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"Heyy! Bey!"
Everyone greeted me as I walked into Doms moms house. We were putting a lil sum on the grill to celebrate our friend getting out of jail.
"Hey y'all. Sorry, I'm late." I honestly just didn't want to get out of bed.
I was the last of the young nigga avengers to arrive so I went around the room and dapped everyone up from one side of the room to the other.
Gunna first. His job was in his name, he dealt with the guns and all other weapons people needed in the city. I was probably the closest to him, he was probably the only other one not obsessed with pussy. He had a lot of substance and there was a lot more to him than the business we were in, and I loved that about him. I could talk about literally anything with him because he had the intellectual capacity that the other guys had. He didn't kill people unless his life was in imminent danger but nobody really cared about it.
Next was Herbo. He was the only nigga that was a bigger crash out than me, he was willing to lose his life at any time just to even attempt to shoot at an "opp." He was pretty much our border control, he made sure nobody was selling anything in the whole city unless it was through us and we were getting a cut. He mainly only dealt with his two baby mamas but every once in a while, he would fuck with some random girl just because niggas will be niggas.
Then Nav. He basically ran the young niggas. He collected the money, delivered their inventory, and made sure they were in check. He was the biggest hoe, he was the homeboy that would crack just about anything. All a bitch had to do was look at him and he was already fucking her. His lack of self control honestly amazed me, I didn't see how one person could do just about anything. But I still loved him, I knew him since we were in middle school and he used to fight boys for talking shit about me.
Dom was my nigga. I also knew him since childhood and he handled coke and pills. He was the second biggest hoe after Nav but he had a baby mama he loved which made him think about his choices just a little more. I also knew him from childhood and his mom might have been my own. Our moms were friends so we didn't really have much of a choice in being friends.
Last but not least was Thugger. His real name was Jeffrey and I honestly liked that better but when we were around randoms, it was always Thugger. He just got out of Prison fighting a case for guns, drugs, and gang involvement. We didn't think we would see him for a long time but his lawyer fought hard in trial. We made sure he had everything he needed when he got out: money, a car, bitches. He was with Mariah but everyone knows how that shit goes. I fucked with Mariah so I didn't really support it but my loyalty lied with him always.
He stood up after I dapped him up and gave me a big bear hug. This was only our second time seeing each other since he got out of jail. "I appreciate the car. I love y'all, for real." We all split the cost on a 2025 Maybach for him so he could be back on the streets in style.
"Don't even thank me, we owe you." He was in there for three years and didn't say anything about anybody. He was facing possibly spending the rest of his life in prison, a lot of other people in his shoes would've been singing like a bird.
I dealt with all things weed, hence why I was selling it. That wasn't the main thing I did but I did it for a couple special people, like Robyn, because she used to buy weed from me back when we were in high school. Besides the weed, I was our math person because I was so good at it. I made sure everything added up and nobody was shorting us.
Everyone knew me for being trigger happy but... why would you be stealing from me or playing with me? In the old days, they used to cut peoples hands and heads off for the shit but I can't shoot a nigga in the head? I was never shooting anybody just for the fun of it.
