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I can't even cap , seeing Kai in the club with that blue contact wearing ass nigga from the elevator had me hot as hell . All kinds of shit was running through my mind , and it was taking everything in me not to pull out my gun and blow his brains out all over the fucking booth .
I should've followed my first mind and not even came out tonight . But I was trying to stay on Nari's good side . After that shit that happened at her house awhile back she ended up telling our nana that I disrespected her . I was thankful as hell that she didn't tell her the whole truth . But she was still pissed at me and cut into me bad .
My nana was my everything and I couldn't have her mad at me so I made things right with my little cousin .
It maybe selfish of me to be mad that Kai was with a nigga but I didn't give a fuck .
I know she probably think I ghosted her but my hands tied up in so much shit right now that I don't need any distractions.
I was supplying more weight than i have ever done since I started this shit . I've literally been on flight after flight going from city to city expanding my business and meeting new plugs . But all that had to come to a complete stop .
A few days ago one of my young corner boys Twan was killed and found dead in one of my trap houses .
The shit really fucked me up , because out of all the corner boys I had working for me , Tee , Twan , Snook and B was my favorites, they were like them irritating ass little brothers that I never had .
The shit was probably fucking with T the most because he was the one who was suppose to be at the spot that day with Twan but his moms ended up being rushed to the emergency room so he had to be there with his family .
He told me that him and Twan were texting back and fourth until about 9 o'clock then the texts just stop coming . So once his mom was doing a little better he left the ER and went straight to the trap.
Once he got there he told me that he knew Twan was there bc the game was still plugged up but on pause . He yelled out for Twan but never got a response. As he made his way into the kitchen there Twan was , laid out in the middle of the floor with a gun shot wound to his chest and another one right in the center of his head .
I always told everybody that worked for me that this wasn't no little boy business nor one for the weak . This is what came with this lifestyle and you gotta be ready for shit like this at all times .
these last few days I've been hitting all dead ins . Somebody was really in my city moving like a ghost and I didn't have not one fucking clue on who the fuck it was .
Nothing ever got passed me when it came to this street shit , but I felt like I was slipping bad . One of mine got took out and I haven't responded fast enough. All that meant was that niggas would try me because they would think shit was sweet .
My trigger finger was itching and I knew that it was only a matter of time before I dropped some shit . It was about to get real militant around this bitch .
Pulling up to Rico's crib I parked in front of his crib , killed the engine and got out .
This nigga Rico had more than enough money but he choose to stay right here in Harlem .
Knocking on the door I stood to the side and waited for him to come to the door .
Once he did I walked inside and dapped him up .
What's up nigga , why yo ass been blowing up my phone like you my bitch or something ?
If yo ass would've answered the first time I wouldn't had to keep calling , I wanna show you something , follow me .
