Depending on the type of Scam...I have no love for scammers
Stop playing you know they're listening to Drake in the lobbybet you wouldnt walk through here with a sign that says "these nikkas is p*ssy though"
I slid through and nikkas was hella cool. Nobody approached me on funk, asked me where I was from, etc. They just wanted to sell some "kush". They rap, I rap, we follow each other on insta...same with Parkdale. Ya'll cool as fukk.bet you wouldnt walk through here with a sign that says "these nikkas is p*ssy though"
after his deportation from Canada. Something we would find out through a third party via a private call to Wale years later. Wale spoke to a voice he recognized as one of Franks acquaintances years back he asked Wale about Franks whereabouts. Wale responded that he was in Africa to which the man answered thats funny he is sitting in my condo in the city right now. 
For the most part there are very few no go zones here. I grew up around Teesdale, Parmacourt, Vic park, Regent you name it... Never had problems and thats in all honesty but I also was never the type of dude to hang around in a bummy neighbourhood doing nothing. I always had my pack on as a youngster with some music and supplies and just skated thru the city mingling. rarely spent a day at home never sitting in the "hood". My brother in contrast grew up here being younger and got caught up in the street life here.. which he is currently paying for.
Nah i don't
my moral compass is fukked. I been on some Robin Hood shyt my whole life and I really don't care to apologize. White collar crime gets thein my book.
I don't need an excuse my conscious is clear
A young African breh arrives in Toronto with only the clothes on his back. The year is 97 and nikkaz is walking around in fatigues or shinny lenolium looking suits while more money more problems plays everywhere I go like the theme of the summer.I walk the streets soaking up anything I can tryna learn my environment.
Fast forward to 2002, the kids now in a prestigious university no scholarship. I take loans for a year and decide that ain't the wave.
Wale lived in the hood but when we would go out on the weekends he would have the illest rides you even seen. Come to find out he borrows em for the weekend from his cousin Pablo (Not his real name). Pablo is a bit of an anomaly being a African/Dominican hybrid. Pablo however had the cars and the homes. He had multiple condos in the same building downtown. Wale and Pablo introduced me to their work at the condo where they kept an office. Pablo had all types of items from ipods, CDs, clothes, computers just stacked in the place. He was selling a lot of these things on ebay. At the time I was a big sneaker reseller on ebay. Wale and Pablo got me to use my positive feedback to start selling their items.
We became partners and I started buying items from Pablo at below cost. Never asking where he got em. Soon I was making more money than I could bank without questions.. I started depositing amounts under $5000 intermittently. The most cash I had at one time was 70k. With 40k worth of product in my room. My partner's though made way more. Wale was driving his own cars now and splurging on women. We were know in the club district. But we still lived in the hood
Things started to get strained though as money makes people greedy and Pablo began to charge more for his items. That's when Wale got a hold of Pablo's supplier somehow and cut him out. Them being cousins didn't stop there being beef and I was effectively left without a supplier.My cash flow ran dry. Wale continued to eat though but he had just gotten in bed with the devil and would pay for it. Pablo was small time compared to this new plug a man from Ghana I'll call Frank. Frank was and is an international scam artist. A man who was on the run from the states having owed more than 20 millions in taxes.
To be continued..
After Wale started working with Frank I kept in touch with his cousin Pablo from time to time but the deals he cut me were not worth the hustle anymore so I stopped selling. Wale would always ask me if I still spoke to Pablo and I was vague about it. I didn't wanna take sides in business just do what was best for me. But he kept warning me about Pablo. He said dude had shorted him on the count several times in the past and was a snake. Pablo was very competitive and jealous. He was also suspected of snitching on another Scammer who had recently been arrested. They lived in the same building and cops had been led to him.
Wale kept his dealings with frank away from me but the stakes had been significantly raised. I wouldn't have afforded to buy into the level of business they were doing at this point and my cash flow was running short. Frank was like a costco for scammers. He was this middle aged young acting old flabby looking dude. He wanted to be hip so bad but dude just looked like a try hard. He had everything though. 2 condos a range and the appearance of life as a boss. I never liked frank from the moment I met him though and for that matter Pablo. Both were shady to say the least. Frank moreso. By the time I met him it was year later and him and Wale had been doing business for a while but little did I know that would come to an end soon.
A couple months later Frank was arrested in a high profile case. I didn't know what he was really into until they released the charges in court. The list was extensive and quite scary to be honest. Especially for us who had been claiming innocence by ignorance. Wale wasn't the only person he did business with but he was the only guy that stood by him in court. Wale was never charge but spent countless dollars in court and taking care of franks business. Frank lost millions in assets seized, he did a couple years and was deported somewhere in Africa without a cent. Wale being a rare dude held him down and send him money believing that the loyalty was mutual and with a promise that he would get it back. So then we just waited for years..
Little did we know that Frank had been back in the united states in less than a year
actually overheard some scammers at a barbershop talking about getting a VPN to hide their activities.
They're in for a rude awakening when the feds presents logs of their activities.
Can you quantify this for me please..
Like smalls scams vs big scams?
Old ladies vs white collar scumbag?
Pickpockets vs card readers?
Im trying to figure the depending scam upon which you have love for those who partake..
