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Location: Dee's Apartment
"NAWFSIDE COOLIN SHAWTY YEAH DATS WHERE I STAY" I sung loudly.
I lowkey forgot about dis song but i sure as hell knew it word for word.
"HEARD YOU WAS A LAME BOY GET UP OUT MY FACE" My friend Dee said after me.
"AND MY EX KEEP CALLING SWEAR THAT SHE BE IN DA WAY" I said next.
"AND I NEED A THIN REDBONE SHOW YOU WHERE I LAY" I said and dee paused the song.
"nigga i know you ain't just take my part" He said while mugging me.
"mane shut da hell up" I said while waving him off.
"I'm finna go to the shop so ima catch you later" I said and we both got up and dapped each other up and I left and went to my car and started driving to my tattoo shop.
I used to sell drugs but after about 2 years of doing that I stopped. A lot of people told me that I had talent and that I needed to do something with it instead of throwing my life away in the streets.
At first I wasn't really tryna hear all that but after I while I realized that no amount of money is worth throwing my life away and getting hurt but not only that but risking the lives of the people around me and the people that care for me so I quit.
I used some of the money I got from selling and I opened my shop and I just went up from there.
Now I do tats for "celebrities" and shit so I got good source of income.
I pulled up to the shop and went inside.
"wassup seki" My co-worker said calling me by my street name.
Everybody knew I was out the game but my name still held weight and I still put fear in these bitches hearts.
I nodded to her and went to my lil office/ room ion really know what to call it just know that that's where I do my tats at.
My first appointment came in and It was a girl, she looked about 15/16 years old and she came in with her mom so I know she had parental consent.
She told me what she wanted and nodded sanitized all my needles and shit and sat down in my chair started drawing the tattoo on a piece of paper for reference.
"dis what you want?" I asked showing her the paper and she nodded.
"where you want it?" i asked
"on my side" she said and I nodded and started tracing the tattoo on her side with a marker.
I started doing the tattoo and as the needle touched her skin this mothafucka started screaming and jumping.
"sit da hell down you gon make me fuck it up" I said and her momma mugged me and said "don't talk to my child like that"
"well tell yo child to sit da hell down i ain't even do shit yet da hell" I said while mugging her
She mugged me and told her daughter to sit down.
I finally finished the tattoo but it took wayyy longer than what is was supposed to cus her ass wanted to keep moving.
For the rest of the day I had walk-ins and I finally fished for the day.
I cleaned up my station and went out to my car.
I got in put on some music and started driving to my momma house so that I could bring her some popeyes.
I pulled up to the popeyes drive thru.
"hi welcome to popeyes, what may i get you?"
I had to pause because ole girl sounded way to nice for this ghetto ass establishment.
"uh lemme get uhhhh 2 spicy chicken sandwich combos"
"Alright, what's your sides and your drink?"
"uhh cajun fries and sweet tea"
"okay, your total is 14.05 please pull up to the next window"
"ight" I pulled up to the next window and payed and got my food and made my way to my momma house.
I pulled up and went inside.
"WHEA DA HOES AT?" i yelled as i walked inside. I always felt the need to say that anytime i walked into somebody house or a store.
"BOY SHUT DA HELL UP AND BRING MY FOOD" I heard my momma yell.
I waved her off and went into the living room where she was.
She was sitting on the couch watching love island.
"now they dead wrong for having justine on there wit that fucked up wig, the fuck is that" She said.
"momma stop talking sh- about her" i said, stopping myself from cussing.
"yeah yeah where my food at?" she asked and I smacked my teeth and gave her the food.
Me and my momma caught up for a bit and then I took my ass back home.
I pulled up to my apartment complex and I saw Keyomi fine ass walking to her car.
I definitely wanted to talk to her but I don't plan on getting too attached cus she probably gon do me dirty just like everyone else.
Now that I think about it what's the point of talking to her at all?
I shook my thoughts and got out the car and walked to my apartment.
