Jimmy
"You playing a dangerous game out here. You burning fiends. You just been making yourself look real crazy lately" Roc shook his head at me when he walked into the trap
I sat counting up money and cutting dope at the same time. I had a rolled blunt, a scale and a Bacon egg and cheese sandwich laid out on the table
"Nigga what are you talking about?" I frowned up at him looking at him crazy. I finished bagging up the shit I was on first before I gave him all of my attention. It was the first day of school for the youngings and first of the month. So of course the block was banging
"A couple people you hit off said u gave them baggies of some bullshit. Wise from over east feeling some type of way cuz he said u literally gave him some dirt instead of real weed. Man I'm just giving you a heads up that Grady coming thru. I got your back thou" Roc gave me a pound. Roc was my nigga since 5th grade but with that situation with Ivory he ain't buck so what he said went over my head a little
"Niggas just hating on me cause my rank going up. Fuck outta here. I ain't ever burnt nobody. That's fuckig up my own money. Niggas just trying throw a bad bone on me" I told Roc passionately.
I could be called a lot of things but I never burned no feinds. I wasn't hood rich but I wasn't hurting either. I was comfortable but i wanted more. Grady was who I hustled under. He was in his early thirties and a cool nigga but he wasn't to be fucked with either. We both were from Cherry Hill and I looked at him as a big brother. He was the only Nigga moving weight who wasn't being taxed by BGF. Every other hustler had to pay tax in the city but Grady was solid and had some agreement set in place with them. They didn't step on eachother toes. I was leveling up in Grady crew of " Disciples" so I wouldn't pull no bullshit to give me a bad name or him. I was running my own trap now and off the block. The shit Roc was spitting just didn't make sense
"Look I brought a baggie in you gave Mindy. she wanted a refund. I ain't give her the bread back but she said this shit is a baking soda and orajel" he threw the bag on the table of ready rock. I opened it and crushed it, rubbed it across my gums. I ain't get no numbing at all
"Yo what the fuck? Grady playing games man. I wouldn't pull no shit like this. That's like me wanting to loose customers" I was mad as shit and was wondering what the fuck was really going on. Did Grady dilute his own product ? It was no other way possible
"This Grady pulling up now" Roc looked out the blinds and I had my new beretta strappped. I looked up to Grady. He was my idol, my hood family but niggas couldn't be trusted. This shit was fucked up though. I was his best worker. I just didn't understand
Grady did the special knock and Roc let him in. He was fresh as shit with a true religion sweat suit and timberland boots. His webbie bush was tapered and his ole lady was on his side. She locked eyes with me. She was bad brown thing and toned up. She was on some Amber Rose shit with her bald head but her face was so pretty it worked on her. Keyshia just had my dick in her mouth hours ago but I wasn't tryna break up a happy home
"Help me understand something Jimmy. You my best worker, shit my prodigy. I was mad you let Ivory punk you but I looked past that. But I ain't come here to drop jewels of knowledge or bullshit. Ain't no need for me to play footsie bout the shit. Are you stretching my product?" He asked. We were in a heavy stare off and I stood up
"I never played you. I wouldn't even play myself. Somebody fucked with my shit but it wasn't me"
Grady chuckled and stepped closer to me until we were face to face
"Ain't no love in the game like you think it is. You giving me a bad name. I know damn sure I ain't fuck up my own product. That's not a good look Jimmy. You cut the fuck off. You should be thankful I'm sparing your life but I did watch you grow up. just keep in mind of my generousity. Niggas done got killed for less"
"Cut off? I got my family on my back. And I'm not fucking with BGF and joining them. You really think I would do that shit to you Grady?" I was hot and I was foaming at the mouth at how mad I was
"Watch your tone " he spat with his finger resting on his waist
just because the shit Ivory pulled a few weeks ago Niggas thought they could play with me. Making shit up on me. Now I would have to find another plug in. BGF controlled everything in the city. I wasn't going eat with that Nigga who embarrassed me. I knew Ivory was in charge now that Saint was gone
"Come on baby, lets go" keyshia pulled at his arm. Looking at me pitifully
i was back at the bottom now untill an idea came up. Soon as he turned his back I had my gun aimed
"Jimmy don't do it!" Keyshia screamed. Roc remained silent but communicated with me in his eyes he was with it
"Bop! Bop!" I shot him twice and he collapsed to the ground
"Who he cop from Keyshia? I know you know. He take you everywhere with him" I grabbed her and she was crying looking at Grady lifeless body on the ground
"He cops from this nigga who he meets at a hospital. they only meet once a year but the drop offs be at Amazon warehouse for product. I think his name E or something like that. I never seen his face or know much about him. I'm not allowed too. His plug is extremely private." Her voice shook
"Take me to Grady safe he got built in his room. Yeah I know about. I'm not playing Keyshia, your life is on the line. Set the shit up. We going tell everybody a story of how Grady was robbed. I'll be the new nigga in charge now. Everybody knows I was being groomed by him anyway"
