Shivez pov.
I sat in the parking lot at McDonalds and just thought about my night with Ana. I feel like she just.... wasn't feeling me. Like i did something wrong. I peeped that shit she pulled this morning or whatever. Talking back, getting smart. Its cool. I got her next time.
Getting out of my car i thought to myself.... i ain't never seen her work a day in my life, besides that little hustle way back when. But i know she quit. Big Egg whooped that behindddddd! I wonder what she do for her income.
I walked to the counter and told the cashier i wanted a Big Mac with medium fries and a large drink. I waited as this little bad shawty walked in. Ass was sitting right! I was about to ask for her number until she kissed the nigga that just took my order. What. The. Fuck. MCDONALDS EMPLOYEE HEAD ASS!!! I got my food and stormed out with the biggest. attitude. He had a baddie working at McDonalds and i got nothing, trapping with hella bank. Fuck logic. Females stupid on the low. What is love. I can't pay my bills with it so i don't mess with it.
Diana pov.
On the way to the trap i had shit banging in my car. Looking sexy or whatever.
Bustin out the bando
a nigga jewelry real metal like can opener
I went from rags to riches to a feature with tip
i went from smart cars to a bitch with sone smart lips
And the F&N make my hip limp
I'm goin' fishin' with these little bitty shrimp dips
And my bank roll got a big dip
She gon' bring it on a big ship
Quite trill, no Quik Trip
i got drugs in the alley, no tip there
She just wanna have a good day Smoke way more weed than a guy in L.A
I want them birds 'til next May
Never let em fly away
What!? I heard, aye Listen what my nigga Tip say
If it ain't about the money Don't be blowin' me up, nigga I ain't gettin' up
If it ain't about the money ain't no use in you ringin' my line, stop wastin' my time
If it ain't about the money I can't even hear what you say, I ain't finna do shit
If it ain't about the money
bitch you can miss me with it
bitch nigga miss me with it
TURN IT!!!!
That was my ish. I pull up to the trap with nothing but money on my mind. I shut off the car and sit there, collecting my thoughts.
'make money, no feelings. be ruthless, no mercy. female boss' i added a prayer to that since i was feeling iffy about that day. I'm at a different trap than i was yesterday. This one was the trap full of slackers who wasn't too serious about they money. I will shoot someone if my money is messed with.
I stepped out of the matte black challenger and rubbed her. Beautiful.
I turned my back to my car and headed towards the trap. Before heading in i called Gen and Ricko.
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Respect My Hustle
RomanceDiana Jameson, the biggest dope boy, or girl i should say, in Kansas City, St. Louis and every town in between. She was ruthless, strong and independent. She never let nothing or nobody get in between her and her hustle. Until her past came back to...