Cash Pov
I woke up with hair in my mouth. I took my hands out Monae shorts and pulled her hair out my mouth. She was still sleep on me chest lightly snoring. I slid from up under her and watched her cuddle with the pillow.
I went in the bathroom and brushed my teeth before washing my face. This little house in Greensboro type nice. I went in the closet and grabbed some grey trues and a Tommy Hilfiger t-shirt. I through on my metallic 5s and went to the living room.
Spazz, Lexi, TJ, and Peso was in there.
"Poppin slimes" I said mushing Lexi head
They all said something back. I went in the kitchen and grabbed a Gatorade. After that I grabbed my keys and left.
Monae and them plan on moving to Cali soon. Me and Monae havent actually talked about what's going to happen to us. But little does she know I might make that move with her. I mean that is my girlfriend, and I got the money for it so shit why not.
Only thing is I've started a whole new life Outchea in Raleigh. I can't just up and leave. I gotta sell my house and make sure my money gone be straight. I pulled up to my warehouse and got out. I don't really show my face here to often. But whenever I do come around I know everybody in this Bitch better be on they shit.
I walked in and everybody heads snapped in my direction. I was pleased with what I saw. Niggas moving weight. I do the same shit Monae do. It's just I been doing it longer, and I'm deeper in this shit than she is. I've already been through my wars and beefs. Now I just sell drugs and stay out the way.
Nigga know wassup with me though.
I walked to my office and went my secret closet behind the bookshelf. It's basically a hidden room full of money. Some shit the feds won't ever find if it come down to it.
I walked in deeper. Every time I come in this Bitch I feel like a kid in a candy store. Red got her passion for hurting people with her psychotic ass. But the same love she got for hurting people is the same love I got for my cash.
I started stuffing money in to the duffle bag. Once I got to a million I stopped. I threw the duffle bag over my shoulder and left. Now one more stop till I go back to Greensboro.
I pulled up to the nice three story brick house and knocked on the door. The familiar gaurd came out then let me in. I walked through the familiar house to his office. The door was opened but I still knocked before I went in.
"Ah my boy Cash. Wassup wit you" he dapped me up as I sat across from Maniac
Maniac about 40 year old. He been in this shit Damn near 30 years. He a good as role model for the life I live, and the life I wanna have.
"Man I need some advice G" I ran my hands down my face
"Shit talk to me" he smirked
"Okay I done told you bout my girl right?" I asked him
"Yeah, Red, the queen pin. She got some good as weed no cap" he chuckled
"Yeah well an moving soon. Like far away. And something is telling me to go with her. I mean that is my girl and I love her. I know for a fact the distance gone break us apart but then again I dont know if I should just pack up and leave with her. Because what if we don't work out?" I vented
He was about to speak but is carribean wife walked in making him smile. He motioned for her to come in. She walked in and sat on his lap.
"Cash. I can't tell you if you should go or not. But if you really feel like this girl is the one then do it. If not, you might miss out on a blessing. Something similar happened to me and Anastasia. Her parents forced her to move to the carribean when we were young. I knew I couldn't live without her, so I went to. And we been together for over 20 years. Shes my rider. And if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be as successful as I am today" he looked at his wife and smiled
