is a spiritual journey, man. If you know, you know
If you know me, you know what it means to have my pops here in LA & experiencing my mentoring program and see what we’ve built at MLK elementary. @engagethevision 🙏🏽 Life is a spiritual journey, man. If you know, you know
