Aug pov
I was currently at the trap making this last drop of the day. Every since I killed that nigga I been hustling, grinding not really giving fuck bout life I mean my Brutha not here so what else is there to do but just live life and make money. Walking up to the door and Knocking on the green door with peeled of paint, "wassup my nigha Aug" kid kid said as he said as I stepped inside the trap only to see niggas cooking up that pure crystal and bitches but naked bagging up that shit. "Aye this is fifteen here I want you and milo to put it up and spend half on that Columbia drop yhu here me " speaking in my N.O accent to my niggha kid.
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Testimony an August alsina urban fiction
FanfictionAugust and jay are in a relationship, August is a drug lord with hella money. August will face a difficult time in his life. Do Jay really love August? Or do she love his money? Sooner or later she will reveal her true character. This is also a coll...
