Thugging With My Thuggette

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I had just picked my daughter up from my bm Trisha crib and was on my way to my moms to drop her off.

My daughter, Taylor is 1. And I can't lie, she's my world. I'm still in the streets but she's the reason I am if it make sense, probably not.

I had a job, but it was slow money. My daughter was about to be born and I needed money, consistent. I took them Walmart checks, bought me a sack and flipped it. So I was once a lil nickel and dime, well dime, quarter dope boy hustling out of his lil 2005 Chevy impala in the back of my moms apartment complex. I eventually got fired from my job so my grind became bigger. Bigger than petty hustling. I became my own boss

I had My right hand Tez and my left Kane. We been boys since we were babies so they were more like blood.

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I made my rounds and I was counting my money back at the spot when Kane hit me up saying he wanted to hit this new spot that's jumping around the way.

I wasn't tripping and I didn't have shit else to do so I told him I would roll wit'em.

After handling the small business I had I decided to pull up on this lil shorty I had been texting from a couple days ago I think she said her name was Destiny? Yea dat. I'm guessing..

But just by texting with her I could tell she was just gone be a one time hit.

I pulled up to her apartment around 6:30 and she came out to let me in.

We chilled on some beat around the bush type shit before we finally did what I had came to do but it was cut short when I got a call saying one of my traps was hit.

Damn ain't this some!