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"TEARS OF WAR"
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"Shitchea, tha re-up went fine Unc." Kacey said as he was on speakerphone with Kashmir.
"Okay, good." Kashmir responded. "Was he chill with y'all, wasn't disrespectful or nun?"
"Nah, he was a'ight." Jah answered the phone as Kacey passed the phone over to him while he walked in the kitchen and placed the two duffles bags onto the Island.
"We 'preciate you fa hookin' us up with dat nigga, OG." Jah said to Kashmir as he stayed in the living room and turned on the television.
The boys recently left a rich man's penthouse that's in downtown, Chicago. It was both of their first time being in a Penthouse, and they both could say it was amazing.
The man was an infamous drug dealer but he had the game on lock. Kashmir and him been friends for a long time so he didn't have no problem at all with supplying the boys since he knew they were good peoples of Kashmir.
They had so much drugs to sell right now, all they could think about was how much money they're going to see after they sell out.
They felt like real dope boys now.
"Shit, it wasn't nun really Jah. I want y'all ta sell dat shit- not just weed, you feel me?"
They were about to sell all types of weed and pills, promethazine, and even crack, thanks to Kashmir and that rich man.
He went to YouTube and played music for background noise. "I feel you." Jah responded with a smirk throwing the remote down on the couch.
"Say, I'm finna go take Carol ta fuckin' rehab. Dis bitch over hea dope up and shit."
"Damn, finally? She been needin' rehab bad." Kacey added his two cents as he grabbed a cereal box from the top of fridge and pulled out two weighing scales out and placed them on the Island.
