-With august-
August pov
- shit going down hill I'm still selling narcotics and shit tryna get back into the studio because I know Brie ain't got 3,000 dollars just to do that.. And if she find out I'm still trapping shit gone get ugly...
Brooklyn: daddy mommy said you have to take me to grandma Sheila house
August: she said that or you said that(sits her on counter)
Brooklyn: mommy
August:(puts her shoes on) something telling me you just wanna got see grandma
Brooklyn: oooo please daddy
August: alright..Fine(remove her from the counter)
Brooklyn and august gets in the car and speeds off
- grandma sheila house -
Sheila: hi my baby(hugs her)
Brooklyn: hey grandma
August: hey momma(kisses her cheek)
Sheila: hey baby. How's you and brieah
August: we good for now
Sheila: what you mean for now(looks at him)
August: well you know momma me and mell had a past
Sheila: AUGUST?
august: momma I needed the money
Sheila: go upstairs baby grandma coming
Brooklyn runs upstairs..
August: momma I need it I found some that I can make out of my self
Sheila: you have a gift that you can sing just like you grandfather
August: I know momma just if you see brieah don't say nun please momma
Sheila: I Want.. Leave my grand baby here we finnah go shopping
August: okay..
-With tray and Chris -
Tray: man Chris getcho heavy ass off my fucking feet
Chris: man stop bitching bout them ugly ass fucking feet's
Tray: man stfu
Chris: man you stfu anyways where tf is that niggah august at
Tray: oh he said he finnah pull up.
Chris: that niggah always say that shit and he be 1 hour later
Tray:(laugh)
Chris: shit aunt funny tray
Tray:(putting some weed in the bag) man you know august a light skin
Chris: niggah we all light skin
Tray: its takes him a long time to do some
Chris: niggah you move slower than august .
Tray: sometime nie
Chris: yeah whatever.. Aye there go august right there
August:(walking up)
Tray: what's up my ass niggah you late
Chris: real late niggah
August: damn y'all timing a niggah now I thought that was for bitches to do
Tray: aye you might want to shut yo light skin half white looking ass up
Chris: man nun of y'all can talk
Aug: tf niggah you the same color as me and tray idk
Chris: nah shut up and go to y'all location
August: ite nie
Tray: yeah yeah take yo ass on
Aug: shut the fuck for I pull out my heat(walking backwards looking at tray)
Chris: okay Lil tray what you gone do
Tray; shit
Chris:(laughs) get to yo location tray
Tray sucks his teeth and start walking down the road with his hands in his pockets
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Trap Niggas
FanfictionThis story is about 3 young guys named tray Chris and august they all live in south central la were you don't make to see 20.. But in this case they made it to see 23 even though they been through the worst.. They been trapping since they were 12 ye...
