"Imma just come out and say it.. I'm pregnant." Placing the blunt between my lips taking a long pull, Iquickly inhaled then blew the smoke out my mouth taken in the words shorty just said.

Diamond Jiles, was one of New York's biggest skeezer. This bitch was always trying to catch a come up. Looking down at her stomach there was definitely a little pudge there. I just assumed the bitch was getting fat.

"Oh." I finally said placing the blunt in between my lips taking another pull.

"The fuck, what you mean oh?" She asked quickly shifting her whole body so she was facing me.

"You're pregnant." I repeated shrugging my shoulders.

"Congratulations." I added tossing the end of the blunt out of the window. Brushing the ashes of my sweats to the floor I made a mental note I needed to get my car detailed.

"So what does this mean?" She asked as I looked over at her.

"It means you're pregnant." I spoke clearly uninterested. I wasn't even sure why she was telling me this. I thought she wanted to fuck when she texted me but clearly she had other plans.

"What are you trying to say? You always fucking playing my nigga, we not even together!" She yelled as I continued to stare at her with a blank face.

"I didn't say shit? I know we ain't together, you pregnant so you know what you have to do. What's understood shouldn't have to be said." I spoke starting to get annoyed with this whole conversation.

"So that's it you nut in me and expect me to get rid of my baby?" She said causing me to chuckle.

"The fuck is so funny!" She yelled while wiping her tears I just shook his head.

"You really think I would nut in you? I ain't even fuck you raw. I nutted in the condom and flushed that shit down the toilet myself." I spoke keeping eye contact with her.

"Now you up here crying cause you pregnant. Out of all ten of the niggas you fucking with you gon try and trap me? Well jokes on you baby girl I ain't dumb like you or ya other niggas. That ain't my fucking baby. I was gon still fuck with you once you handled your little situation but you really played yourself with that one. You could exit out my car now." I told her pressing the button to unlock the doors.

"You still here?" I asked looking at her as she sucked her teeth.

"How you expect me to get home?" Shrugging my shoulders that was none of my concern. She a grown ass women. The bitch played herself.

Pressing the start button the to my 2021 Trackhawk car I looked at the time on the dashboard it read 3:04pm. The fact this bitch was still sitting in my car was getting me hot. She had wasted my time something I wasn't able to get back.

"Look how you get home not my problem, now get the fuck out before I have to remove you." I said to her calmly. Finally she got out the car slamming my door.

"Dumb ass hoe." I mumbled pulling off leaving her standing on the corner.

Pressing the play button on my phone Top by Fredo Bang and Lil Durk blasted throughout the car.

Nodding my head I decided to do a pop up on the trap in Oakland city. Lately that trap ain't been making as much money as it should. And if the trap ain't making money then that meant I wasn't making money.

"Left it on seen, I ain't write back I don't trust nobody." I rapped along with Moneybag Yo Time Today while bobbing my head to the beat.

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Cruising down Grant street with my windows down I was rapping along to Hellcats & Trackhawks by Lil Durk.

"Opps be threatenin' me in my dm, we ain't never worried." I rapped pulling up in front of the corner store. Double parking I pressed the hazard button and stepped out the car. Wiping any residue left from the blunt I had just fining smoking, I closed the door locking it and placing the key fob in my Thom Browne sweatpants.

Nodding my head to the niggas in front of the store I

walked inside going straight to the back. Opening the fridge I grabbed a life water bottle and headed back to the front of the store. "Let me get some papers and some mint gum." I asked.

One thing I hated was having my breath smelling like weed. Some type of mints or gum was needed after I smoked. "Here you go nephew." Uncle Luk said sliding me the papers and gum.

"Thank you." sliding a twenty to my uncle.

"Hi Mr. Luk," Some girl came in bitting her lips as she looked over at me causing me to shake my head. "He'll Nah, you gots to go, distracting my female customers. They suppose to be looking at me like that." Uncle Luk spoke causing me to laugh.

Luk was in his late forties but if you didn't know him you would think he was in his early thirties. "See ya." I said walking towards the door.

"Hi X." He heard causing me to look up and see Samantha. Biting my lips I nodded my head at her. Samantha was some joint that worked at one of the popular strip clubs her in New York. She has a fat ass and some big ass titties.

"When you gon stop playing with me?" She asked causing me to smirk.

"Ain't nobody playing with ya ass. I'll hit you up soon." I said before walking to get in my car. Truthfully ain't nobody was playing with that bitch. Yea she looked good and all but she had been around. I wasn't too keen to fuck a bitch other niggas had. Pushing the start button my phone immediately connected and Hellcats & Trackhawks resumed.

Pulling up to a red light, I grabbed my phone and noticed there was a few miss calls from . Sliding my finger across the screen the phone started making that ringing noise it does and within seconds

was cheesing all in the screen.

"Fuck you cheesing for? Just got ya pussy licked or some shit?" I asked laughing as Bash sucked his teeth.

"Light skin niggas always saying some pause shit" Bash's voices boomed through the speakers.

"Fuck you been? I just had to shoot one of these little niggas over on West." Bash said.

"Im pulling up on you now." I said hanging up on Bash. Switching lanes I continued the route heading towards the trap in Oakland.

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"Ya niggas in here think shit sweet. Fuck gave ya permission to do anything other then move this fucking work? If ya ain't working money ain't being made. What the fuck ya don't understand?" I yelled at the little niggas who worked at the trap.

Right now I was furious. When I pulled up I found out these niggas had been bringing bitches in here flexing with my money and on top of that they were also leaving the trap unattended.

"On my mama ya lucky Bash ain't put fucking bullets in all of ya heads." I told them in the most calmest tone ever. And even though I was speaking calmly to them they were all shitting bricks.

When it came to me they knew not try him. You did not want to be on my shit list.

"Fuck you crying for?" Bash asked some little nigga and before he could say anything Bash had fired two shots to his chest.

"Anybody else wanna be a cry baby bitch? We don't need no soft ass niggas. This ain't the field for that. And it ain't no quitting. Only way out six feet." Bash spoke.

"Do ya understand what the fuck was said!" Bash yelled this time as they all nodded their heads.

"Good now get the fuck out my face and work." He said as they all left out.

"Always itching to shoot" I finally spoke as Bash sucked his teeth. "He was bitch made." Bash said with no remorse.

"Call Bag have his niggas clean this shit up." I said.

"Fuck you going so fast? You just got here." Bash questioned as I nodded my head.

"To mind my fucking business." I did not like to be in the same place for long. Living the life I live I have grown to learn niggas was always plotting. I had no time to be caught lacking.

"But yo why you ain't tell me you about to be a dad?" Bash asked trying to hold in his laugh.

"Fuck you talking about?" I asked getting annoyed already knowing what he was talking about.

"Diamond posted on the gram you a deadbeat." He said showing me the post.

"Imma kill the bitch." I said through clench teeth. One thing I hated was people playing with my name. I was not for the messy shit.

"Bitch posted that cause she know I don't have social media. Bitch nuts. I was just with this bitch and told her that ain't my fuck baby." I said as Bash just laughed holding his stomach.

"I told you not to fuck that, now look at you a deadbeat. Ooooh Chanel gone be pissed when she find out." Bash continued to clown.

"Get this shit cleaned up?" I spoke as Bash finally stopped laughing.

"Yo I forgot to ask you coming out tonight?" Bash asked.

"Yea just hit me later." I spoke finally walking out the back getting in my car. Hearing the vibration from my phone, I picked it up from the cup holder and saw I had over ten miss calls and several text messages from Chanel.

"Fuck." I mumbled locking my phone putting it back in the cup holder.