Is You Game Or Nah?

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Is You Game Or Nah?

Lavish POV

"Y'all shooting better be A1 by Friday my nigga." I told my three best shooters while we was counting up that money. Scoop, the youngest of em' could shoot far range with his eyes closed but he only 16 so his childish ass is only here sometimes cause of school and shit.

"Why you ain't in school today lil man?" I asked him putting my stacks in the safe. He shrugged brushing off my question. Hell the fuck nah, my dumbass dropped out of school at 15 and it ain't nun I regret more.

"I told yo ass if I hear about you skipping again, ya ass won't have a job no more. Damn nigga get my keys let me drop you off." I got up, locked my safe up and drug his ass out of there. I'm taking this kid to school and walking his ass to class too.

"You acting like somebody father or sum! Why you care so much if I go to school or not?" He asked slamming my door shut before we drove off. I don't have time to give a motivational speech on why he needa stay in school so I turnt the music up instead.

"Shut up lil nigga and buckle up." I looked up at my rearview mirror and saw Scoop Lil ass was shaking his head.

"The fuck you shaking your head for?" I asked pulling up at his school. He rolled his eyes, hopped out the car and silently spoke up, "you ain't my father." I got out my car real quick. I don't know who lil man talking to but it ain't me.

"You not gon disrespect me for wanting the best for yo broke ass boy. You work for me, I don't owe you shit but here I am taking ya ass to school." I said all that tryna remain calm. I hate a boy that ain't grateful.

"I may work for you but I ain't ya bitch!" Scoop yelled loud as hell before turning his back on me to walk into the school doors. I shook my head and walked back to my car. That boy need a ass whooping