Trill POV
They call me Trill , but that ain't my real name . My real name throws off my entire motive , that's why I had to change it to Trill . I guess you can say imma drop out .. Only 'cause mutha'fuckas took me as a joke . So I had to start over , and create my own shit . I had to do me on my own . You feel me? And drug dealing just so happened to be the easiest route.
I own Central Shooters and no one's gonna take it from me. Call me a thug , whatever you want .. I'm just being me , and that's being Trill .
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"Yo Trill we got that package." My closest worker , Rell , says carrying in a secured package of cocaine.
"How was the mission ? Any thang seem suspicious ?" I eyed Rell and he twisted his lips telling me he was about to lie.
"Aight so what had happened was - "
"Rell , are you serious ?! Don't open that up put it in the basement. And tell Reggie his bitch keep calling me."
"Head ass . You know damn well you feeling on Tiffany." Rell joked as he sat on my desk and I chuckled.
"Boy I don't want her . She want me , nigga. But if I did have her ..." i made and evil smirk and rubbed my hands together.
"I'm disgusted." Rell made a stank face then walked out my office. I just shook my head and looked at the package still sitting in front of me. I really don't feel like calling Rell back in here to take this downstairs so I did it myself.
I passed by some of my female workers and one of em stepped on my shoe. I paused for a second and gently sat the white down on the counter.
"Boss I am so sorry. I promise it won't happen again."
"Take them damn heels off Charlotte, that's why you stepping all on a nigga . Put these bitches on." I threw some house sandals her way and she smacked her teeth. "That better be gum, cause you ain't gone step on my shoe then smack yo teeth like it was my fault." I had picked up the white and continued to go to the basement.
When I went down there , Reggie , Kalvyn , Dez and Rell where all rolling up.
"So y'all niggas just gon stop working to take a quick smoke ?....." They all looked at me , "... And not pass that shit . Hand me a slip Dez." Dezmen handed me a weed sheet and then Kalvyn handed me the kush. I chopped that shit up and laid it on the sheet , then rolled it , licked it , then lit it.
I allowed the smoke to fill my throat for a bit then I exhaled and was on Cloud 11.
"Haha, you aight over there boss lady ?" Dez asked me . Dez is kinda new , but he fit in real quick.
"Yo don't talk right now. I can't see straight for some reason ." I said being so dead ass . I don't know how high I was but I was seeing double of everything.
"Aye Aye Aye , y'all see that ?" I ask which made them look around.
"See what Trill ?" Kalvyn responds.
"Y'all niggas don't see that fucking chair tryna communicate with me ?"
"What ?! " they all started laughing and I smacked my lips. Then I joined the laugh too.
"Aight y'all," I took one more pull from the now roach and flicked it somewhere in the basement , "back to work."
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"Home at last ." I entered my 2 story home and threw myself on the couch. I reached for the remote and turned on the TV . I stay watching the news just in case some fuckas cause a crime too close to my Trap or Home.
