Most people want to be something top notch, most know they would probably never make it. Most stick with the drug game , and having legal shit to do as well.
Parents kick their kids out for doing things that they're not proud of, a lot are trying to get by like me.
Being on my own with no parents , going to school on my own with no support or help, all the responsibilities I have to do , to make myself a man. A man whose doing shit to get by, a young man whose doing illegal work but have big dreams for hisself. A lot of times I hate my life but I can't stop what I'm doing.
I run the streets , everyone looks up to me and it makes me feel hella good, but not too good , for me not trying to get where I want to be.
A twenty three year old , living a lavish life, with big money, and living on my own, going by no one rules is a good hit. But a lot of times you need guidance.
I love having sex and smoking weed, and doing shit on my own, at the end of the day I only have my self and everyone around me is a enemy, trying to stop my game.
Being set up by your best friend , almost getting killed because you fucked a stupid bitch, yeah I done it all.
Racking your money is the key to everything, and these bitches love money and a hood nigga.
" Aye man you straight " Red asked looking at me upside my head .
" damn nigga, yeah I'm straight I'm always straight " I said standing up dusting off my pants walking back in to the office.
" well i got some for you "He said following me, I usually don't let his ass come around me unless it's business, Red is young and I was skeptical of putting him on my team, only reason we call him Red cause he always manage to have blood on his damn hands.
" what you got fa' me " I asked sitting down at my desk, pulling out my fresh blunt .
"Some shit happen at the other warehouse and all the products were stolen"
" now who would want to still my shit " I said looking outside the window in my office. All my female workers was naked, it didn't turn me on much but I mainly make they ass walk around naked cause they like to steal and sniff my shit.
" Poppi I don't know, but I do want to get my hands dirty" Red said rubbing his hands together.
" nigga you are 16 , and you been having more blood on your damn hands , Ima start calling you Bloody Mary " I said taking a puff laughing .
" you got jokes, but I'm serious Poppi" I shook my head no I look at Red as my little brother , I don't have any siblings and I damn sure don't want anything to happen to him.
" why man , I can Handle it "
" I said No , and don't ask me again I mean what I say, you got to much ahead of you" I said looking away, I knew if I said yes would've made him happy but this little nigga got dreams , he tell me about them all the time, I met Red when he was getting jumped by a group of niggas around the block, I put him on my team and he was scared at first. He doesn't have a family , so that's why I look as him as my little brother and I don't have anyone as well, but my parents killed theirselves but Red was a foster kid, for some reason we click right there.
" you on tha-"
" aye man don't start all that whining shit , you already got enough in your bank account don't make me wipe that shit out" I always put money in his account but I won't let him touch it's for when he go off to college or some shit cause after while his ass would be graduating and I'm graduating next week.
" you don't even let me touch that shit anyway" he said walking out. I laughed and rubbed my head, I really want the best for him, and for myself as well, and that's why I'm going to college on the low, I don't need people in my business, yeah a nigga educated but they ain't got to know.
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Teen FictionBeing abused , too being pulled in something you never described to be in. Mostly because you may belong to game but thing again you don't , and it's how you play ya' cards in the whole process. Poppi is a big time drug dealer everybody know of hi...