He had real estate, and a flower shop (florist), which also had tailors on staff making dresses and suits for weddings. The shop allowed for plenty of importing to the islands, so he prolly did other street shyt (which I heard of). He was locked up for hitting banks, and rumors of nikkas going missing. My dad was a hustler 60-90s, which was a different era. Especially in the islands.
The only career move advice he ever gave me was never be no cop... he would put me in public school if that's what I wanted to for a living. Told me that in grade 6, he died when I was in 7th. I can remember how the household changed when his money stopped coming in (my mom was not his wife).
I respect him... even if women/kids was his "problem", could have been born to a nikka with 2 kids who didn't do shyt for em. I respect the drive he gave me always having fat roll of cash on him, the nice cars, his charisma. No he didn't have the time to do lil shyts with me (like play basketball), but he held my family down. And he was my mom only love, no other dude stepped in that house. Plus respected in the streets... "Oh you Schemer son?" his nickname was coming up with schemes.. hustler
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