"Hood in and out,you love these bitches last. Love the money and hustle first. Dont forget it. Aight Kayden?" Rico said to me pushing his index finger into my chest.

If this was some other nigga putting his finger on me. I wouldve been broke it and the other fingers. But Rico? My fucking homie. He flew from his part of town since the nigga hated cars,buses u name it. He enjoyed flying forreal. Nigga has his own private jet. I cant knock his jock though,when you ain' have money like that growing up, it make you wanna treat yourself like a king.

But I told this nigga to invest into a business,black owned. He say he hear me but ion see no moves being made. It's cool,cant never say I ain' push rico into the right direction.

I waited for Rico's manly speech to be done.

He patted my shoulders,giving me a brief smirk.

"As for that girl...Gia?Gina?"

"Gina" I corrected, feeling as if I just gave him the obvious hint that I care. He sighed then stated "don't get your head wrapped around this chick. A big distraction,stay focused."

I nodded my head letting his advice register into my brain. He clapped his hands together and moments later,women appeared from a hidden doorway.

"Meet my girls"

I observed each and every one of them up and down. None of them gave me the spark Gina gave me. They were sexy as shit though ; fine bodies id get lost into. "Now I did say no females to distract you but we all have needs" He mumbled towards my ear.

"Pick one or two,shit three if you down like that and go into a room."

I fought back my uncalled for loyalty to Gina. She wasnt my girl. I hope she never heard about what im finna do. I pointed at a puerto rican girl. She was shy in the face but her body wasnt innocent. She led us to a room and shit got critical once I locked the door.

***

"You gotta realize the streets and bitches dont love you" He kept saying over and over again. After I fucked that bitch, Rico urged me to stay for a while. But nigga sound like a fucking broken tape recorder. "Nigga I hear you, damn."

"Aigh' you hear me but you not listening. I'm gonna put this advice into your system. Its gon take a month. You gon' be a changed ass nigga for sure."

"Man, shut the fuck up. I changed enough after my homie Peanut died."

"That shit made u soft and cold at the same time. Nigga, come on. When I pull u deeper into the game you gon thank me later."

I averted my eyes slowly to the ground. I did need extra cash to keep me afloat for a couple years. This shit wont last forever though. I nodded my head to the rap music playing in the background as I watched Rico whisper probably kinky shit in one of his hoes's ear. I rolled us up a couple fat L's with his weed. He had that good shit last time I checked.

Once he was finished, she got up. Rico being Rico, he bit down on his bottom lip,striking her ass harder than ever. Made my ass jump a little thats how loud and fast it was.. Or maybe this weed fucking wimme. I was already on my third fatty.

"So I got a couple jobs and moves for you. The money gon' be taller than the city buildings. I'm tryn tell you Kay'".

I couldnt get myself to respond back to Rico. The weed he got was strong as fuck. I felt like an airplane diving down into a bucket of cardboard filled with fat twinkies and yoyo's. Fuck this nigga be smoking? All I could feel was my head swaying side to side. "Yo brooo.. Type weed is this man?" My voice sounded weird and more deep than before. I was gon strangle this nigga yo.

"K...." Was all I heard Rico say.

But I knew I fucked up when I realized before I passed out that this nigga never reply back with one word. This nigga gave me K2.

I woke up feeling drousy as shit. "On my motha' I'mma murder you for having me smoke that shit yo" I growled,glaring at Rico laying in the exact same spot. He chuckled, lighting up a blunt. "Nigga you gon' be ard. Shit not laced as much."

I managed to get up,grab the shit I came with and roll out. I called up Chris but that shit went to voicemail. "Man who the fuck around?" I said to myself as I turned on the block. I spotted my oldhead Ron,sitting on the bando steps with his folks. Pulling up, I got out and greeted everybody. Ron and I had our own handshake made up. This nigga practically raised me,made me well adjusted to the drug business. He was buff, tough tony ass nigga.

He had tattoos all over his body,one tattoo on his face under his eye to symbolize that body he caught. It was just one but Ron wasn't no life taking ass nigga. As much as he hated other gangs N' shit, he despised of black on black crime.

That one body was for the nigga that killed his five year old daughter,Kiara. The guy that shot her meant to shoot Ron. He caught Ron and his daughter at a park and let it rip. Ron got shot twice while his daughter took up to 6 bullets. One included right into her forehead. Ron wasnt the same since but he been keeping his head up since. The whole hood respect 'em,too.

"Watchin' out for these bitches yeah?" Ron said while watching every car and person driving em,go by. I squinted my eyes and smoothed my hands together.

"You already kno pops"

"Heard you got a baby on the way too Kayden,congrats" Ron said,making everyone on the porch congradulate me. I nodded my head and sighed. "Yeah thanks yall..but by some whore bitch. Shit wasn't on purpose man".

Ron slapped the back of my head making me lean forward a bit. "Nigga thats ya babymom now, respect her" he said giving me a serious look. I just rolled my eyes. Still a whore in my book.

"But anyways, I'm hearing none of these bitches out here loyal. They either setting niggas up or only plotting on a nigga bank account."

I shook my head, I already knew about the gold digger shit but not the set up. "Who got set up recently?"

"Boy, a bunch of niggas in this city. Nothing but trouble making whores. I see right through them. They come off golden and different but in the end,they gon fuck you."

"Well shit I ain' gotta problem with being fucked shit im tired of doing the fucking" Leon called out from below. He sat on the last step cackling. He was the clown nigga of the bando. He couldn't take shit serious but he had no problem with taking somebody life even if he knew a nigga was a family man.

"If a bitch burn you have the same energy my nigga" I said in an amused tone. He made a psht sound, waving me off. If I could do a poll right now, I'd be the only nigga that believed in condoms.

"I ain never gon get burned. I warn a bitch before she try some devious shit like that on me like: bitch you burn me ima hunt you down and shoot ya fucking clit off lil bitch, leave you clitless and all bitch. Think before you burn a nigga bitch." Leon said standing up,feeling for his gun on his waist.

The whole porch was in tears including me. This nigga was a trip. "Real shit, fuck that hoe thought."

"Man whatever- ayo, look at mami across the street" I said while watching this thick light brown caramel female switch down the block. I had every nigga's attention on her and on the low I wish I didn't. A battle to see who would holla and get her first was the most stressful shit.

Niggas was only saying "dayummm" or "id fuck the shit outta her". I had to make my move and fast. I hopped down the steps hearing one of the guys say "here this nigga go". They knew wassup. I jogged my way down the street hoping she ain' see me. Crossing, I walked in her direction while was coming towards me.

Little caramel was on her phone so she hadn't seen me literally race to get her attention. Soon enough, I bumped shoulders with her. She broke her attention from the phone onto to me.

I licked my lips,looking her up and down. "My fault ma'". Her expression gave me confirmation that I affected her a lot. She began walking slowly but still looking back at me as I did the same.

I grinned, giving her the once over again before turning around. And then the expected:

"Aye!" She had an alright almost ghetto voice but it was attractive."I know you from somewhere?" She asked walking up to me. I could tell she was nervous but that boldness was creepin' up on ha'. She prolly thought she wouldnt see me ever again.

"Maybe.. Why wassup?"

"Oh nun, you bumped me on purpose though" she said giving me a sly grin. She was smart.

"How you figure ma?" I squinted one eye at her,softly biting down on my whole bottom lip.

"Because all this space to walk and u ended up close as fuck to me, duh." She slapped down on her thigh. "Aigh' aigh.. You got me girl" I looked across the street to the bando. Them niggas was enjoying the show. Ron shook his head with a hidden grin while Leon dry humped the air sticking his tongue out. The rest of them laughed. Without knowing it,she looked across the street, making a disgusted look.

"They yo friends?"

"My niggas from the youngin' days why?" I asked cursious.

"They some weirdos" she said once she stopped looking across the street. "Lemme get ya name and ya number though?" I said ina somewhat asking tone. She bit her lip slowly giving me a hard on glare. "My name Melissa,gimme ya phone" she said putting her hand out.

I reached for it,unlocked, and pressed on the phone app. Once I gave it to her, she put it in and handed it back. "And your name?" She said backing up a bit. I had a nice view of her. She had freckles, long eyelashes that were hers,weave in but it was real nice ,and look like she just got it done. Could see the curves from where she was standing. The lips on this girl was perfect with lipgloss shining on them.

"Kayden, but u can call me bae or ya kno" I said smirking. She was prettier than a motherfucker when she smiled. I wouldve been pissed if i was her boyfriend. Outside looking all goregous and shit.

Shit, the thought of me having her made me insecure. Realizing I still had Gina in my corner, including a whore babymom i cut the convo short. "Aigh' I talk to you later?" I said getting ready to cross the street. Walking backwards , she nodded her head giving me a wink then she fully turned around and began walking.

I couldnt stop myself from staring at her ass. "Stop objectifying me or i wont answer when you call" she shouted. I cleared my throat crossing street,wondering how she knew.

"Ayeee my nigga u got the number i see" Leon said cheesing hard as hell at me. "I want seconds" he included doing his own little dumb ass dance. "Nigga bye ion share my women" I shrugges him off, sitting on one of the chairs placed next to Ron.

"Anyways-" my phone began to ring. I let out a huge ass sigh knowing damn well it wasnt Melissa or Gina. My whore of a babymom had her own ringtone.

I made a jingle with Chris, recorded it and got it to be her ringtone. In the background, Chris remaking the original iphone ringtone while im singing : "whore babymomma callin' bitches is buggin' whore babymomma be wylin' planning on fucking youuu overrrrr. My babymoma a whore she real life bored".

Ron glared at me while shaking his head. I ain even wanna look at him knowing he was disappointed. Leon and the rest couldnt control they laughter when they heard the tune play.

I shook my head and answered.

"Yo?"

"Nigga where you at?".

I rolled my eyes and stared at the ground.

"Why yo?"

"Because i wanna the fuck know, fuck you meaaan WHY YO? PUSSY I WILL FUCK YOU UP"

"BITCH DIDN'T I TELL YOU ONLY CALL ME WHEN ITS AN EMERGENCY OR WHEN U IN LABOR?"

"Nigga Ion give a fuck whatchu said. Yean paying my phonebill I call you whenever the fuck i want too."

"Bitch..bye"

I hung up.

"Damn..you definitely slipped up with her" Leon said widening his eyes.

I sucked my teeth. " whore ass..bitches be buggin" I whispered lowly and the whole porch was in tears. I felt frustration rise to my head and i just got up,and jogged to my car. Chris was calling me now and I felt somewhat better knowing he was now available.

"Yo bro" I said once I answered.

"Yo nigga, where the bitches man?" Chris said. I scrunched my face up as I waited at the stop light.

"What you mean where the bitches? Where yo girl? Why you sound like you drunk?" I asked concerned like shit. Since peanut gone all I honestly had was Chris. We had eachother.

"Mann fuck that shawty on foe n 'nem, Im boutta throw a paawty' Im already fuckin drunk yaheard.. Fuck bitches man.. Fuck bitches" Chris said loudly into the phone as if he was smudged up against the phone. "Man where u at?" I asked knowing I needed to be where this nigga at.

"I'm hoommee and people already coming through. Do me favor bro..bring more weed..and bitches...then when it get poppin,invite my "bitch" over. So she can see my dick getting sucked like a vaccum cleana', VROOOMMMMMMMMMMMMM"

I hung up after that shit and decided to call his girl. I wasnt letting my nigga get into dumb shit with a girl I knew was thurl in and out. "Mane wassup?" Kim said once she answered.

"The fuck is up with you and Chris yo?"

"Man fuck him, he tryna play victim. Like I ain just find out he fucked a bitch on me three weeks ago."

I shook my head refraining myself from hitting the steering wheel.

"Who told you this?"

"Dont worry about it. I thought you was my homeboy but I forgot yo loyalty gon be more stronger with Chris than me. But I honestly thought you'd do the right thing" -boop boop.

She hung up on a nigga and now I gotta slap some sense into this nigga. Pulling up on his block,bunch of cars and people crowded his property. Chris had a nice spot in the baddest neighborhood .

He knew nobody would rob his ass since he had about eight pitbulls,top expensive security system, and niggas that actually guarded his home. I pushed and shoved into the crowd. Winked at the bad bitches and greeted homies I recognized.

"You got me singing all theseee love songs what the fuck am i doin..nanananana u got me feelin stupid"

I shook my head at him. He was sitting laid out across bitches on they lap with a bottle in each hand. They stroked his body parts and admired him. I snapped my fingers, dismissing them from the area. Once we was alone, well just in our own space, I slapped Chris hard in the face. "Nigga what was that for yooo?" He whined falling back into the cushion. "Cause you bein real dumb right now. Instead of tryna work it out with Kim, you partying with bitches that have the advantage right now, of stealing and using yo dumb ass.

"I bust a cap instead of a nut in a biitch no cap" he chuckled sipping the liquor. "Man why you choose this route?" I said resting my elbow on my leg. "Man her words stabbed me like a knife... I ain never feel this type of pain since peanut.. He wouldve wanted me to throw this shit anyway."

"What she say?"

"She said she shouldve fell in love with you instead...".