September

Elsewhere
2017-08-22 03:39:08 (UTC)

Thugs.

"ayee guh is Jayboss."
That was the text message I woke up to this afternoon. I didn't respond.
Don't get me wrong, I LOVE THE FUCK out of thuggish niggas, but he was a little to trill for me. Last night, he told me that he'd been in six shoot-outs in his life. Bump that shit; I'm not trying to get killed.
I like them slanging boys though; dope boys; them weed heads. They always have money. Pussy, Money, Weed: It's the motto. Gang, Gang and some more bullshit. These niggas swear they're the "realist", but like I said: more bullshit. Get a job with benefits, hoe.
They're not all bad, just stuck in the streets. These streets.... they don't show no love; they take more than they provide, but I understand why they do it: you gotta eat, fam.




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