"You straight" I asked seaton as we sat in the VIP section in the club. "I'm good" he said. "You sure" I asked and he laughed. "Son I'm good" he said through laughs and I nodded and dapped him up. It feel good to have my nigga back cause I was out here lost for 4 years. I know he can't get back on his feet right away but ima do all I can to help him, real niggas do real Shit. I grew up wit him. We been boys since we was 6 years old. Back in the day they use to say we was the baddest niggas in Harlem. Now we the biggest. He aint lost his step. Niggas still fear seaton. Niggas still know seaton. His name still hold weight. Me bein the good best friend I am , I would tell him to leave the streets alone and get a real job. But seaton not gone listen, he addicted to this life so it's gone be hard for him to quit. Na the streets did miss em though. Real Shit. Now he back and they waitin to eat again and soon I know he gone make that happen and the hatin gone begin, and killa gone be back again. "Who is that" he asked breakin my thoughts. "Who" I asked. "Her. I ain't never seen her around Harlem before" he said. "That's cause yo ass was locked nigga" I said and he laughed. "Na. I don't know. Me neither. Go talk to er" I said. "Nah" he said. "you buggin yo. Go talk to er" I said. "I ain't straight wit meetin new people. They make me feel weird. You know that" he said. "You met niggas in jail" I said. "So you can meet a Bitch" I said and he looked at me. "Now since you put it that way then you right" he said and I nodded. "Nigga got the fresh cut. The true fit. You look wavy right now and she do too if I do say so myself. Go talk to er" I said. "Alright man" he said and he stood up. "Alright killa" I said. "Seaton man" he said through laughs. "Killa nigga" I said and he shook his head and walked away. I got a phone call and it was from Madison. I sighed and licked my lips. "Wassup baby mother" I said while drinkin from my cup. "don't call me that" she yelled and I laughed. "I was playin. Wassup baby" I said. "nothing. I'm bored and i miss you" she said and I stared at the floor. "Yo I miss you too" I said as I leaned forward. "Foreal" I said. "When you coming home" she asked. "Whenever this club close. Seem like seat havin a good time and I ain't tryna kill his flow. Wait up for me" I said. "I will." She said and I nodded and sat back. "Your mom called me" she said and I laughed. "My mom?" I asked. "Yeah. She talking about how she's gonna come stay when mersadies is born and how I should've name mersadies after her." She said and I laughed. "Was she drunk" I asked. "It sounded like it but I'm not sure" she said. "Na moms buggin out. Fuck I look like namin my baby glendean." I said and she laughed. "You laughin but I'm dead ass. Thats like death. I don't need my baby gettin picked on at school when she get older. Ima have to short that Shit. Call her ass Glenda" I said and she laughed. "Dean nigga" she said and I laughed. "Na" I said through laughs. "What she doin. She up" I asked. "Yup and kickin the Shit out of me" she said and I smirked. "Oh yeah" I asked. "Yep. Thats why you can stay out a little longer because if she hears your voice she's gonna go crazy" she said and I laughed. "I already know. Yo ima call you when I leave from here" I said. "Alright" she said. "love you" I said. "Love you" she said and I hung up. "Want some more of this Shit. I got a whole bottle left" Jahleel said. "I'm good b. I gotta drive" I said. "Alright you good" he asked. "I'm straight" I said and he nodded and looked away.
