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5/12/2021 4:52pm (Same Day)
As I pulled up to the trap, I saw a bunch of random niggas just standing around. It pissed me off, ain't no control over this shit, somebody can walk in, rob they ass, and kill everybody.
I got out the car and pulled up my barely sagging pants, and walked to the door. I walked right in, these niggas didn't have the alarms on, no body guard at the door or nothing. I walked straight to the back, to my personal office.
I saw Mikey sitting in there waiting on me.
"Damn boss man, it's been damn near a month, where tf you been." He pulled me into a bro-hug.
"I don't een' know, to be honest witcha. But why the fuck ain't nobody running this shit? Them niggas out there ready to die." I spoke irritatedly.
"They won't listen to me, they need you back. Why you got that ugly ass mask on nigga corona been over." He laughed.
"Nigga that shit is not over, that ain een' da fucking reason I'm wearing the shit. Ion need nobody recognizing me until I figure out what da fuck happened ta' me."
"Oh yeah, that's smart I guess. Here go what the camera picked up from the last night we saw you." He pulled out a small tv.
"Cameras?" I asked confusion written over my face.
"Yeah, I pulled up some from the streetlights." He said as he pressed play.
As I watched it, I sat confused. It showed some things, but still not everything. I got a headache out of nowhere, and pressed my hand against my head, hissing.
I saw my car come to a halt, as another car crashed into the back of me. I fumed, realizing the car. That dumb ass nigga, I knew something was off!
"Turn that shit off." I angrily spoke.
I picked up the mic that spoke over all the loudspeakers in the building.
"Say, y'all niggas done got out of hand. But allat shit fuckin' done fa'! Bag that coke up, put that ganja in dime bags and get y'all ass out thea' and do sumn'! Y'all was out of control but I'm back na. Any nigga who got some shit to say come to the back so I can blow ya' fucking wig back. Top is back nigga." I cut the shit off, watching as everybody scrambled to work on the cameras.
"Yeaaaaahh my boa' that's what I like ta hear!" Mikey dapped me up laughing.
"Yeah, yeah, nigga that go for you too. Go make sure them bitches out there doing what they posed' ta' do." I laughed kicking him out my office.
