Follow the lifestyle of this money hungry teenage couple. Follow the rise and fall of having money and the nasty ends and reactions. "It's all about the motherfukin money"
I walked into my house and it was empty my aunt was probably out. I lifted up my mattress to place my stack.
I've been stuffing money underneath it with out realizing how much it was filling up.
I picked up my phone to send Aug a text. My pussy was hurting after our aftermath.
He was my everything, I didn't have friends, money and August is everything.
I walked into my bathroom to bathe everything off of me again. I was hoping to catch some Z's and be prepared to be out for the night.
I played with my belly ring waiting for him to respond. I peeped the three dots and I wasn't phased at all.
A.❤️:We out to meet up with my boys tonight?
I stared at the text I responded quickly, I knew what this was about. That nigga from the last drop off, someone had a problem and like I told Aug I wasn't gonna be involved in murder.
I texted him a simple "No" and explained that I was gonna be cutting up.
Before I could even continue my explanation he called.
"Yo what you mean no? You my Patna, then you gone get mad when I split it with my bros." he said quickly scoffing after.
"I said what I said August if it's what y'all plan to do I rather stay home." I said in a serious tone.
"Look G I'll be around ya crib at 11 be ready." He said. I hated when he calls me G.
He hung up and I got my ass in that shower.
We balanced each other out but could rarely see eye to eye. I feel like I owe him and yes I do love him but I'm tired.
I got out the shower and through out a one piece and a free bobby shmurda hoodie. I walked over to my bed and slipped on my bedazzled uggs.
Those shits costed August a lot. I fixed up my pink Nike duffle bag and began to watch tv. But the fact of being involved in murder kind of hovered over me.
I was so deep into this lifetime movie I jumped when my phone rang. It was Marcus, one of A's boys.
"Hello?" I asked confused because who August hung with and street dealed with was it.
This isn't a mob gang or whatever, I did what I do with Aug only.
"Paradise, you showing out or what? Ima have to come get you" he said voice real deep.
"Yeah, where's August?" Why tf couldn't this high yellow nigga text me and tell me we couldn't ride together?
"He's gonna go with Khalil in his Granny car, we tryna be lowkey" is voice was so reassuring.
"Bet." I said tryna make this short. If August got beef why the fuck are they including me in this.
11 rolled around real quick. And before I knew it was walking towards a shiny jet black Lincoln.
Inside was gay ass Marcus.
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