life lessons

Two weeks ago….

"That Nigga eyeing you close. Who the fuck is that"?

Stick yelled in my ear.

 Over the loud music and these bitches shaking they ass, I wasn't paying attention to shit but what I had in front of me.

 "Boy, I don't see niggas unless they, my niggas. Plus, it's dark as fuck how you even seeing in here?"

I said while gripping a handful of ass.

The sounds of Yo Gottis 5-star chick played thru the speakers, and it had been a whole 3 years since I've popped out and I was feeling myself.

I was fresh as fuck in all white, it was my go-to when I wanted to be seen. Me and my niggas been grinding hard these last couple years and tonight was the night we decided to celebrate.

 Celebrations come short for us though, It's always something blocking the shine.

Like Stick in my ear bout a nigga eyeing me.

  Niggas gone do that regardless. Niggas knew what was up with me.

  "Yeah, aight nigga look like he coming this way and he got two other niggas wit em. You sure we not beefing wit nobody? What about them GBG niggas."

At that point I couldn't even enjoy myself.

"Watch out lil baby" I said removing the slim thick stripper from my lap. 

  Whoever these niggas was walking up, Stick wasted no time getting on they ass.

   "You niggas lost? You see us tryna have a good time, move around fam"

Dude just looked at stick and laughed.

"Yea I heard about you, you must be tree. Naw, branch or some shit like that"

 "Stick! Nigga, and you obviously know what's hannin wit me so like I said nigga"

"Naw, I know you not the nigga I need to be talking to right now, he is. Im gone give you a pass though cause you don't know me and I'm here to speak money."

He said.

  I laughed because he was right. Stick was no slouch by far, but he didn't speak for me or this team. Dude was funny so I heard him out.

  "It's cool Stick, this nigga not no threat. Let em speak his business. It is business you coming over here for, right?" 

 Stick fell back and at first glance dude looked green. Nothing flashy, nothing that stuck out, until I seen the watch. Dude either getting money or taking it, either way I'm interested.

 "Big Tron, I don't mean no disrespect, I just came over here to spit some at ya. See if you can fuck wit it or not."

 I gave him one more look over then I checked his patnas out.

One thing I've learned if y'all not all getting money what's the point of taking the risk? They were dressed like any other street nigga that worked for someone. A little jewelry, belts and designer.

So, money was definitely flowing, but what I didn't get was if these niggas getting money what you need me for. I wasn't the plug, I'm just smart wit my network. Its plenty niggas touching paper out here.

 "I hear you bro, but listen, I see you plain Jane wrist and you niggas geared up. What I could I possibly do for you" I said.

"Look i wont even stall you i need some soldiers, specifically one. i hear you run a crew of money hungry dogs and i got a bone i can throw. im just 3 mannin right now and I need a few soldiers that's gone crash out bout whatever, on whoever, whenever."

He said.

First thought was to just be like na, we good, but I'm the type of nigga that hop on shit, so I won't regret not hopping on it later. If this was a chance for some of my young niggas to make some money, then shit why not.

 "Sounds like whoever giving you my info did they research. What kind of bone you throwin?

I asked taking a long drag from my wood. I had the best gas in the Lene and niggas knew it. 

  "A bone too good to pups" he said looking at Stick.

This nigga was funny. Stick do look like a little Poodle or something.

 "Ok you got a name. We can talk more about this in couple days."

I said. Stick was ready to get active, but we was in Peaches' spot that I had money tied in and I wasn't about to fuck up my money for his ego.

 And I was trying to get back to these dancers.

"They call me Doughboy, or Doe." 

 I wanted to ask how he knew who I was, but it's not that hard to find out. This a small town where everyone doing the same shit, you just got to find ways to do it better, and if you doing it better than the next nigga, you better be prepared for what come with that.

  As soon as they were gone we got right back to why we was here in the first place.

Present day....

 "This nigga lost or what I'm tryna go get me some pussy."

"Nigga it's 3 in the afternoon ain't nobody fucking nothing right now." said Stick.

 "Boy what? I can fuck whenever, especially on them perks. I get them from this bad older chick Mercedes. I thought about fucking then robbing that bitch though."

 "Duh nigga im the one who put you on to her. See I told you, you wasn't ready for no pills."

 I sat and listened to these niggas go back and forth for about 15 minutes before doughboy pulled up. I was glad to because them niggas was blowing me. And if Cash was smart, he'd be careful with Mercedes she not the one to fuck with. I've heard plenty stories about her.

 "What can he possibly offer us driving that? I can't wait to hear this shit."

Stick said, Doe had pulled up in a busted Crown Vic and hopped out looking low key as hell. Just a few weeks ago he had on a 100k watch.

I knew what it was though.

"Na, He smart. This fasho his low-key whip. You see, flashy niggas like you drive SRTs in and out the hood getting it hot. Yall chill while I go in and talk to this nigga."

"Chill out here for what nigga. You making moves without us?" Cash said.

 I only tolerated Cash because that's sticks friend who needed some bread, but I didn't fuck with this nigga at all.

 "Nigga ain't no us. You don't do shit, but make sure shit don't happen. So, make sure shit don't happen."

 "Aright, you got it" Cash replied.

Doe had his boys stay out there with Stick and Cash, while me and Doe went inside to talk.

 "Look I don't wanna waste too much of yo time, remember that play I was telling you about the other night?"

He came in and got right to the point.

"Yeah, Imma get my boy G on it."

"Well, my lil birdie say they left town already, and the house been empty since last night, so I'm not waiting I'm hitting that bitch tonight." Doe said.

"Tonight? Nigga how you gone pull it off tonight? And how you know they not still there?"

"Bro trust me this bitch not gone lie to me because she knows I'll smoke her ass and not think twice about it."

 I hadn't talked to Gianni about hitting this house. Doe and I had finally linked the other night at Paulas, and he put me on that play. He claim its 250k cash and some product we can snatch real quick. Once I heard the amount, I was on it.

 "So, you tryna hit it tonight?" I asked again.

"Damn right, so I need you to get wit the lil nigga G, tell him we need him tonight. I get the 200k and y'all split the 50 up the middle like we talked about."

 "Na like I told you im gone give the whole 50 ball to Gianni. This for my nigga. I owe him that much and more" I said.

Like clock work me and Doe coming out the crib and Gianni walking up. My nigga G was straight up, he didn't hold back or flinch. So, when I saw the look he was giving Doe, I was confused.

They exchanged a few words. Doe and his boys left and I needed to get at G about the play.

"YOU GONE HELP EM"

Gianni~

"Who gone help who? Nigga you got me fucked up. I'm not hitting no house wit that nigga better get-

"Nigga you don't want this cake?"

Tron wasn't thinking clearly, I get he wanted to make sure I was straight, but this wasn't my speed, and he knew that.

"Nigga I just got out for doing 4 years for a house YOU put me on, I'm cool 50 bands gone come my way, but ion want it like that."

I said.

"I figured you'd say that."

 Tron said as he headed to the back of the house.

He came back out with a Gucci duffle and threw it at me.

"The fuck is this."

I said, looking at the bag like it had shit on it.

"Open it foo"!

"What I'm supposed to do wit this? I ain't never sold no weed" I said throwing the bag to the floor.

"That's why you the perfect lil nigga for it. Fresh out. Nobody seen you since what 14-15. You can do it how you want."

If this was Trons way of trying to convince me to hit this house, he wasn't doing a good job of it.

"Man, you sound crazy. This look like 7, 8, nigga this 10 pounds. I can't pay you back from this shit. I mean maybe one or two or sumn nigga."

I knew 10 pounds wasn't much to these niggas. That's a lot of money, but a lot of heat I wasn't trying to be involved in.

"Na, ain't no paying me back that's all you."

Tron said, smiling.

I was doing the math in my head and Tron knew it.

 "Say something nigga, I just put you into position to make sure you eat, and you get back right. Get you some gear, get you a whip, keep you above water, so we can make shit pop."

Tron explained.

"Man, you know I'm more than thankful, I just. Man fuck that thank you big bro" 

We embraced and when I was heading to the door I turned and said.

"So what you gone do about Doe and that play tonight. I'm sorry bro, but I can't take that type of risk right now."

Tron~

My lil G was real concerned for me. I could tell by the look on his face he felt something wasn't right, but I had a plan of my own, and one of us not leaving that house alive.

"I'm going to get that money nigga"