Young friends learning the hard way of life through the rough streets of Detroit trying to earn there spot in the world and ranks in the street. No matter how loyal you are, how deep does it rely in your crew? As they get deeper into the game one of...
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"Damn gang, we can't be running around this bitch broke forever" as I told Dre.
Growing up in the streets of Detroit was rough, we didn't have much but we made the best. Ever since the age of 14 I had to fend for my own and make my own way. Fuck relying on the next, I just went out and got it whether we had to take it or not.
I lost my mom to the drugs and my pops was never around, so all I had was the hood. Me, Dre and Boobie stayed together daily, these where my main niggas. We loved the game, we loved the hustle everyday was a challenge of survival. You had to really be on your shit out here, you can't just be playing around in the streets, that's how niggas die.
Boobie was the talented one of the group, my mans began buzzing with this rap shit and was making a name for his self. "Man look why y'all niggas don't take this rap shit serious? If I'm eating y'all eating too." Boobie talking to us dead serious.
"Man that rap shit for you bruh, that's yo thing I'm just supporting you." As I told Boobie, but he didn't realize that himself he seemed to believe we could all make a way with this. I never was into being a rapper and for the shit, it drew too much attention. One day we were chilling, It was about 2AM and all three of us where chilling outside his girls crib posted and then a car rode past. It kept riding around the block and then it hit the corner.
We didn't think much of it but at the end of the day when you living this life you got to watch your back 24/7. I rolled up another blunt and suddenly that's when I heard the screeching of tires rubbing against the pavement and ride down the street. Shots hit the car, the windows shattered all I could think about was getting back to my little girl.
Lucky I didn't get hit but Dre got hit twice and Boobie in the arm. Shit was fucked up and I was on edge for a little after that, I felt like it was some weird shit going on so I took a break from everyone. It's crazy because when I know some shit is about to happen, guess what? It happens this shit all apart of the game though.
******************************* About 2 weeks later
I got a call from my mans JB he was telling what was on the floor about some money shit. I told him I'd link up with him later around 5, after that I just laid down for a little. About 10 mins later I got a text from Dre "meet me at the spot in 15" I said fuck it and went to go meet up with him, even though I still was fucked up behind us getting shot at a couple weeks ago but at the end of the day, them my brothers and I didn't want any weird shit to transpire.
I pulled up to the spot and Dre was standing outside "Hurry up bitch!" I hopped out the car and walked inside. I sat down and so did he, the look he gave me was menacing so I was confused at first. "What's good bro? What you need to talk about." Next thing I know this nigga pulls out a gun and sets it down.
I wasn't gone show him that I was shook but I just looked at him with this antsy look, and he started at me "Look, how long we been brothers?" I looked at him and didn't hesitate "Shit since the sandbox nigga." He gave me a smug look and said "Exactly, so what the fuck was you getting at tryna set the pick on us?" I jumped up "Boy what the fuck is you talking about, a motherfucka wouldn't dare hurt you niggas y'all my brothers." I felt disgusted that he would even say some shit like that.
"Man you must be on that shit or something bra because I don't know what the fuck you smoking on right now" I yelled furiously. He didn't say nothing but just sat there and looked at me, I didn't say nothing but after that I knew it was up there and stuck.
It's crazy how your closest homeboy can put some crazy shit like that on you? I went back home for a little til I had to meet up with JB later. It's crazy because I was suppose to meet up with JB at 5 but the nigga didn't call me until around 10 "Aye hurry up and slide thru foo" JB told me.
After that call that's when things started going down hill for me, they always say this life shit get hard, but damn this right here wasn't shit for what came next. I got a call from Jayla which is Dre's baby momma. She called me crying and I was confused at first "What's wrongo Jayla? What's going on?" I told her. "It's Dre, he's gone..." I just held the phone for a moment and all I could think was what the fuck you mean he gone? Hell nah don't be playing with me right now. I picked back up the phone and told her "Man what the hell you talking about?" she said "He gone bro, they found him he's gone." Just like that my heart was crushed.
