My first job/hustle was cutting yards at 14. I would walk around the hood with my lawn mower going from door to door asking if I could cut/edge their yard for $20. Worked like a charm too I did on average 2-5 yards every week. I've always liked shoes and my mama wasnt bout to spnend $100 plus on J's/Nikes every few weeks how I wanted them but if I could meet her atleast halfway she would give me the other half to get them which was fine by me atleast I was able to buy every shoe I wanted and it felt good because I knew I put in the work to get them. By the time I hit 16 though that lil $40-$100 every week wasnt cutting it for me no more so I moved on to other things.
Like what?
14 years old. Boys & Girls Club Summer Camp.
Had me as a counselor to the 12 year olds
To add insult to injury, they made the dude I came in with, who was 17, counselor of the 8 year old group...fukking ass backward. It was a long summer
Sports during school, lightweight hustling during Summer.