The Way It Is (Way Too Deep Sequel)

Chapter 28 😮‍💨

"I'm hot I need some Fiji water. And you know how I'm rockin', gotta finish what I started. I'm smart, but this chopper go retarted. What you need? I could get it, come and cop it."

~All in (Outro)~

-Sleepy Hallow

I stepped foot in my office and smiled. Having this much power was so addicting. My life was set. Forever. I pulled the Henny bottle from off of the shelf and walked over to the opposite side to get a glass.

I was back in New York and I felt like I was home. Where I should be. There was a knock at my door and I groaned. I just fucking got here.

"Come in!" I yelled.

In walked Crazy. This was my right hand man. I looked at him in the same light as King and 'em. He helped me start this shit out here. Told me what areas were popular, show how these young ass niggas be moving.

Some of them ain't have no damn sense and it fucked with me. Like what the fuck is up with you niggas? The shit be mad simple.

"Damn when you was gonna tell me you was coming back nigga?" He asked while going to grab a glass.

"I'm back nigga."

He shook his head and took the Henny bottle from me and poured some into his glass.

"You find out who it was that was telling?" I asked him.

"That bum ass nigga Keeno. He's been moving weird as fuck lately. He think shit sweet. What you gonna do?"

"I don't know yet. What you been up to since the last time I talked to you?"

He laughed. "Just 2 days ago?"

"Yes nigga. Cause you be doing wild shit."

He stuck his middle finger up before pulling out some pre-rolled blunts.

"Nah I've been chilling lately. You trynna go to the club tonight?" He asked.

"Hell yeah. I need some stripper titties in my face."

He looked at me weirdly then fixed his face and shrugged. He never pried when he came to Shit like this. He knew that me and Akashaa wasn't good.

"What you got going on with Nike?" He asked me.

"Some shit planned for just the girls. Gonna name it Liyani for baby girl. I figure whatever I get from that will go to her."

"That's wassup nigga. You need to put me on. I got these crazy ass ideas I've been working on." He said before leaving out the room.

I was excited to see his shit honestly. He was talented when it came to this drawling shit and it was always different. Like some real out of the box shit.

He walked back into my office with a folder. He placed it in front of me and lit one of the blunts.

I looked through the designs and smiled. There was two that stood out to me the most. One of them had the Nike sign as a monster who was deviously smiling and it had fire coming from inside it. The other one was the Reign design and some crazy spikes from it.