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MACEO
After leaving Miya's I headedoff towards the trap. Damn I missed her I thought. I ain't gone lie this shit new to me but I'm feeling her HEAVY. It's like I can't stop thinking about her. I felt my phone vibrate so I looked down at my phone and saw it was her. Damn I guess she can't stop thinking Bout me either , I thought. I smiled at the name she changed herself to in my phone.
Bae💯❤️come back!!
Me: Ma I am..later💯
Bae💯❤️ ugh well can you bring me blue moon ice cream and takis and a box of chicken noodles and stuff for speggetti?
Me: ma hellNaw I'll come get you when I get back and we can go to Walmart together.
Bae💯❤️ okay bookie.😘😘
I immediately called her and she picked up on the 1st ring.
"Don't call me no gay shit like that" I said with my face scrunched up.
She busted out laughing.
"I just wanted to hear your voice,that's all i knew you were gonna call"
I could hear the smile in her voice which made me smile.
"Ight ma I'm pulling up to the trap now"
"Okay I'll see you when you get here" she said sadly in the phone.
"Ight ma"
I hung up the phone and hopped out My truck. I walked up and knocked twice.
"Wassup boss"
I nodd my head and kept it moving.
I walked in there to see a bunch of my workers sitting down and talking. My blood begin to boil.
I pulled my gun out my waste band and took it off safety.
"Y'all mfs must think I'm a hoe or sum huh?"
EVER BODY immediately stopped talking and now they looked shook as fuck.
"Y'all think I pay y'all to sit around and chit chat?? " I asked getting mad.
"Boss we was just taking a br-
I lifted my gun up and shot him right between his eyes.
"Break my ass. Anybody else wanna say sum?" I asked lifting my gun back up.
Everybody shook they heads quick.
I saw everybody in here but Von and Quay. See that's why I fuck with them, they ain't sitting around trynna take a break like them.
"Somebody clean this shit up. Everybody get back to fucking work!" I shouted tucking my gun back in.
I walked away trynna search for Von and quay. These niggas was nowhere in the trap. Where the fuck they at? I thought. I sent them a couple texts and went in my office. I begin counting my money. That's one thing about me I got workers to cook my dope and bag it and sell it and shit but i count my money. I simply don't got time for a mf to be stealing from me. But when my dope come up missing that's another thing.
2 hours later I finally got done counting my money.
"4 million" I mumbled.
I looked at the time and it was 2 pm . I guess I don't got shit eles to do,so I can go back to my baby sooner.
I checked up on everybody eles again and called quay and Von. Neither one of them niggas answered.
"Damn, where the fuck these niggas at" I mumbled getting back in my truck. I drove to my house to get some clothes and shit.
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What This Thug Do To Me [COMPLETED AND EDITING]
General FictionFollow the life of Miyah Jackson & Jaceyon Taylor. Every street nigga need them a down ass bitch. **UNDER CONSTRUCTION, CURRENTLY EDITING!***