God's POV
" aye ma ? i got business to handle so i gotta head out, but i was wondering if i could like uhh have your number ?" i asked sound a little nervous.
she chuckled " yeah " & handed me her phone. i took it & handed her mines. i put my number in and gave it back, minutes later she handed me mines. we said our good byes & that was that.
Leaving out of lil shortys house, & getting in my truck all i could think about was her...
her dark green eyes, carmel skin, pink plump lips & her nice ass body. She was literally what every nigga wanted in there life.
Some niggas might be like "hell naw, she gotta kid" but me? im far from that type of nigga. i dont care about her having a child. shorty got her shit together.
she has a nice ass car, a nice house and shes in school. you really cant beat that.
finally gathering my thoughts i drove outta shortys driveway, making my way to the trap to handle es business
@ THE TRAP
walking up to door of the trap, i was greeted my young bull Lee
i been knowing Lee since he was about 10, hes now 18 and the youngest in the game.
"wassup big bruh" he said dapping me up
"wassupp youngin" i say walking towards my office to see wasuup with my shit.
"you know we got mfs in the basement, right" he said following behind me
"word? what for ? i think thats why Ra (Rajesh (Ra-gesh)) called me" i said turning towards him, giving him all my attention.
"yeah, they the ones who robbed our corner boys, whatchu tryna do to em" he said leading me towards the basement
"im bouta kill em bitches duh! aint no mf bouta steal from my company" i semi yelled hearing them cry & beg for they life.
Once i got all the way downstairs i seen that the 2 niggas who robbed my boys was beat. i walked over to my table full of weapons and grabbed a '9.
i wasnt about to waste time on these fuck boys so i instantly shot 1 in the head making the other nigga cry and begfor his life harder.
"i have one question and you better answer it right" i say thru gritted teeth.
"i gotta baby on the way man, please dont do this" he begs, making me erupt in laughter.
"man, fuck all that! who you work for?" i ask ready to get this shit over with. im tired af right now.
"i work for D-deemoney" hes cries.
"please dont kill me man" instantly feeling bored i shot him twice between the eyes and watch his lifeless body slump over.
"AYE! CLEAN THIS SHIT UP" i yell sitting the gun down and walking back up the stairs.
im tired af and all i can really think about is baby girl, idont know what it is about shorty... but she got me feeling some type of way & idk how to explain it.
"boss man? did you get any information" one of my corner boy ask
" yeah dey work for a nigga named DeeMoney" i say sitting down at my desk scrolling through instagram.
" Aye, get some info on that nigga. im bouta bounce" i said jumping up and leaving outta my office.
"ight bossman, you know i gotchu" my right hand man said dapping me up.
i dap all my niggas, walk out the trap, jumping into my truck.
Getting myself situated, i speed off heading home with my thoughts all over the place
***** its not much, i honestly didnt think people would like or read the story*****
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