SANTANA SAJARI MURPHY
AUGUST 23,2018
CHICAGO,IL
5:00 AM" bruh i'm not tryna hear ts you said id have my shit here today, so imma need my shit by today"
i said on the phone with this nigga hari had us plugged in with he talked and tried to reason with me as i brushed my teeth
fixing my towel on my waist "i hear you , so 9 o'clock AM no later than that meet them at the spot
nd stop fucking my shit up" i said hanging up i hated doing deals wit other niggas they always bull shitting
last month my mexican plug got locked i needed some business quick, so hari showed me one of his homeboys
stupidest shi i ever agreed to i looked in the mirror at myself
i needa retwist i thought as i texted my hairdresser tryna
book an appointment ASAP ,today was a normal
day for santana he woke up, handled business, rest, handled more business, nd chilled he had no problem as long
as the money was flowing , going into his dresser he grabbed some underwear sliding them on then gym shorts
his phone dinged as he grabbed one bag of unsorted money bout to start his morning count
he picked the phone up as he sat down at the desk in his room reading the text nd emails it wasn't nothing new
he begin to count the money and wrap rubber bands around it his phone rung again he signed cleaning
his fingers off putting it on speaker "yo?" "so you don't know nobody no more ?" dejah spoke he kissed his teeth
"what dis yo friend phone or some? a nigga busy rn" he said annoyed his ex would not leave him alone even
after cheating on him she still wouldn't leave him alone "youon miss me?" "no" "stop playin wit me pee-"
he hung up before she could finish "now i needa smoke" he said standing back up going to grab his wraps and
weed dejah hit a certain nerve in his body not a good one either the one that make you wanna kill them and
cut they body up , she wasn't worth the jail time though going to sit back down he checked his phone again as he rolled up
clicking onto slims contact she still had him on read from yesterday, he didn't know if she was fuckin wit him or not
but fa some reason that jus made him want her more , lighting up the wood he flicked through the live photos he took of her
he put music onto the tv as he started back counting the money
"we do a hit, we hit your block the same way you niggas broke , tell me how yall wanna gang bang"