The Hustle ( Feat. Jacob Latimore )

Commitment

I stared at the nigga in front of me. Blood dripped off his busted lip onto his white T, his eyes drooled low as he struggled to stay consious. His chest pumped slowly. Boss stood infront of him smoking a rello in his face.

"So what's this about this new dealer in my hood ?" Boss asked him.

"H-is na-me Bronco, man" he struggled to speak.

"Where this nigga spot at ?" Boss walked in circles around him.

I sat on the leather couch, not in the damn mood. I have a fucking headache and B ass wanted everybody here for this shit. I'm hungry and I just wanna lay down.

"A-round on C-indy" he struggled to say again.

B stared at him, that meant he thinks he lieing & gone start question after question. That's what be fucking me up, he always rushing us but he take hellas. We already been here since 12 and its now 3 all for some extra bullshit.

"Fuck it ! I'm out, I been listening to the same motherfuckers talk for too damn long !" I yell standing up walking out the room.

"T what the fuck is up with you bra ?" One of the hittas Mike said chasing after me to my car.

"Yo ass know we been sitting there for hellas talking about the same shit ! I got a damn headache so I'm out Mike ! " I semi-yell getting in my car. He came over to the drivers side.

"Yanno he gone be on yo ass when you get back so you might as well stay T"

"Fuck it ! bye Mike" He shrugged his shoulders and stepped back. I pressed the gas erking off.

My phone started to ring with the name 'JL' across it. I haven't talked to him since wednesday, its friday. I hesitanted to answer but I did.

"What ?" I say as I answered still protecting my attitude.

"Yo ass ain't gotta be rude, wssp badass" he said strongly.

"Nigga shut up, I'm not in the damn mood "

"Meet me at Chucks in 5 minutes badass"

"Nigga bye" I hung up tossing the phone in my lap.

Half of me didn't wanna meet him but the otherhalf took over me so I mentally agreed. Shit, I'm hungry any damn way. For the past few days I kinda been thinking about JL and what KeKe told me. I do want love but I just don't want heartbreak, I don't want to experience it anymore. I been through so much that shit don't really faze me anymore but trust & love does.

I pulled into the parking lot of 'Chucks' parking infront of the resturant. I slowly got out walking to the entrance, a couple with a son were walking out.

"Mybad, excuse me" the lady said smiling at me then at her son.

"Oh its alright, go ahead" I held the door. I can be polite sometimes.

"I like yo tattoo, its tight" the little boy said looking at my arm filled with tattos then at me.

"Thanks little cutie" I smiled at him before walking into the resturant. I instantly spotted JL sitting in the far back.

I looked down at my clothes before walking over to him. I don't know why but my attitude kind of loosend up when I spoke to that little boy, it made me think of.. nevermind.

"Wsp badass" JL said as I sat down in the booth across from him.

"Wsp JL" I waved a-little, I don't know why but I'm nervous a bit.