All Kamoni's life she's been let down, from friends, to family, all the way down to relationships. Being loyal to those who don't deserve it, feeling worthless, and always coming second in everyone's life. At 19, Kamoni realizes she's all she got. H...
Niggas is jealous, Fuck can they tell us, With the dreams they try to sell us, probably why I'm rebellious, To a fraud nigga, I lost niggas when I got paper, It's like the more money I made, they got faker,
-Meek Mill ________________________________
Rashard Akeem Harris
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"Where the fuck is my money Malik?" I asked one of my sellers. He been shorten me for the past month now. I been letting it slide because like everybody else, he have a family to feed but just like him, I do too. So I need to know where the fuck my money at. I'm not gone keep letting this slide.
He spit the blood out and wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I'm gone get you yo money Keem, please just give me a week" he begged as I aimed my gun at him. Malik was one of my best sellers so I just hope he come through cause I'd hate to kill him and send my condolences to his mom right after. Lord knows I love Ms.Betty.
"A week Malik, don't fucking play with me" I said tucking my gun back in my pants. "Now, clean ya self up and get to work" I said while walking out the dungeon.
Big T, one of my guards stood next to the door "Tev here yet?" I asked while closing the door behind me.
"He just got here boss, he should be waiting in the office" Big T said and I nodded making my way to my office. Walking down the hallway, I went into the room where all the money and drugs get handled. Naked women everywhere, money piled up on tables on one side of the room and cocaine on tables on the other side of the room.
"Hey boss" , "wassup boss" the girls said as I passed through the room.
"Wassup." I nodded my head.
Leaving out going into a elevator up to a secret closet that's connect to my office. Everything that goes on at the trap happens downstairs. They don't know it's a elevator in the house but that's good, it ain't for them to know. Pushing the book shelf forward, I was now back in my office. Tev was still occupied on his phone, he didn't look up because he already knew it was me. No one knows about the secret closet that's in my office besides me and him. They don't even know it's one in the house.
"Wassup bitch?" I asked plopping in my chair behind my desk. Tev used to work with me when we were corner boys. My best friend switch on me and Tev showed his loyalty that night and since then its been me and him.
"Shit, Angie ass stressing me out and shit" he ran his hand down his face.
I chuckled. "Wifey be getting that ass together huh?" Angie and Tev been together for about three years. My nigga in love. He got with Angie a couple months after me and Moni got together. Good times.
