" Now everytime I ask you for a little cash You say no and turn right around and ask me for some ass " x Erykah Badu
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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚃𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍
Later on that night...
After I left from Mazi crib I was going to head back home I was really feeling Mazi— she got a nigga smiling I love it here
I checked my phone Carter was blowing my shit up I had 10 missed calls and 20 messages I sighed calling her back
" Nigga where you at I thought you was somewhere
dead?! "
" Yeah Carter I'm coming home I just gotta stop by the shop real quick "
" Okay baby " I hung the phone up on Carter heading to the barbershop picking up my money
I parked my car getting out " What the he fuck " I mumbled to myself somebody broke in my shop
I started running my hand across my waves— I walked in the back niggas ran off with my weed and the other shit
I flipped on the light and saw Fat tied up in the corner " Yo fat ! " I said slapping him he woke up groaning
I called Dolph and Woo telling them to come over I rubbed my temples this why ion leave Fat in charge of shit—
How the fuck you let somebody Rob our shit— Dolph and Woo rushed in
" What the hell you mean we were robbed?! " Dolph said, clearly irritated I rubbed my temples
God what did I do to you ?
" What happened? " Fat asked rubbing his head I raised my fist almost finna punch him in his shit
" Nigga shut the fuck up, what it look like you illiterate ass you act so damn slow we GOT ROBBED " I yelled Fat looked around
" You let that shit happen too " Woo said co-signing sipping on his red cup I can't win from losing
" Y'all niggas tripping— look you still got them cameras I'll run em down to JB " Dolph said grabbing the security cameras
" Nigga trippin when we have cameras anyways— I'm the one that got knocked out " Fat said smacking his teeth
I pinched the bridge of my nose I was finna swing on the nigga but Woo grabbed me " He slow man... just chill
Key "
" Unhand me nigga " Woo let me go
I felt like crying I just wanted to be held right now it was 1:00 in the morning " Man I'ma head out Carter before start trippin' " I mumbled walking out
All my damn Kilos and ten pounds of damn weed GONE
" Key what about the connect in Cuba— we can go to him he can hook us up"
