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DCODE JAMIR DEVORE
" Dcode you know I put a lot of faith in you huh?" Amir Dcodes's father said.
" Yea pops I'm already knowing," Dcode said shaking his head.
They have been on the road 24/7 trynna find this thief in their crew. It wasn't only fucking with his dad's money but his too. He did his music shi but that's still money that's not in his pocket. It was becoming frustrating and Dcode ain't going for it.
" Fuck it tell everybody to meet up at the trap for a meeting, this shit getting solved today," Dcode said sternly.
" You moving too fast, Ion want this shit to be messy you a hot head," Amir said declining his demand.
" Man, what?" Dcode got up and called his head of security, he would make sure everyone was notified.
"Hardhead make a soft behind you so grown do this shit yourself," Amir said then walked clean out the room.
Dcode was so irritated with the whole situation his dad wanted to sit and peep shit nah this shit needed to be done now ASAP or more money would be lost.
He left the house and got in his car headed to the trap. He fully loaded his Glock and peeled off. Somebody was going to die and it wasn't gonna be him.
He finally arrived at the trap and was finna get out before Essence called his mind was already preparing for this life he was finna take so he just declined it. He ain't want her to see him in this dark space.
His whole demeanor changed as soon as he walked into the trap. If his eyes had any color before now they were pitch black, no emotion, no thought just reflex.
" Aye, " he said trying to get everyone's attention.
They soon turned in his direction after ending their conversations. Most of the people that they worked with were corner boys. They needed some people doing the lil shit cause they trusted nobody but themselves with other jobs.
The only people Dcode trusts are his head security and his 3 dawgs who he has been friends with since been. They were there too but he wasn't questioning their loyalty, if push came to shove though friend or not you cross that line you die.
" Ian even gone say too much"
Dcode took his Glock out of his pants and raised it. He walked in a line putting it to their temples.
" Cross that line you what?" Dcode asked.
"Die," they all said in unison.
This one particular corner boy Tez's whole demeanor was off. He seems like he has something on his mind and Dcode peeped it but he knows he has a lot going on at home so he ain't think too much of it for the time being.
" Tez you straight?" Dcode asked.
" ... I'm coolin brudda," Tez said with his head down.
Dcode gave them their regular assignments and then headed out, not forgetting to leave his keys.
Dcode had locks on every door with scanners. He liked his trap organized, it wasn't even too much of a trap anyway it had 3 floors. Certain people shouldn't be in certain rooms and certain shit shouldn't be seen by nonauthorized personnel.
One of the keys on that keychain could unlock any door and Dcode wanted to see what would happen. The thief gone fall right into his lap without him even having to do shit fr, and when that time comes his Glock was ready.
He set up cameras all around the house pointing towards every room especially the room where he kept a little stash. It was nothing to him but to them, corner boys or whoever else only making 2-5k a week depending on how hard they trynna flip it was a lot.
Dcode wrapped things up there and headed to the studio. He had some hot shit coming he was the definition of young turnt and having his way.
He got to the studio and was greeted by the producer and his homeboys Dre, Chapo, and Dirt. They all dip into different shit but Dcode is the only one just rapping fr they are here just to support.
" Wat it do," Dre said dapping up Dcode.
" Man wassup fuck nigga" Dirt and Chapo said in unison.
Dcode dapped them up as well and sat down on the couch to roll up. He couldn't even finish before his phone rang, when he picked up it was His father Amir on the other line.
" Got 'em," Amir said.
" Bet"
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This is a little short I usually try to make it at least 1000 words but I'm tired of this nigga POV
