Street Lights (when a thug loves)

Nigga who shot'ya?

Jason POV

Erika?! Damn that crazy bitch, she at the mall with her. I used to fuck her and her lesbian cousin; those hoes there could never get their money up so I would have them suck my dick for a bag or two. I sold weed and crack but they would only fuck with me for some weed. That was months ago though I aint tryna live that dope boy lifestyle no more I’m tryna to get married and stick to one chick now and that’s with Tay’sha. I aint know that was Erik’s twin sister until that nigga started trapping with us like two weeks ago, brand new to this game and already think he the shit cause he slanging bags of weed little do he know this shit with that yayo aint no joke nigga almost got killed a couple times over some ounces by them Mexicans too. Once Tay texted me she was at the mall with her I was wishing on a lot of things bitch was in love with me and all, her and that gay bitch Bria. I just hope she aint run her mouth down to pebbles about how we were just fucking partners and shit. Damn what if she did already? I aint tryna fuck shit up with me and pebbles shit been going good for only a week so far and I wanna keep that way. God why me?

I was on the phone with my baby for a couple minutes before T’knock walked up behind, I had to act like she was one of the dudes and rushed her off the phone cause we damn sure aint tryna get caught.

“Alright bae I’ll see you later on tonight” I whispered hanging up.

“What up bruh?” T said giving me dap.

“Damn what’s good? What you fell asleep over there?” I said playing it off ass I stuck my phone in pocket.

“Naw nigga I had to wait till Tay came back”. What’s good my nigga? What’s next?”

“We was waiting on you so we can get them birds to poppy down in west palm” I said putting all the drugs in a gym bag.

“Iight who driving, you know we can’t take none of our cars right?” he asked

“Duh nigga! Fuck I look like driving my beamer up there with yayo in the trunk”.

“Tebo got that old Toyota Camry parked in the back, and yo new homeboy driving”.

“Who Erik?” he shouted

“Yea that’s the only one we could get, Tebo had to make run he aint gone be back in time and we gotta get these bags down to poppy by 4:00 nigga and its 3:00”.

I didn’t too much trust Erik driving us down to west palm and him being Terehl’s homeboy I can tell he aint trust him neither. We never let new niggas know where the spot was but he was the only one we had since the other dope boys had to stay in their spots on the street corners, I just knew I had to keep a close look out on him.

We didn’t have enough time so as soon as we put the bags in the car we hit the road. We reached down at the spot at around 3:35; I made Erik park two streets down from where it was at so he wouldn’t know where it was at. Me and Terehl got out and walked the rest of the way with the bags in our hands, it was a long as motherfuckin walk but we was lucky no feds were around to see niggas like us carrying bags like these. After we dropped the bags off we hurried back to the car, poppy was like another Scarface he was too busy counting money to even acknowledge to fact that he had a delivery a nigga could rob his ass and he wouldn’t even know it but I bet you that same nigga would be found dead in a lake with his head chopped off. We jumped in the car and Erik hurries and put his phone in his pocket.

“Aye! Who that was lil dawg?” I shouted.

“Tebo”. He stuttered. “He just told me he’s on his way back to the trap right now with some more bags of that weed”.

“Ohh iight”. I said still cautious of that phone call. Why would Tebo call him first and not me? He probably thought I was gone be in the spot for minute listening to poppy’s speech.

I heard Erik’s phone vibrate as he was driving, me and Terehl in the backseat I don’t know it was just a habit to us dope boys. “Aye man what’chu doin? We gotta be back in pompano right now”, I shouted as he pulled into a nearby gas station.

“I know I gotta fill up the tank, shit is on E” he said and jumped out the car.

We sat in the car for about ten minutes waiting on this nigga to come back and pump the tank, I knew I shouldn’t had his slow ass drive us up here, T grew impatient and reached to the front of the car to honked the horn.

BEEPBEEP!! “Hurry up nigga”, Terehl shouted

We both looked to where the cashier was and noticed a long ass line the wrapped around the chip area, Erik was like sixth in line, it was like he was waiting so patiently he just stood there quiet. Even new niggas to the game know that when you got new bags coming in you gotta hop on that shit and go to selling, but not his retarded ass he still stood in line when Terehl honked the horn and still didn’t budge. Now I really was gone step out the car and snatch his ass up outta there, but he kept staring at the car he moved his head a little as if he was waiting on somebody else to come his eyes moved into a different direction past the car I got paranoid and turned my head to where he was looking then-

SCUURRRRRR!!!! An all-black car drove next to ours.

“What now nigga yall wanna rob and shit???” was all I heard before they shot the car up with me and Terehl in it.

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Hey snookums I’m going to be gone for a while so I wanted to upload one last part, it won’t be for too long though comment comment comment……..who do you think set up Jason and terehl??