the worse part is when you tell a nikka you dont have it and they try to tell you what you have
just 2 weeks ago my friend text me "call me asap" so i called dude, he like what you doing after work, im like nuttin. he asked me to take him to 42nd st in NY, im like cool, aslong as you gimme dat $50. So when we got to NY, i had to go alllllll the way down to like 2nd ave which got da yung demi gawd tight. By the time we got the money it was starting to get dark and shyt, so he like, we gotta find a checck cashing place so im like
i thought you were getting cash? nikka like nah they always pay me in checks. So now i had to speed race all the way to washington heights to cash the check, when we got there they wouldnt cash it because they needed to call the store, or so he claimed. Anyhow, i took this nikka home and told him dont play games wit da demi gawd, when you get dat money put mine to the side cuz i know you nikka, up in da bar buying hella drinks for crowds of bytches
. anyhow, 2 days later i hit dis nikka and ask for my money, he like "my moms needed some money"
ive known this nikka majority of my life and his mother has neva asked him for no money. So i told this nikka " go tell disney all your fukking
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I learned the hard way about leaving that shyt on
