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𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗩𝗢𝗡 𝗗𝗔𝗤𝗨𝗔𝗡 𝗕𝗘𝗡𝗡𝗘𝗧𝗧 ________________
"Hell naw. Dats $45 fa' one gang. Ion play like dat foenem."
"V.Roy I only got $35."
"Then you ain't getting no coke gang what the fuck." I mugged the nigga who wanted to buy but ain't got all da' money. The fuck?
"I can send it on cashapp bruh?" The man sighed asking.
"Yea nigga , yo' ass shoulda been said dat shit." I chuckled a lil pulling out my phone giving him my cashapp.
Seeing the money send thru I got a baggy and bagged his coke.
"Hea' nigga." I handed him the baggy.
"Preciate it V.roy." The man said.
I nodded. "Fasho gang , stay safe."
Yea , I sell drugs although I just got outta jail. I had enough money save up before I went to jail so I bought a car and start selling cuz this how the money come in the quickest. I know how ta' do dis shit without getting caught because I been doing it all my life.
Life outside of jail ain't change that much. Still lame as fuck. Not as lame as jail doe. I told my momma I'm done with jail. Imma stick with dat.
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𝗭𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗔 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗟 𝗠𝗜𝗧𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗟 _____________
"So how's it goin?"
Ashanti sighed. "As good as it can get right." Ashanti gave off a weak sarcastic smile.
"Girl bye , fake ass shit. When you doing the shit?" I asked rolling my eyes.
"You know what's crazy , when I'm finna break stuff off with him he all of a sudden acting nice?" Ashanti questioned.
"Yea , crazy..... but don't let that shit change yo' mind because even before I said you had until next week to break things off you was prolly hoping somebody put a time limit on it anyway. You tired Ashanti. It's noticeable."
