interacting with the people we work with, and navigating the streets while you have a temper problem and everyone tries to avoid you. He has really good ideas on how to expand and not draw attention to us. Since he’s been out he has been my top earner, while you’re barely making your quota.”
“ Fuck this shit, I’m outa here. That’s all a bunch a bull and you know it!” He flew from the room glaring at me.
“ Does anyone else object my decision?” pops questioned. Everyone shook their head in the negative.
“ I think you made an excellent choice,” Ronny commented.
“ I second that,” EJ agreed.
Uncle Elijah nodded in approval.
“How do you feel about captaining this ship,” my pops asked, with a smile on his lips.
“ A nigga can’t decline such an auspicious offer now can he, especially when the vote is unanimous,” I joked. “So I guess I’m gonna have to accept the job.”
“ Damn right,” pops said, getting up and giving me a hug and a slap on the back. “Let’s get something to drink.”
We opened a bottle of three year o ld single malt scotch and toasted to success. The life of a hustler was the only one I’ve ever known. Since the age of sixteen the streets had been grooming me for that occupation. From the time I sold my first brick, to the time I popped my first nigga, to the time I made my first mill, had all been leading to this single moment; The moment when I became the Head Hustler.
After leaving my father ’s house I called my boy Delco on the phone and told him to meet me at my strip club Glitter in Harlem. When I got there he was relaxing in a chair by the stage smoking a cigar and watching a little big assed light skin shorty work the pole. Lil mama was upside down on the damn thing making her booty clap. She was one of the new chicks my manager introduced me to the last time I dropped by. I remembered her giving me some seductive smiles and was thinking I was gonna hit that in the future. She had a nigga’s dick getting hard at the moment so I guess the future has arrived. I took a seat at my boy’s table, and gave him a pound by way of greeting.
“ Damn that’s some shit right there,” he said, referring to the moves shorty was popping on the pole. “That little shorty is bad as fuck.”
“ Ain’t seen a shorty work it like that in a minute,” I agreed. I motioned shorty over to the front of the stage and stuck five twenties in her red thong. She gave me a wink and a big smile as thank you.
“ So what’s up my nigga, I was busy getting some pussy when you ordered me to get my ass over here.”
“ Calm down, I’ll get to that in a minute. This shit I got to say is well worth busting one less nut. Just sit back and watch lil mama do her thing.” I flagged down a waitress and order a bottle of Ciroc and two glasses. When my order arrived I half-filled both glasses and handed one to Delco.
“ Let’s make a toast to the new captain of our ship and his first mate,” I announced, clinking my glass against his.
“ That’s what up,” he grinned, taking a sip from his glass. “Your pops finally passed over the reins?”
“ At the meeting tonight,” I informed him.
“ Congrats to you my nigga and good looking out on the promotion.”
“ You must have known I was gonna make you a lieutenant as soon as I started running things.”
“ I knew you would look out for a nigga for sure, but I wasn’t expecting to be your right hand. You know your brother is gonna flip.”
“ That dude done already had a bitch fit tonight when pops chose me as new lead,” I explained. “I’m not worried about that nigga; he’s going to be acting the fool regardless.”
“ Damn nigga, you better start watching your back. I wouldn’t put it past him to try and bury a blade in it so he can take your spot,” Delco warned.
“ I already know that. That’s why it’s you at my back and not him because I already know I can trust you one hundred.” And I meant
“ Fuck this shit, I’m outa here. That’s all a bunch a bull and you know it!” He flew from the room glaring at me.
“ Does anyone else object my decision?” pops questioned. Everyone shook their head in the negative.
“ I think you made an excellent choice,” Ronny commented.
“ I second that,” EJ agreed.
Uncle Elijah nodded in approval.
“How do you feel about captaining this ship,” my pops asked, with a smile on his lips.
“ A nigga can’t decline such an auspicious offer now can he, especially when the vote is unanimous,” I joked. “So I guess I’m gonna have to accept the job.”
“ Damn right,” pops said, getting up and giving me a hug and a slap on the back. “Let’s get something to drink.”
We opened a bottle of three year o ld single malt scotch and toasted to success. The life of a hustler was the only one I’ve ever known. Since the age of sixteen the streets had been grooming me for that occupation. From the time I sold my first brick, to the time I popped my first nigga, to the time I made my first mill, had all been leading to this single moment; The moment when I became the Head Hustler.
After leaving my father ’s house I called my boy Delco on the phone and told him to meet me at my strip club Glitter in Harlem. When I got there he was relaxing in a chair by the stage smoking a cigar and watching a little big assed light skin shorty work the pole. Lil mama was upside down on the damn thing making her booty clap. She was one of the new chicks my manager introduced me to the last time I dropped by. I remembered her giving me some seductive smiles and was thinking I was gonna hit that in the future. She had a nigga’s dick getting hard at the moment so I guess the future has arrived. I took a seat at my boy’s table, and gave him a pound by way of greeting.
“ Damn that’s some shit right there,” he said, referring to the moves shorty was popping on the pole. “That little shorty is bad as fuck.”
“ Ain’t seen a shorty work it like that in a minute,” I agreed. I motioned shorty over to the front of the stage and stuck five twenties in her red thong. She gave me a wink and a big smile as thank you.
“ So what’s up my nigga, I was busy getting some pussy when you ordered me to get my ass over here.”
“ Calm down, I’ll get to that in a minute. This shit I got to say is well worth busting one less nut. Just sit back and watch lil mama do her thing.” I flagged down a waitress and order a bottle of Ciroc and two glasses. When my order arrived I half-filled both glasses and handed one to Delco.
“ Let’s make a toast to the new captain of our ship and his first mate,” I announced, clinking my glass against his.
“ That’s what up,” he grinned, taking a sip from his glass. “Your pops finally passed over the reins?”
“ At the meeting tonight,” I informed him.
“ Congrats to you my nigga and good looking out on the promotion.”
“ You must have known I was gonna make you a lieutenant as soon as I started running things.”
“ I knew you would look out for a nigga for sure, but I wasn’t expecting to be your right hand. You know your brother is gonna flip.”
“ That dude done already had a bitch fit tonight when pops chose me as new lead,” I explained. “I’m not worried about that nigga; he’s going to be acting the fool regardless.”
“ Damn nigga, you better start watching your back. I wouldn’t put it past him to try and bury a blade in it so he can take your spot,” Delco warned.
“ I already know that. That’s why it’s you at my back and not him because I already know I can trust you one hundred.” And I meant
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