*August*
Me: Yo ma nigga wats coolin fo tonite?
As I walked into the trap house wit my close homeboy Kenan.We go way back when I first moved to the ATL from New Orleans. He strait took a bullet for me when sum dumb niggaz tried to cop my dealing spot. I barely knew him but we both shared tha hunger of making money so why not have a right hand man by my side.
Kenan: Man idk...but wat I do kno is that we getting paid foo haha
Me: Hahaha true but lets head down to tha basement to see if my money is being made.
We made our way downstairs and once we opened tha door wit my code...naked women walking around stacking them c notes and measuring my rocks...and also my crew playing dominoes or whipping up that good.I nodded in approval cuz it look like they on they grind.
I made my way to my homeboy Rico and dapped up.
Rico: Wassup Aug?
Me: Nuthin just checking my business...looking good tho.
Rico: Look man if u ain't making money then we ain't...of course we gotta b on point!
I smirked at him cuz that's true..ppl depend on me.
Me: Since errthang is good I think y'all can go home.
Just as I said that stoopid Kenan cocked his glock n shot once.
Let me tell u this...them hoes straight look like they gone pass out!
Me: Dammnn Kenan its Friday but yo ass ain't gotta be on sum BIG WORM shit.
Kenan: Man I just wanna go home fareal.
Me: U a trip man haha..aye all y'all can go home now.
Once I said that ma peeps headed to tha door like sum Juvenile song came on.
Rico: U ain't gotta tell me twice I gotta see my daughter anyways.
Me: She adorable man..atleast u stepping up to the plate.
Rico: Yea.I gotta do wat I gotta do tho.
As he was bout to head out...I called out " ill call u when we needa make that big drop that is coming up aight?"
He nodded then left which left me and kenan alone.
Kenan: U wanna hit tha club?
Me: U always wanna hit tha club! im afraid u might wanna twerk when yo song comes on!Acting like them females there.
Kenan looked at me n smirked.
Kenan: If I start twerking imma b real thug bout it. Im just kidding but fareal lets just chill.
Me: Aight but just to let u kno I ain't falling in love wit no chick tonite...unlike u I ain't love sick
After i said that
..I sometimes wish I had a ride or die.
Kenan:TURN UP!! *does tha real Harlem shake*
we burst out laughing and headed to our own cribs.
I unlocked my condo and immediately lit a blunt.
Me: Gotta get ready.
It was 8 and I decided to lay out my clothes.
I began to sing to myself...damn I was good tho.Sometimes I wish I cud be on the big screen and on radio stations but that career gotta be put on hold cuz money needs to be made. Im doin this for my momma and my neices that my bro left me to care for.If he saw wat im doin rite now..he prolly rolling in his grave rite now.
I was shaken by my thoughts and headed into the shower.Hopefully nuthin pops off 2nite.
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Love on Silent(August Alsina story)
Teen FictionLove can be felt...heard...or even seen..I guess u can say love is complex in many ways.The thug and the good girl can explain that :)