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Summertime in Harlem is lit the blocks is hot. When I say hot I mean mixy everybody is outside from baby strollers to old people, sitting outside on them project benches from sunrise to sunset. In Harlem you'll get caught running into your enemy or running into your jump off because it's so small everyone know each other. My name is Dev I'm 19 years old and I'm from the hill but the whole Harlem know me. I go by the name smooth, my day one named me smooth cause I'm a smooth talker with the bitches and a smooth criminal in these streets. I  live on 151st and Amsterdam right down the block from the park that all the hoes go to only because the basketball court is there an they know the guys be there. It's June 27th and it's blazing outside so you know today gone be a great day, great day mean great money and great nut cause these hoes have no filter when it comes to me. 9am I get a knock on my door ain't even wash my face or brush my teeth and niggas at my door, as I look through the peephole I see it's my day one Tae better known as racks. We call him racks because he know how to get money in many ways and I don't mean little money I'm talking big bank big bands. "Yo nigga open up rise and shine early bird get the worm first let's go make this money" racks demanded while banging on the door. "Yeah yeah nigga I'm up" I said while I swung the door open and gave racks a pound, "beautiful day out you know these hoes out early maybe we should pimp these bitches since they want to be out so early on the block instead of working" racks said as he looked out the living room window. Racks was more of the disrespectful type he'll disrespect your moms and not care, he was a hot head that's why I ran with him. Since second grade we been side by side he'll bust a gun quick if it was war time or let alone anytime but me? I was more calm and low I only act a fool when needed to, "so nigga what you bout to do? Shower right?" Racks asked while looking through my fridge. "Yeah nigga I'm bout to shower and get your ass out my mom kitchen cause I told her that be you eating all the food" I laughed while walking toward my room 85 degrees shit that's basically 90 to me so I knew jeans wasn't a option. Looking through my draws I grabbed my nike socks and Polo boxers, but as I'm getting my clothes together I look out my window to see Dasia fine ass walking pass my building. Dasia was 5"7 dark skin with beautiful skin she is what you call melanin she had deep dimples and she stayed with some long shiny hair what y'all girls call a weave, but it fit her the shit hung low to her ass. She was beautiful her body was banging perky tits,flat tummy, and a full ass fly too she matched my style. Everyone on the block want her niggas practically drool over her, Dasia moved over here when she was 13 now she's 17 originally she's from Atlanta Georgia has the accent to match which kinda turned me on. She was a straight A student in school didn't play about her work and I loved that about her, Dasia wasn't like these hoes over here she had goals. As I watch her walk passed my window I notice she had on her work uniform a working woman was a great thing especially at the age of 17 it mean she had a good head on her shoulder and that's what a nigga needed in a female. "Yo nigga you still ain't shower?" Racks yelled while busting in my room I tried to play shit off and ease my way away from the window because I knew racks ass was gone clown me. Racks walked to the window and I knew he was about to say some dumb shit "so you spying on our girl nigga" racks said with a smirk on his face I shrugged my shoulders grabbed my towel and walked toward the bathroom to shower so my day can get started. After the shower I headed back into my room to get dress turning my tv on fox 5 News I see it's been a shooting on the east side last night. I know what your thinking he watches the News? Hell yea I do my mother taught me it's important to know what goes on in the world so your not blindsided to shit and for a nigga like me it's important to know what's going on in your area or surrounding. I've started pushing drugs at the age of 16 and I don't mean no light drug like weed I sell coke,perks,molly and just about any pill you can think of this lifestyle sorta picked me if you know what I mean. I pulled out my Nike tech shorts with a Nike t shirt and laid it across my bed slipped on my boxers then began to lotion my whole body. I see my phone blowing up with fiends ready to get high off my products normally I'd start my day around 8:30 but today was different it was now going on 10:15 . "Yo nigga you ain't naked right" said racks on the other side of my door "Na you straight open it" I said back he opened the door and came jumping on a nigga bed, racks knew only he could slide with that shit cause he was more of family than a friend "man don't nobody watch no news you old shit" racks said while grabbing the remote to change the channel, racks was 18 only a year younger and swore I acted old as hell which i kinda agree I've always been mature for my age that's why I was fucking 20 year olds at the age of 16. I just laughed and shook my head while walking to my closet to pull out my safe "Yo listen I need you to count out 1500 for me we need more work" I said to racks as his face was in his phone not paying attention to me "Yo nigga you heard me?" I shouted "yea I heard you I got ears right" he shot back making us both laugh he stood up to walk over to the closet while I unlocked the safe. I pulled out the money and handed it over to him "what would you do without me?" Racks said while walking toward the bed "a lot" I shot back , "Devon are you here?!" I hear my mom scream "yeah ma be out in a sec" I yelled back before throwing my cloths on and opening the door to go see what she wanted "shut it behind you I don't want ma seeing this" Racks said with a grin on his face I looked back at him shook my head and closed the door. My mom knew what lifestyle I lived she ain't really mind being that I graduated high school and tried college for a year before leaving that school shit alone, yeah I said it I may be a drug dealer but this talent ain't come from nothing I'm book smart as well school just wasn't cutting it for me why go to school to be under someone when you can be your own boss ? I don't do this hustling shit for fun I wanna open up a restaurant for my mom that's something she always wished for she love to cook and damn she can throw down, so I've been saving up money just to get her started with that. "Wassup ma" I said while reaching in to kiss her cheek "hey hunny" she said back while putting the groceries away "so me and the girls were talking and decided we want to take a little vacation" she explained to me with a huge smile on her face which let me know I was gone be paying for this I ain't mind though anything she ask for I got her she knows that "ok where y'all going ? And how much you'll need?" I asked while opening the pack of green grapes she just brought "we're going to Jamaica , I don't know the exact price yet but I'll get back to you" she said with a huge smile on her face before taking both hands and placing them on my face and kissing me on the forehead. "I love you so much baby boy you don't know how grateful I am to have an amazing son like you I just wish your father were here to witness the man you are today" she said before kissing my cheeks and walking to the living room. See my pops was murdered back when I was only 8 pops was a drug lord he ran the highest drug business in Harlem niggas hated that, so one day walking out of a club someone head shot him never knew who the nigga was cause nobody confessed it'll come to the light one day and when it do ima be the one to send him where he need to be! "Hey ma" Racks said while going to give my mom a hug "Hey Tae I didn't even know you were here" ma said while giving racks a kiss on the cheek "you know this my other home away from home" Racks said with a smile " Yo bro pull up" Racks said waving his hand in the direction of my room . I followed him toward the back into the room and shut my door "aight now here's the money can we head outside now? My customers calling" Racks said with a aggravated look "aight we out" I said while grabbing the money and placing it back into the safe.

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