My baby needs milk she is hungry...my soul is turning cold the world is hard and these niggaz sellin dope to buy rims...they soft sellin death to buy material items just to attract bitches who looking for a trick to pay their bills... But I don't Blame them... They also feel their soft...Dressed in all black, my hoodie low I feel like a black panthers tracking his prey... And the prey is this bitch nigga sittin in his fancy car trying to floss for the hood...he ain't even from this hood....I guess I'm trying to fool myself... Hype myself up... Make excuses why I should rob this nigga...Miya get a job...I tried to get a job...they said they don't need the help right Now... But my baby girl need this milk right now.... I creep in the shadows....I know this nigga from school... I know his mama and I know his daddy... If he's anything like his dad this will be easy.... I robbed him last year to buy art supplies....my heart is beatin fast... Visions of my daughter, visions of my mother, visions of my grandmothers fill my mind.... Shake it off Miya, they wouldn't understand I have to get this nigga.. He is weak he don't deserve that money.... God protect me I want to go home tonight...my baby mame said she will cook me some hamburger helper and braid my hair if I get home before 11pm....the 9 is out... He is listening to Geto Boys.... The music is loud... Silly nigga ain't no warrior... He ain't no hustla... This is too easy...I spoke too soon .... He spotted me in his mirror....fuck it time to make a move.....you know what it is.... I want it all nigga...I guess he isn't as soft as I thought....he ain't trying to empty his pockets....damn I don't want to kill him over cash... Maybe if I just put one in his leg he will come off it....I knew he was soft he's crying like a bitch now... The sight of his own blood changed his mind....all of this for $450, a gold chain, and some CD's? Where is my life goin?.....Miya I thought we were cool?.... We are my nigga....I hope you understand we are living in a jungle and I'm a predator...I use my money in a different way then you do....you use yours for bullshit and I want it all....i didn't want to shoot you but you get my point don't you?.....he's eyes fill with tears....I feel his fear...yo bruh this is between me & you....you tell anyone and it lights out....I'm easy to find if you want some "get back" I'm man enough to say I deserve it....I will see you next week.....be ready....be a warrior or change your field of work.... I have no fear. Now time go buy this milk for my daughter, get my braided and listen to this nigga's CDs... God thank you for letting me get home safe tonight...
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