Yo, let this be a piece of advice to all the niggas reading this, never turn down pussy.
So now I'm out on bail, and I'm on my way back to see Snow, I hope this nigga can come through for me. I want my brother back. The ride on the ferry seemed a little longer than usual today, and the water smelled a little more...pungent. I just couldn't wait to get off this damn boat. I felt people staring at me, this is all making me uncomfortable, it's weird.
I'm off the ferry, thank God, and on my way to see Snow. When I got there, the atmosphere in his house seemed a little different. This whole day just off, from school to here, everyone just been bugging. I walk into his living room, and sit down, waiting on him to come from wherever he is in his crib and put me on.
The toilet flushed, and the sink ran, and now he's out the bathroom. I tried to lighten up the mood a little, "Damn yo, the hell you eat?" But he just gave me a look, that indicated it's time to get down to business.
"Listen, this shit isn't your fault, I understand what happened. But we gotta get your brother back, it's only right. In case this did happen, I came up with two options on how we can get this accomplished."
"Alright, lay it on me."
"Okay. Here's the first option. We stick up a bank, I still have the firepower, and you have the brains that we can get away with this, with the money you need to get Dev back, and a little extra to stash away for school, I don't want you fucking with the game anymore son. This shit isn't for you, you can do something other than this."
It occurred to me that he called me son in the sense of me actually being his son, I could see he cared. I kept listening though.
"The second option is a little more complex. Okay so peep, if we not getting this money, we go to the exchange with a briefcase full of bum money, counterfeit, whatever you want to call it, and when they see it's fake, go in for the kill, I know you want these niggas dead anyway, and we can get that done, and get your brother back. It's on you though, Kaide. Both are high risk, high reward, but I know we can do it."
Man listen, I never would have thought that this nigga would have planned things so, criminally masterminded. I had to dwell on this, which way would I rather go out? With the heist, when we go down, if we were to go down, I wouldn't have a chance to see Dev, or tell him anything before I go. And from the perspective of the second option, that's casualties on both sides. I know those niggas have to go, but at the end of the day, those were my niggas...we came up together, and I still can't fathom that they would do something like this. I guess the saying, honor amongst thieves, doesn't apply to the game anymore. I made my mind up, but with a twist.
"How about this? We still got about a week left, let's see how much money we can get, then counterfeit the rest, you know keep the real at the top of the case, I know these niggas...they not smart enough to check the whole thing. Then when we get Dev back, I'll do them. I want blood, I made my mind up. How does that sound?"
With a smile on his face, Snow looked up at me, and shook my hand. "We in business my boy. Let's go get this money."
I knew one thing, however this turns out...niggas will remember me.
