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Niggas wanna try, niggas wanna lie.
Then niggas wonder why, niggas wanna die.
To take my mind off the high rate of speed, I pulled out my phone to check to make sure Princeton did what the fuck I told him.
Me:You still at home?
Princeton:Yep, playing the game. Mama just made it here. Her and Raymond.
Raymond and my mama met on the train during the time she hadn't dated a man for over a year. Being in a relationship for most of my life, I saw many men come and go from my house, so much so that I was always shocked to see the same man stay through a complete rent cycle. My mama didn't slow down completely until she was diagnosed with HIV two years ago and swore herself off men. That was until she met Raymond, and he was so desperate to have a woman, he said he didn't care that she is positive. They supposedly took precautions, and I know my mama is up to date on her preventative medication. So, I didn't look at my mama any differently after learning of her sickness. I just looked at her as a wakeup call for what's really floating around out there, and that's when I settled down with Ebony to try and not end up like her. I love my mama, but she legit almost hoed herself to death. I can't do that too.
Within an instant, we went from a high rate of speed to a screeching halt in front of a black brick building to our left. After leaning forward, I looked out the driver's window and saw that we were at Klub Raw. One of the most popular urban strip clubs in New York. This is where all the rich niggas and celebrities come to have a good time.
"Uh, why are we here?"
"I told you I needed to handle business. This is where I handle business."
Crew got out first and waited for me near the front license plate. Once I got out of the car and met him in front, he walked us into the building without saying a word to the security or clerk sitting at the front.
"Damn, I didn't know the strip club was open this early in the morning."
"This strip club doesn't close. Mutha fuckas want to freak at all times of the day, baby."
Inside right now was about ten people at tables separated throughout the building and a couple of strippers up on stage dancing slowly to POV by Dvsn.
I followed Crew all the way back to the private rooms, where he finally stopped and pulled one of the black velvet curtains back.
We walked in, and Crew sat down on one of the couches in the room and pulled a fat ass blunt out of his gym shorts and then lit it.
"Wait, so smoking weed at the strip club is handling business?"
"Listen, smoking weed is necessary with the business I do. It relaxes and slows my mind down."
I folded my arms.
"Is that some loud you smoking or mid?"
Crew stood up from the couch and walked straight into my personal space, blowing the smoke in my nostrils. I could tell by the way my nostrils opened up that he was indeed puffing on rapper weed. I held two fingers up to grab the blunt from him because I couldn't resist. I know getting blazed will make this food we are about to eat from Bama that much better.
"So why are we here again? I'm still confused. It's 11:00 am."
"We here because I wanted to do a test run on you. I think you may be mistaken about a lot of shit, and I just can't watch that happen to you. It's not going to take long."
"Mistaken about what Crew? Now I'm really confused?"
"Just relax, baby. Here, hit it again."
He held the blunt up to my lips, and I took it.
Even though I was getting high, my heart was racing because I wasn't sure of what was about to happen next. I remember the first time I smoked weed; I was so high that I would scream every time I saw a reflection of myself. I swore that I wouldn't do it again in my life, but I eventually fell under pressure again and again until I became accustomed to it. It's insane that Red Ribbon Week used to be my favorite week at school, now I 'say yes' to drugs any time the question is asked.
Crew was way more relaxed, his eyes were low, and there was a hunger in them. He looked like he wanted to salivate the way he held his mouth slightly ajar. Crew had the smoothest pinkest lips I've seen on a man in a long time.
"So, you ready to know why I brought your sexy ass here?"
"Uh, I've been wanting to know that."
My words dragged just a bit because I was high as a giraffe pussy.
