Yep. That shyt is the worst feeling in the world walking in your crib and seeing that. A house I was renting off Bankhead was broken into. Walked in and my shyt was all over the place. Mattress flipped over, shoe boxes all emptied out and shyt. They even put a blanket over my dogs cage like that was supposed to do something. Wasn't even like the dog coulda got out. I was working a 9-5 but also dabbling on the side. I had a gravy boss so I would come and go as I pleased and I'm sure the nikkas in my neighborhood peeped that and made they move. I was young and stupid then and I used to move pretty recklessly. A nikka would come in and out about 2-3 times during the day and then a few more times when I got off. Wasn't even from that hood so I'm sure I looked like an easy lick to them. Them nikkas got me for 2 pounds and about 1400. I was so pissed I went in the backyard that night and let off a whole clip in the air.
Worst part of it all was I lost one of my main aces in the ordeal. I was baby sitting another 3 pounds for my homeboy and they stole that too. Pretty surehe thought I had something to do with it. It took me damn near a year and I set him right for his losses but our relationship was never the same. You could tell that shyt was always in the back of his mind and we just kinda fell off with each other little by little
Worst part of it all was I lost one of my main aces in the ordeal. I was baby sitting another 3 pounds for my homeboy and they stole that too. Pretty surehe thought I had something to do with it. It took me damn near a year and I set him right for his losses but our relationship was never the same. You could tell that shyt was always in the back of his mind and we just kinda fell off with each other little by little
