What Goes around comes back around karma ain't bulletproof the same people you feed will somehow turn on...
As I sat on my wife and I bed, thinking so many things over from the licks I pull the heads I had to crack open like damn is this shit ever gonna come back on me one day or was someone close to me will snake me out and get me gone Getting lost in my thoughts at the edge of my queen size bed .
Pompano at Oaks a low income little community for people who making a bare minimum what we can afford is a small good size family apartment a little pool area grill guard gate that's always broke for some odd reason bust out laughing the projects I tell you as I got up to shower put on some slow jams while I shower searching through my YouTube playlist I've saved boom there's my song right there .
Bobby Valentino Slow Down ~ I just wanna get to know you ain't no turn around, so bless me with your beauty your beauty slow down baby I just wanna get to know you Play throughout my two bedroom apartment on my sister, Gabby , K or cousin Teetee Bluetooth speaker jamming while washing up with my Irish spring soap and body wash, clean up fast, but slow, jumping out, getting dressed into my street gear, white classic, Reeboks polo,V neck shirt, and some Levi jeans with a baby .9 match.
Heading out in my camo wrap, Mustang, watching over my shoulders, clutching hard, looking out for any Jackboy trying to make a come up .
Beep beep !
Unlock the doors with a push of my remote control, jumping inside, cranking the engine
Rough rough! !
V8 sounded like a monster for real, but the exhaust pipe sounding off scrolling through my playlist replaying all of my favorite tracks i hearted on YouTube.
Kayso been dead
Banging through my speakers hard as fuck all this money on my head I supposed to been dead pay while I pull out of my assigned parking spot. You know I had to play it fast because if it's not fast, then it's ass fast 954 Music, let's run it. All this money on my head supposed to been dead, DJ Fetty fee, free kayso the real stepper you heard me the real smacker that's been dead all this money on my head I suppose to been dead heading exiting pompano at Oaks.
Leaving CB on first side to slide across town to see what's going on since it's 5 PM in the afternoon and that's when everyone usually comes outside anyways .
Bling Bling Bling !!
My iPhone started ringing on Bluetooth on the car as my music paused .
Yo yo yo ! Who's This ?
SnakeEyes~It's snake eyes fam
Oh, what's up Cuz what they do ?
SnakeEyes : shit I'm Chilling just left Ddawg
Them boys .what you got going for it right now ?
Just leaving the Crib coming through crosstown right now to see what everybody's doing I'm by Saxon wall though what's up?
SnakeEyes ~Shit I'm by Akel fam going to Power heights slide on me I want to holla at you .
Say more I'll be there within 5mins passing the wash house .
As I'm pulling up on the street of power heights passing the first roundabout I seen his slaughter, but as I pull up reverse part, I see the dude Yella in the car with him first thought that came to my mind. What the fuck he doing with him he know me and Homie ain't even rocking like that he at odds with my cousin them out the city, Khia city but I'll let it slide because I called SnakeEyes , my cousin on the strength of my blood, cousin dawg, so I overlook what my first mind was telling me but my soul already knew.
As I'm talking to snake eyes, the dude Yella kept looking straight ahead, while SnakeEyes was telling me about a potential lick. My gut was telling me fall back leave alone, but my hands and feet was saying otherwise I'm a road Runner let's get this money.
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The Dirty South I~95
Non-FictionWelcome to the Dirty South, Down south Florida where 1-95 never stops the crime rate never sleeps shit ain't easy on my side of the tracks a lot of murder slanging iron drug dealers dope fiends all in one from jackboys stolen cars dope boys gold vvz...
