Keep It On The Real

45

                               Yatta's POV

"The numbers double up when niggas labeled gang related." I nodded my head to the slow beat as I puffed on a wood, the regular.

That Sleep Walking really had me thinking. My nigga Mozzy went it. All I've been doing this day was thinking, about everything. My life.

I think I'm really fucked up for good. Mamé isn't taking me back no matter how much I try, so shit ain't gon ever be the same. Niggas who I thought were my brothers might be on some sneaky shit. I still don't know who took my shit for sure, but them niggas real suspect. My aunty and sisters be telling me I'm on some stupid shit with the way I'm acting. My mama long and gone, but only hit me when she need some blue faces. My OG bout the only person that I got on my side to keep it on the real.

I swear I never thought I would be on no shit like this. I ain't even simping or in my feelings, I just been ducked off and staying to myself. On the low though, I feel like niggas out to get me. Sometimes I can't even sleep because I feel like somebody gon run up in my shit, or God just not gon let me see tomorrow.

"God is good, God is great. I thank him for another day." I couldn't agree more with Mozzy.

In a way, I feel so empty. I really can't describe it, but I know for sure it's a different feeling. Nobody fuckin with me anymore, but that's cool.

I smacked my lips as I looked at my ringing phone, getting a call from Keezy. Even though he blood, I'm still skeptical of all them niggas. I swear it be the closest one to you.

"What, nigga?" I answered.

"You good, brother?" He asked.

I scrunched up my face. "The fuck. Yea nigga, I'm good. Why?" I asked.

"Mayne, you my lil cousin. We blood. I don't know why you think me and gang on some sneaky shit. We not like Yase, so don't even say no disrespectful shit like that." He spoke.

I smacked my lips again. "Whatever, blood. It usually be the closest muhfuckahs to you."

"I understand that, but it ain't always like that. You know I been looking out for you like crazy, especially since Cork passed-"

"Mayne-"

"Nah, listen." He cut me off. "You fuckin workin my nerves with this shit. I been looking out fo yo lil ass forever. Fuck a cousin, you my brother. We all brothers. You think I'a let any of them niggas do you dirty and take yo shit? Trust, if I ever found out them niggas was on some sneaky shit, niggas would be 8 feet, fuck a 6. But they all feel the same damn way, so you should know how we rockin." He spoke.

I was silent and Keezy continued to speak.

"I just wanna know if you good, forreal. We ain't been speaking, but you still my brother and I'm finna check up on you regularly."

"I'm good." I spoke.

"Fashoo, just hit me if you need anything."

"Fuck would I need you for, blood?" I scrunched up my face again.

"Mayne, Im not even finna go there with you. I was just checking up on you." He replied.

"Well, you done?"

"Blood, you got me so fucked up. Steady thinkin me and gang took yo shit. What you need to be doing is questioning that bitch you been fuckin, and them new niggas you been hangin 'round. You ain't know they asses for more than 3 months, turning on us and fuckin wit them. But it's cool. Watch them niggas be the main ones on some hoe shit." Keezy spoke.