I was a boy when I met her and loving her taught me how to be a man.
** This book features MATURE THEMES including violence, strong language, sexual content and potentially-triggering fictional scenarios. Please read at your own discretion. **
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F I F T Y - S I X
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𝗦𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗫𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗲𝗿𝗗𝗮𝘃𝗶𝘀 | 𝗠𝗶𝗿 Beaumont, TX.
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"Preciate it, Mir." The old head said as he stood outside my car window.
"Be easy, og." I dapped him up.
"Where can I find you next week?" I chuckled and leaned back in my seat.
"This is the last of the weed I have here in Beaumont, the rest is down in Houston."
He sighed,"So Cj and 'nem wasn't lying when they said you were done with this shit huh?"
"Cj got a fat ass mouth but yea. I'm finally done with all this for the most part." I shrugged.
He let out a deep breath, glancing around the neighborhood. "You know that means that lil' nigga Rol gon' try to pick up where you left off right?"
I huffed and clenched my jaw, not trynna show how og mad I really was. Rol is this lil' 19 year old nigga here in Beaumont that's been trying to piggy back off my ass for years. I found out the nigga had his friends buying weed from me so he could go resell it, like this is some typa charity or some shit.
He was still a senior in highschool at the time but I didn't let him off the hook 'cause the nigga definitely knew what he was doinh. So I had a few people rough him up for me and he never did that shit again.