Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
𝐷𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑀 𝐿𝑂𝑉𝐸𝑅𝑆<3 𝑁𝐴𝑆𝐴𝑅 𝐶𝐴𝑀𝑅𝑂𝑁 𝐺𝑅𝐴𝑌 | 𝑆𝐿𝐼𝑀𝐸 | ATL📍|23 "I know you heard that old sayin' about bad fruit, homie Huh if you can't beat 'em, knock it out 'emIf you gon' kill 'em, better not be sloppy" +
I pulled up to the trap to handle some business and pick up some money I looked over seeing niggas in the front just smoking
"Yall nigga don't get work to do?" I mugged they just stared at me
"We just taking a smoke break boss"
"When yall money come up short I don't want to hear shit," I said walking inside them and following behind me
When I walked inside I saw all my workers there's counting money, the girls bagging up, and my sellers coming to pick up the product
"Wassup nigga" Trey dapped me up I nodded my head at him
"Boss we got a problem" my tech guy Ed walked up to us with his computer in his hand
"Wassup?"
"Them west side niggas just took over our plug in Mexico," he said showing me I shook my head
"Shit, tell our plugs in Columbia to double our shipments and try and get a hold of the Mexican plug," I said he nodded
"Alright bet" he walked off I took the blunt that was behind my ear lighting it
"Them niggas on the west stay trying to take over some shit," Trey said I nodded in agreement
"Word and I'm not even in competition with them niggas"
"Listen though you got company upstairs," he said I looked at him confused
"Who?" I mugged he shrugged walking off with a smile I shook my head walking upstairs to my office when I opened the door I saw Ashley sitting there with a smile I smacked my lips closing the door behind me
"What the fuck are you doing here?" I questioned Witt a mug
"And get the fuck out of my seat" I pointed
"I'm sorry" she stood up as I sat down
"I am over cause I missed you baby and you weren't answering none of my calls or texts" She leaned against my desk
