
Lyfe at a Glance
With no worries in the world, straight out of High School nine months pregnant and he was my best friend. I was living the average girls dream. Shopping sprees, hair done every week and nail appointments with TeeTee. You couldn’t tell me anything. While my classmates were in college or entering into corporate America, I was busy planning our fun day out.
I was his Queen and he was my King I loved me some him. He was a Hustler and the money was good. Hell thousands in one day and all I had to do was cook, clean and raise my son. A job? A college education? Yea right! He hustled all day and gambled all night. Rent paid for months in ahead. Bills were not for me to worry about per him! You don’t gotta work if you don’t want to he told me time and time again. Until the planes hit the twin towers in NY. Now dope was coming in the fed’s was on everything moving in and the streets was at a standstill! Weather it was by plane or railroads nothing was getting past them. Dope on the streets was either artificial or no good.
So my shopping sprees went from 3 times a week to about once a week. And my nails with TeeTee went to every two weeks. Damn this was getting me in a difficult situation cause by this time I was spoiled rotten and No wasn’t anything I was use to hearing. But he made it up by Vacationing on beaches and seeing new places. Still no care in the world things would pick up soon and gambling had become the full time hustle. It was bring in more than Dope and it was keeping the bills paid. Until the streets stop calling and shit hadn’t picked up. Now nigga's was getting they ass whooped and wanted to fight or shot it out.
Now that funds are low and bills are just current it was time for me to go to work ouch! He told me I pay for us to live but you’ll have to pay to Shop! I remember thinking shit I don’t wanna have to get up and go to work, so we arguing because I not looking like I should be, in the mall shopping saying I was searching!
Well one day he didn’t come home I was looking out the window, blowing up his cell; I was nervous more than angry my first thought was drug deal gone bad! Feel asleep on the couch and the next morning he comes his punk ass in the house. We arguing, fusing, and fighting cause I wanna know where the hell you been. But all he could say was at the club with his friends. Of course I’m steaming Hot so he buys me a car! Dumb is what I’m thinking now.
But times goes on and he visits this club often only to find out that he’s dating the entertainer! So this bitch is paying our bills given up tips and shit, and he thought I was suppose to deal with it! Yeah Fucking Right! So I decided Time out!