desjardins
Veteran
So Saturday I went to a party at my bol crib brooklyn. Bol live on the border of clinton hill and bedstuy on lefferts place. When I was walking to his crib I kept thinking of Money and Violence and Respect Life shoot outs cause the blocks are mad long and wide and i can't really picture how dudes get down on those kinds of blocks, you can see your enemy approaching from like 2 blocks away.
Anyway I thought brooklyn was gentrified and white as shyt. I saw random black people out there but they looked defeated man.
Also there are like million dollar brownstones next to apartment buildings that look like the projects and have mouse traps outside on the lawn
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My bol actually had a back yard with his apt and while i was out there i saw RATS multiple times. His rent is $3k btw
So anyway the party was cool. lot of drinking and debating and i dj'd etc.
The REAL shyt started once we went to Vodou bar on halsey st.
First off i was already drunk as shyt when i got there. i got into a fight like 5 minutes in there. and the bytch ass bartender somehow charged me $90 for 3 long island ice teas despite me only being in there 5 minutes before getting kicked out. so after i got kicked out two of my bols walked me back to lefferts place. i DON'T REMEMBER shyt AFTER THAT fam. these nikkas said i fell and hit my head somehow. i harassed some kids at the bus stop. i grabbed a white girl hair and wouldn't let go and they had to pry my fingers off her hair. allegedly i shook some dude hand and wouldn't let go. again i don't actually remember any of this. i just crazy cause i could have got arrested, knocked the fukk out, or killed and wouldn't even know wtf i did. all these nikkas who say they blacked out and killed the whole crib full of people i relate with them nikkas now cause that shyt really can happen. be a drunk walking zombie brehs
so i get back to my bol place and they drop me off and go back. i threw up all over my bol rug
i woke up like the dude on The Night Of not knowing how i got home, who throw up was on the rug or why my shirt was off. All this and i went to NYC to go to La Marina not some hood ass bar in bedstuy
Oh and I had brunch at Walters the next morning and it WAS fukkING TRASH. $15 for some nasty ass cac breakfast with a window seat view of cacs walking their dogs and jogging
I'm OVER NYC dawg
Anyway I thought brooklyn was gentrified and white as shyt. I saw random black people out there but they looked defeated man.
Also there are like million dollar brownstones next to apartment buildings that look like the projects and have mouse traps outside on the lawn
.My bol actually had a back yard with his apt and while i was out there i saw RATS multiple times. His rent is $3k btw
So anyway the party was cool. lot of drinking and debating and i dj'd etc.
The REAL shyt started once we went to Vodou bar on halsey st.
First off i was already drunk as shyt when i got there. i got into a fight like 5 minutes in there. and the bytch ass bartender somehow charged me $90 for 3 long island ice teas despite me only being in there 5 minutes before getting kicked out. so after i got kicked out two of my bols walked me back to lefferts place. i DON'T REMEMBER shyt AFTER THAT fam. these nikkas said i fell and hit my head somehow. i harassed some kids at the bus stop. i grabbed a white girl hair and wouldn't let go and they had to pry my fingers off her hair. allegedly i shook some dude hand and wouldn't let go. again i don't actually remember any of this. i just crazy cause i could have got arrested, knocked the fukk out, or killed and wouldn't even know wtf i did. all these nikkas who say they blacked out and killed the whole crib full of people i relate with them nikkas now cause that shyt really can happen. be a drunk walking zombie brehs
so i get back to my bol place and they drop me off and go back. i threw up all over my bol rug
i woke up like the dude on The Night Of not knowing how i got home, who throw up was on the rug or why my shirt was off. All this and i went to NYC to go to La Marina not some hood ass bar in bedstuy
Oh and I had brunch at Walters the next morning and it WAS fukkING TRASH. $15 for some nasty ass cac breakfast with a window seat view of cacs walking their dogs and jogging
I'm OVER NYC dawg
