Life Of A Trap Star

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The Weekend Flew By Like Lightening Through The Sky . Everyone Was Back To Their Regular Routine , Plotting On The Next Block Party Next Year .  Everyone Had A Blast At The Party That Past . No Shootings . No Fighting . Just Everyone Having A Good Time . This Year's Party Was The Talk Of The World . Nobody Couldn't Stop Talking About How Live It Was And How It Went Smooth . But Most Of The Talk Was About The Delicious Foods And Drinks They Served There. Mostly People From Out Of State . They Made Sure They Don't Miss The Party They Would Have In A Year . Next Time , NOLA Is Going To Lit As Fuck ! You Gone Think You're In Vegas Or New York City !

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In The Trap House . . .

Niggas Here And There Were Piled Up Inside The Trap House Playing Cards And Talking Shit To Each Other . Kilo Basically Had To Argue With Muyan To Go To School And That He Would Have His Money When He Get Out At 12 . And Of Course , He Agreed And Went To School . Sitting In The Office With A Lot Of Things On His Mind , Kilo Flipped Through His Scholarships Options His Basketball Coach Gave Him . As Much As He Wanted To Go To College And Be A Basketball Player , A Part Of Him Wants To Sit In The Trap And Stack Money Like His Dad . Kilo Know His Mom Would Never Approve Of What He Really Did With His Money . Because She Never Approved Of What AJ Senior Did To Take Care Of Them Both Before He Got Locked Up . It's That , Hustler's Mentality That Make Him Grind For What He Got .

Kilo Called In Mon Today To Get This Heroin Off His Hands . He Walked Into The Little Office With An Emotionless Expression That He Always Remembered Since He Was A Little Boy , Trap Star In The Making .

"Whaddup . What You Need , Youngin' ?" Mon Said , Entering .

"I Got Seven Bricks Of Heroin . I'm Going For $200,000 Dollars A Ki ."

"I Know A Few Niggas Who Gone Take That Shit Off Yo Hands . Be Careful . They Gone Tryna Bluff You , Young Blood ." Mon Warned .

"Always Be Ahead Of Your Game . I Know ." Kilo Recited What His Dad Told Him .

"Right . You Remembered , I See ."

"I Learned From The Best ."

"Well , Use That Knowledge . You Fresh Meat , So They'll Try And Cook Ya Without You Knowing , Nah Mean . Ima Give You The Addresses And How Much Each Of Them Want . Aight ?"

"Yeah . I Hear Ya ."

"Ima Have All The Info By 5 This Evening ."

"Aight . Good Lookin' Out ."

"No Problem . You Fam . If You Need Anything , Just Holla ."

"No Doubt ."

Mon Left Out And Went Tend To The Business He Had On The Other Side Of Town . Kilo Sat Around In The Trap House Clowning And Smoking With His Other Friends . They Were Now Talking About The Big Event Of The Year That Happened That Following Friday .

"Man , Sloppy Gus Slid Through At Party . Man , That Nigga Was Fuckin' With That Flippa From G-Town . That Hoe Pussy Got More Miles Than I-10 !" Duke Said .

"I Know You Ain't Talkin' Bout Marisol ." Kilo Said , Taking A Pull Of The Blunt .

"Shitcheaaa . You Hit That Yet , Kilo ?"