Killa POV
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"Aye Killa i'm get you your money soon I swear man"
I was tired of hearing niggas tell me they was "gon get my money"
"No more chances Trill get me my money,give it to em"I said to one of my runners
I had just finished my last check up on one of the blocks so the rest of the day I was free
I closed my eyes and sat my head against my seat
I was tired as shit but I ain't slept right since the night of the block party
I took a sip of my drink before Jeremiah started calling me
"what nigga"I said answering the phone
"Yo come scoop us up"He said
"who us?"
"yo only friends nigga hurry up"He said ending the phone
Fuck it why not
I started the car and headed over to Izzy crib
They were waitin outside and all got in the back
I turned around confused
"You gotta got get Leila too"Deja said
I drove off and headed to her crib
I honked the horn and she came out in an orange 2 piece with her phone and a hoodie in her arms
"Hey yall what we doin"She said getting in the car
"Nun much i'm tryna get high as a bitch "Jeremiah said
"ightt Killa your house it is"Leila said putting on her seatbelt
and then she started starring at me
"what?"I asked her
"Seatbelt"
"ion need that shit"I said before pulling off
Once we got to my house
Leila wanted to hot box in the car
Jeremiah n nem was gon do it in the house
Leila POV
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