Dope Nigga (BxB)

9• Money Problems

This is long overdue, my bad y'all! I hope y'all enjoy this though I made it a little longer than the other chapters

Sincere POV
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"Man I'm tired of being broke this shit weak I'm tryna eat like them niggas" Clarence sighed referring to Dime and all the old heads he hung with posted across the street. They was shooting a video with some young rap nigga Dime been dick riding, his song blew up and that's all the hood was talking about right now. The nigga wasn't even from around here so I ain't fw him. No outsiders.

   Me and my niggas was posted up on my stoop the hood was hot right now so we wasn't selling. It was pigs everywhere in this mf today, it always was when it was a bunch of niggas outside having to much fun. Something was gone go down soon and me and my niggas had to be safe when it did. I still ain't told them the jug back on with that weird nigga Santana.

He really rubbed me the wrong way last I was around him . Besides that gay shit it seemed like that nigga was battling some serious demons like he was sick in the head fr.

  "We finna eat soon just gotta stay down for the come up I got this shit all under control" They was impatient but I ain't blame them this nigga Dime was trying us I couldn't even understand this nigga intentions.

   "How? I mean look at them niggas they chilling, eating good niggas got mad money and bitches over there what we got? We ain't got shit but the clothes on our backs staying down for Dime ain't doing shit for us" Lavar bitched.

   "Who said sum about Dime fuck that nigga we got our own hustle back up I worked shit out" Clarence and Salem let out a breath of relief but lavar still had the same smug ass look on his face.

"Man you apologized to the nigga?!" Lavar yelled staring at me. I was gone check that nigga  for questioning me. But my brother and his niggas pulled up. They all shook my hand and sat down. They was the little homies the next generation when me and my niggas was gone. Unfortunately most of them was already selling for Dime just like I was when I was they age it's a vicious cycle, but it wasn't shit I could do about it.

  "Y'all niggas big chilling over here the bitches all over there y'all niggas nerds" Nate laughed sitting next to me. He was with Ant and Bobby, they was brothers. They was all my lil niggas I looked out for them. Made sure they had work and a place to lay they head. Mica was usually with them but considering the circumstances. That nigga was never coming around again.

"Yall lil niggas go be around them unknown niggas we cool over here" Salem agreed and shook his head.

"Dime a weird ass nigga for that, he could have been invested in me I rap better than that nigga" My brother said. He was talented when it came to music and he definitely ain't need Dime to help him with shit. I told him wait until after highschool I ain't need him to be distracted from what's really important.

"Nah don't change the subject nigga, how you get the plan back going" Lavar bitched again. I didn't even wanna speak on it no more because it's to many heads around but Lavar dumb ass don't understand shit like that.

"He had to apologize nigga, how else y'all gone make money. Dime weak ass 25% he leaving y'all ain't even enough for weed and food" He was right the amount of money we was making wasn't even worth risking our life.

"Shit atleast he paying yall something he ain't giving me and my brothers shit" My little brother friend said hitting the blunt. He was only 14 his brother was 15 niggas was selling for dime full time and he wasn't giving them shit? I needed to talk to Dime just on some respect shit, that's the reason he never addressed that shit to my face because he knew I wasn't gone go for it. Ever since I heard that 25% shit I never said nothing to him because I was gone be making money either way but that shit was effecting everybody.