The Come Up

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For the next 5 hours I'm listening to her put me up on what she needed from me and how she could get me right. This girl pretty much telling me her life story which I cared nothing about but I let her ramble on. She pushed a check in front of me and my eyes LIT UP LIKE CHRISTMAS! "You in or what?" She asked. I didn't know what I was getting myself into but I couldn't deny the offer. "Hell yea I'm in!"

The next few weeks I'm running back and forth to Sin house, my nigga thinking I've got a new homegirl so he ain't tripping but my real friends are really bugging! "Bitch I haven't seen you in over two weeks what's going on?" Tee asked. I give her this dry story about working at a temp service and trying to get shit together so I can clear it. Everybody knew I wanted to move out to LA, I liked ATL but I really wanted to be an actress. All the work I'm putting in I'm making a couple bands a week or every other day. This shit was cake! I'm dropping all my money in a shoebox because in the next 6 months I'm out.

Shit was running smooth til oneday I get a call from Gwinnett County jail, Sin got jammed. "What the fuck Sin?" I shouted in the phone. "Chill ma! I need you to clear out! You know where the spare key at, burn it all." She gave me little instructions on where I should burn this shit or what happened. I just did what I was told. Luckily my boyfriends parents lived in the country so I picked him up and we rode out there to burn everything. Now he's questioning me. "So you want to tell me what is all this?" He asked. Not really wanting to but I did. I told him the nights I said I was working I was really with Sin and this what we were doing, I lifted up my trunk and lifted the carpet where the spare was and grabbed the shoebox, when I opened it he looked at me like what the fuck! "Kay where you get this? How much money is this?" He shouted. Hell I didn't even know how much money I had just banded up hundreds and threw them in there. I had to stay lowkey, I didn't buy flashy things, I still drove my Honda, still shopped at regular stores and all.

Sin called for me to come pick her up from the county, I did. "Bitch them bitches pulled me over for a tail light and smelled weed and started searching my shit! They found a lot of info, some IDs and credit cards." Damn! "So what we gon do now I done burned everything." I said. "I gotta find another location. I can't have that stuff at my house." She said. She looked nervous, her leg was shaking and she was biting her nails. I knew something was wrong and shit was about to slow down.

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