Harlem Nights | Dave East

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Dave

I stood on the corner watching people walk by. I lit my blunt and smoked it. A few people approached me and I sold them what they asked for.

"Yo! Ma looking for you." My brother, Clarence, walked over to me.

"For what?"

He shrugged. "Money probably."

"I just gave her money last week. Didn't you give her a couple hundred too?"

"Yea." He nodded. "Thats moms though."

"I'ma be broke as hell giving her all my profit."

"You gotta chill." Clarence laughed

I walked down the block with Clarence.

"You wanna hit?" I passed the blunt to him

"Nah bro. I'm good."

I smacked my lips. "I forgot. Since you one of them weak ass Instagram models now, you don't want to do shit no more."

"Don't hate me cause I'm blessed. And I'm on the come up nigga. Give me a year and I'll be on every scene."

"That's some lightskin shit right there." I blew smoke from my mouth and jogged up the steps.

I currently live in East Harlem, New York with my mother and little brother. We don't live in the best neighborhood but it ain't the projects so we good. Me or my brother pops ain't around, we got the same mom - different dad.

"Wassup ma. What you need?" I sat at the end of her bed

"I need you to go to Brooklyn to ya aunt's house for me."

"For what?"

"To get a couple things for me."

"Why you couldn't send Clarence?"

"Cause I'm sending you. Now go."

"Aight. I'll be back." I got up and walked out of her room.

I spotted my brother sitting on the couch on FaceTime with a girl.

I walked up behind him and smacked his head. "Come on lil nigga. Let's go."

"The fuck? Yo. You gotta stop doing that. And I'm not going nowhere. Ma said you go not me."

"Hey Ashley." I spoke loud enough for the girl to hear me.

"Chill!" Clarence threw a pillow

"Ashley? Who the fuck is Ashley? You know what? Bye Clarence." The FaceTime call ended

"You so fucking childish." Clarence mugged me

I shrugged and left out of the apartment.

"Yo Dave!" A dude waved me over.

I crossed the street to see what he wanted. "Wassup?"

"You got something on you?"

"What you need?"

He handed me a $20 bill. I took it and nodded. I pulled a bag out my pocket and handed it to him.

"Good looking out."

I walked down 125 ST to get on the A train.

"Wait for me!"

I turned around to see my brother running down the block

"Nah nigga. You said you wasn't coming." I kept walking.

"You fucked up my flow and shit so I might as well go." He caught up to me