Don't Judge the Thug

Business

I got to the trap extra early to meet Dez. He had no information on Calvin but the fact he was a real estate agent. It was now Friday and I found out Janaia not pregnant. And she's done with Jeremiah. Thank God for that. Now she focused on cheerleading.

But Friday is my busiest days cuz I had to run a lot of places and make sure things were in check. It's 11:36 and I'm pulling up to my first move. The trap.

"Wassup Prince." Dez gave me a pound. Dez was real short, about 5'4", black, afro. He might be short but he could fight, got hoes, and one of my loyal workers.

"How things looking on the far side?" I asked.

"Nobody short, everything chill and nobody got robbed lately." He goes giving me information on my local niggas.

"Cool what about the connects?"

"Well some new niggas in Cali we tryna buy from want a meeting out there in two week." He says. "But the rest of the connects good."

I was surprised. I don't have no running around to do but I do got a trip to Cali two weeks. "Who that Gee in Cali?"

"Yeah, and they said they could give us more than the weed. They got a while variety of shit. Pills and all."

"Okay sounds good," I say. "Make sure you get that nigga Gee real name and background." I don't trust nobody. My old homies got locked up for dealing with officers that they thought were dope niggas.

"Alright, I'll hit you or Ju with the shit on Gee."

I gave him a pound. "Good looks." Then I paid him. I took money for the other niggas I had to pay. That's all I gotta worry about is giving niggas they cut. Cool, by the end of the day I could see Elle. I been picking her up everyday since last week Monday. Except Tuesday she had a chorus concert to go to and I had "work" that night and all day Wednesday.

But I need to focus on business right now.

***

Me and Ju were sitting in the trap counting money. I paid all my workers and gave the niggas who sold more a bigger cut. And for Dez hard work he got the biggest cut.

"Alright we done nigga. And I gotta head to work," Ju says. I forget he do the MTA cleaning thing. My second job was working at the security center in sea gate. Some white people gated community in the bottom aka Coney island. The projects over there always gave me business. All my money made at that job went to rent and food. I only spent dirty money on my pleasure.

"Alright Ju, memba Cali two weeks."

"Copy bro. Who else we bringing?"

"Dez holds shit down, here. So we taking Lassy, Cole, and Bugs." They worked with us for a while and gave no problems. Lassy was the crazy one along with bugs. Cole was the ladies man who loved being actor in the plans we had.

"Cool. See you Monday."

I gave him a pound and walked to my car. Business was over and sleeping had to be fast cuz it's summer and shit could pop off at any time.