Alex's pov.
"Hey where my money at " I yelled at my homeboy you probably think I'm being rude but this is how it is in this kind of business I ain't trying to get my money stolen.
Let me introduce myself my name is Alex short for Alexander Lopez I'm a drug dealer but I still have a heart I've been in this game for to long and I'm looking for something to settle down with besides my money. It might be for asking for to much but its what I'm looking for. I'm done with fucking around and having to deal with these fake bitches that are only looking for dinero (money).
My homeboy Trey said its "right in your office" I dapped him up as I went to my office.
I sat in my desk when some one came in without permission, I don't know what kind of business u think I'm running here but I don't let just anyone barge into my office and my hand instinctively went to my gun hooked under the table, one habit that u have to have memorized in this game, but good thing my eyes reacted before my hand did and I saw it was just one of my homeboys.
"What the hell are u doin in my office Omar, u want a new hole in shirt.
Omar quickly shook his head and said " no boss"
I swear omar tryin to get a nigga arrested deez days I looked at him "wats good"
"Umm boss we have a little problem there has been some drugs stolen from the trap house out west"
What do you mean "my drugs have been stolen" how much??
"About to 8 pounds of cocaine and marijuana"
I knew exactly who to call in Omar, "call Joe in"
Yes boss Omar said and left with that
I've been suspicious of this Joe since I hired him he told me he needed the money for his family and I took him under my wing I guess that was a mistake and everyone knows what happens when you cross me you end up DBYkI which means Dead Before You Know It.
