Tyrone Pov
"You got my money Salvador?" I asked one of my customers.
"No Sir"
"Why the fuck not?? I've been giving you too many chances!" I said getting mad.
"Please give me one more chance I promise I'll have your money". He begged
I rubbed my hand against my face out of frustration. "Fine, last time". I said
"Don't get any ideas nigga I'm going to give you a week to come up with my 20 G's. At the end of the week I will be expecting you and If I don't get my money I'm gone chop off ya head and send it to ya moms front door in a bowling bag! Don't fuck with me Salvador".
"Ye-yes Sir I swear to you that I will have your money in a week".
"Mike and Chuck get this motherfucker out of my face!" I yelled smoking my blunt.
"Right away Boss". My two workers said.
"Wassup My Niggggaaa" Nick said barging in.
Nick was my Bestfriend every since 4th grade. That's my nigga we like brothers.
"Wassup knuckle head" I said joking around.
"Bruh what we doing later on?" Nick asked
"Shit you know the usual smoke and pop bottles". I said
"Yo when you gone settle down and stop messing around?" He asked
I thought for a minute.
"I don't know, I hope real soon cause I'm tired of the games and not having a honey man". I said
"Well when you find that special lady let me know till then peace out my nigggaaaa". He said doing a dance then walking out.
I laughed and sat back and started thinking.
