Guns & Roses || (August Alsina)

55.

Quincy

"Aye whatchu doing here OG? I run this now don't be walking up in my shit" Zion joked as I walked in.

Sucking my teeth I dapped him and some other heads up.
"Yeah aight nigga I'm still the h-hnic"

"Bitch think he New York. This ain't flavor of love" Ish appeared.

"Nigga fuck you" I laughed sitting down.
Turning my attention back to Zion I asked about how things had been running down here. I was relieved to hear shit was running smoothly since I really ain't want nobody fucking up shit with my name on it.

Although I made the decision to leave the game after I got shit up for my family I never thought I'd actually do it. It was something about fast money and once I got it I was addicted. The only thing was it was stressful as hell. It wasn't just about selling products, I had my life on the line every day. Thinking about whether tomorrow you'd be in a coffin or prison wasn't something soothing for the mind.

If I had a way to get my brothers from this life I would no questions asked. Some people from the outside in view this as a game or cool but it really wasn't. I swear I wish I never had to get involved in this shit in the first place. I had been shot at multiple times in the past but lived to see another day. Unfortunately, it's not easy to just get out. It's only a matter of time when I or one of my niggas get hit and I ain't having that.

"Bitch I said I was here 20 minutes ago" I said to Shawn as he and Kaylee finally came in.

"My bad. Your ole lady tried to bat a nigga cause I woke her up"

"Nigga whatchu was doing over there" I asked.

"She watching Ro for me tonight" Nodding I finished chopping it up with Zion before telling Shawn to tell me what the hell was going on.

"So you know how Lora birthday coming up, she finessed me into paying for her to get a bum ass wax"

"Nigga don't act like you weren't gettin' services as well" Kaylee jumped in.

"Really son? It was her gettin' serviced I just paid for it"

"Bro you lying like shit. You was getting beautified up in that bitch too. That's why the inside of your nose look clean as hell an' don't forget them arms boy. Yo skin finally get to see the light" He pushed his head back into the couch pulling his sleeve up so we could see his arm, he was clearly jocing. Shaking my head I slightly laughed at them. All they did was fight, argue, and roast each other.

"Man shut the hell up, childish ass" He pushed him off.
"I never understood why bums popped the  most shit"

"This hoe got the smoothest skin in here now he think he prince" He laughed pointing in his face like the kid he was.

"Back the fuck up. This ain't Kevin hart I ain't tryna get a bum bum from yo crackhead ass. You know how you get down"

His laughter left as fast as it came causing his face to turn into a scowl.
"You got one more time to call me a crackhead son. I'm not playin" He slowly started to inch up. I already knew how this was finna go so I stopped the once amusing argument.

"Aight chill. Continue the story bruh" I said. Kissing his teeth Kaylee shook his head before stepping out.

"Like I was saying, we were leaving out of the shop when these niggas decided to approach me. I'm thinking they knew Lora cause I ain't kno them. So I looked over at her and she gave me a look as she didn't either. When they finally get to me I tell ha to get in the car since I ain't kno what was finna pop off" Stopping to clear his throat he continued...