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It was now almost 4 am and I had to go back to tones place alone since Kari and man man at the crib with the girls
Pulling up to his trap I hop out walking in wondering what's so fucking important
I walk in the door seeing him sitting in the dining room but the house was empty
Fuck he on?
"Wassup whatchu had to tell me" I ask sitting down
"So you know I sell to damn near everybody" he starts off I nod not caring fr
"So, one of my clients asked me about you, told em I knew you and he has a message for you." He said pulling out a phone sliding it over to me
It was a voice message?..
I press play confused about this whole situation
"I know you fuck wit cash heavy so imma let you know this, cane has a hit out in her about 4 niggas maybe, ion know too much about it but they plotting tell shorty she needa watch out, he wanna kill her. Ian had to tell you this but I think plotting on a female is a bitch ass move. If you don't believe me than that's you but I can guarantee you somebody's gonna get hurt and soon." The video ended
"It happened already, that nigga dead but aye...you know where his og stay?" I ask tone
"Canes og?" He questioned i nod
"Yeah somewhere on 63rd it's a orange truck outside you can't miss it...handle yo business gang" he said dapping me up
"Fasho. preciate chu for this let me know how much it cost" I say and he laughs
"This ain't no deal nigga, I fuck wit y'all this was just me showing y'all that ion want nothing back gang" he said shaking his head
"Bet fasho that, imma get up witchu" I say walking out
Even tho cane was already dead I felt like that wasn't enough so I'm finna slide on his OG shit she gotta suffer for her sons decisions
Heading back to the house I couldn't stop thinking about winter, I may not show it a lot but I fuck wit her heavy kenn too Ian cry or nothing but I was mostly definitely hurt and somebody gon feel my pain. And the fact that he was tryna kill cash ain't making no better. I'm pissed
I get on 63 not seeing nobody out.
"Niggas know the block hot, lets hope his mama here" i mumble to myself
I put my mask and hoodie on grabbing my gloves putting them on. I grab my glock and a extra lip screwing on my silencer, hopping out the car. I walk to the back of her apartment kicking in the door
