is if this don’t work out between y’all, my money better not get stuck in the crossfire. Money is my bitch, and just like you would kill over your bitch, I will kill over mine,” I said, clenching my teeth and staring at each and every one of them.
“We got you Unc, we know what’s expected; even if we broke up, we still a squad and I’m going to always rock with my day ones no matter what,” Jaeda said while rolling a fat blunt of some cookies.
“Well now that we are all in agreement, I think this meeting is complete; just remember where you started. Don’t let the money bring up any bright ideas; I trust the four of you to keep your Squad in line because, I have no problem eliminating any problems. Feel me?”
With that, I rose up out my seat and walked out the room. I had to be at the club in 45 minutes and still had to cross the bridge to get to the City. With an extra burst of reassurance, I could breathe a little easier knowing that my team was on point.
Tone
Jaeda’s car had cost me a pretty penny, so I had to hit the block so that I could be ready for the beginning of the month. We had to add our $5000 to the account, and I had other things to take care of as well. It was starting to get hot in the streets, and there were only three more months of school left. I had gotten accepted to four schools with full ride scholarships, but I didn’t know what direction to go. I loved the feel of the streets, but I also wanted to challenge myself as a man to get that college degree as well.
I didn’t want to be that father that told his kids what they needed to do and hadn’t even done it myself. Nah, that wasn’t me so I had a decision to make, but I wanted Jah, Laela, and Jaeda to embark on this journey with me. I couldn’t do this alone; I needed my ride or dies there to motivate me. I spent day in and day out with those three, and we had a plan; we already had half a million in savings in our company account, not including what we had accrued in our joint interest account and whatever was in the safe at our safe house. We were moving mean in the streets, but also smart and cautious.
Jah had his older brother Gio open up a business account under his record label, and had listed Jah as a second owner so he would have access to deposit and withdraw. Every three months, we made large cash deposits into the account and listed it as music tour payments. We also had an apartment outside of Oakland where we went at times to just chill, but it was so out of the way that nobody really stayed there. There were two large safes in the closets, but only me, Jah, and the girls knew about the apartment – neither Gio nor the other members of Gas Squad knew every thing. It was never good to let everyone know everything. There was one last safe that was built into the back of one of the kitchen cabinets at Gio and Jah’s house that only the three of us knew of. Yeah, we were definitely papered up but this was money we didn’t touch; it was that long-term money. We didn’t plan on touching that until we were ready to make our move out of Oakland. We still had another 2 years before we all would be 18 and out of high school.
I had plans that included me and Jaeda, wedding rings, houses, and kids. I was a young street nigga that was talented on the field and in the field, but I knew when I had something real. I had fucked plenty hoes and dated a few, but nobody made me connect like Jaeda did. She was definitely it for me, that’s why that day at Big Ken house’s I was hot than a motherfucker when he started spitting that dumb shit about cooling off. The fuck that nigga thought this was, I wasn’t out here buying bitches $70,000 cars because I liked them; my girl had to match my fly and I loved that girl, so it was only right for me to show her. It’s cool though; soon enough we would put all this behind us and move on, creating our own empire.
I was riding through the hood in my old school. I had a midnight blue
“We got you Unc, we know what’s expected; even if we broke up, we still a squad and I’m going to always rock with my day ones no matter what,” Jaeda said while rolling a fat blunt of some cookies.
“Well now that we are all in agreement, I think this meeting is complete; just remember where you started. Don’t let the money bring up any bright ideas; I trust the four of you to keep your Squad in line because, I have no problem eliminating any problems. Feel me?”
With that, I rose up out my seat and walked out the room. I had to be at the club in 45 minutes and still had to cross the bridge to get to the City. With an extra burst of reassurance, I could breathe a little easier knowing that my team was on point.
Tone
Jaeda’s car had cost me a pretty penny, so I had to hit the block so that I could be ready for the beginning of the month. We had to add our $5000 to the account, and I had other things to take care of as well. It was starting to get hot in the streets, and there were only three more months of school left. I had gotten accepted to four schools with full ride scholarships, but I didn’t know what direction to go. I loved the feel of the streets, but I also wanted to challenge myself as a man to get that college degree as well.
I didn’t want to be that father that told his kids what they needed to do and hadn’t even done it myself. Nah, that wasn’t me so I had a decision to make, but I wanted Jah, Laela, and Jaeda to embark on this journey with me. I couldn’t do this alone; I needed my ride or dies there to motivate me. I spent day in and day out with those three, and we had a plan; we already had half a million in savings in our company account, not including what we had accrued in our joint interest account and whatever was in the safe at our safe house. We were moving mean in the streets, but also smart and cautious.
Jah had his older brother Gio open up a business account under his record label, and had listed Jah as a second owner so he would have access to deposit and withdraw. Every three months, we made large cash deposits into the account and listed it as music tour payments. We also had an apartment outside of Oakland where we went at times to just chill, but it was so out of the way that nobody really stayed there. There were two large safes in the closets, but only me, Jah, and the girls knew about the apartment – neither Gio nor the other members of Gas Squad knew every thing. It was never good to let everyone know everything. There was one last safe that was built into the back of one of the kitchen cabinets at Gio and Jah’s house that only the three of us knew of. Yeah, we were definitely papered up but this was money we didn’t touch; it was that long-term money. We didn’t plan on touching that until we were ready to make our move out of Oakland. We still had another 2 years before we all would be 18 and out of high school.
I had plans that included me and Jaeda, wedding rings, houses, and kids. I was a young street nigga that was talented on the field and in the field, but I knew when I had something real. I had fucked plenty hoes and dated a few, but nobody made me connect like Jaeda did. She was definitely it for me, that’s why that day at Big Ken house’s I was hot than a motherfucker when he started spitting that dumb shit about cooling off. The fuck that nigga thought this was, I wasn’t out here buying bitches $70,000 cars because I liked them; my girl had to match my fly and I loved that girl, so it was only right for me to show her. It’s cool though; soon enough we would put all this behind us and move on, creating our own empire.
I was riding through the hood in my old school. I had a midnight blue
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