4 Years Later .....
"Aye Ma when daddy coming home" Quan asks me as we are watching t.v.
"I dont know baby. Hopefully real soon" I say looking at the time. Its 2 in the morning and Q hasnt made it home yet. Q has gotten real big in the drug game. He's bigger then my daddy now. Making hundres thousands a day prehaps. Shit has gotten real these past four years. Everyday its something new. College is breaking me apart. I hate medical school. Shit gets agravating as fuck. Then having to come home and deal with Quan ass is alot.
"Bitch Im cooler than a cooler. Big shout outs to my jeweler. Hit a lick been rich ever since" Quan says rapping Chief Keef.
"Quan watch your mouth" I say pinching his cheeks.
"This song be jamming maa! Get up there' he says laughing. I love my big head man. I hear the front door begin to open and look who it is.
"Ayeeee pops!" Quan says running over to his daddy and giving him a dap. What 4 year old know that gives there daddy a dap?!?
''Wassup lil man. You getting you dreads retwisted tomorrow' Q says.
"Man pops auntie do them to tight" he says talking about Heaven.
"Dont you wanna be like your daddy?" Q says.
"Hell yeah.. I mean yeah pops" he says making me shake my head and laugh.
"Alright then. First step is getting these things retwisted my nigga!" Q says.
"Ight pops! And bruh you need to listen to that new Rich Homie Quan song Pass Around" Quan says.
"That bih be sliding!" Q says
"Hell yeah!" Quan says. I shake my head
"Its late big man. Go get in bed" Q says.
"Ight pops" He says giving Q a hug and coming over to give me a hug and kiss on the cheek.
"Love you Quan" I say.
"Love you to Ma" he says smiling at me. He even has dimples like his daddy. He runs off to his room.
"So where were you?" I ask him.
"Damn I dont get no hey baby or nothing" He says walking over to me.
"Nope. Answer my question" I say.
"Shake my head But Tank them trying to take over this drug gang shit. This shit is stressing me out. Thats the only reason I've been coming in late. They trying to take my men and everything. Shit is pissing me off" he says taking a seat next to me. These past four years Tank crew has gotten out there in the world. He's like the most wanted drug dealer out there. I never met him tho. Im scared to. He hates Q with a passion and Q hates him to. He killed our soldier Jordan. That was me and Q brother. So you already know we have no respect for him what so ever.
"Bae you need a break" I say.
"Hell noo. If I get a break for one day there go my business" he says almost yelling at me.
"OHHH KAYY!" I say waving my arms in the air.
"Bae I aint mean it like that" He says.
"I have work in the morning" I say getting up from the sofa.
"You aint the only one" He says getting up.
"You taking Quan to Heavens right?" I ask.
"I was hoping you could do that" He says winking at me.
"Oh hell no! I have to be at work by 9! Forever 21 is already cutting my pay check. 12 an hour aint shit." I say.
"Ohh okay so my hundred thousands thats coming home everyday aint helping you out either huh?" Q asks. Damn he's mad.
