"I'mma shine on these ho *ss n*ggas like all day
I'mma f*ck any girl I want, drive every car you don't
Rock anything I want, man, I wanna be rich
I wanna be rich, don't see nothing wrong with wanting more
I wanna be rich, so tired of sleeping on the floor
I wanna be rich, there's so much that I want
I want a house on the hill and a boat by the lake and most of all I wanna get paid, I wanna be rich."
Kirko Bangz ft. August Alsina "Rich"Dave
"You got somewhere you need to be?" I looked to meet Mr. Cole's gaze. He's my parole officer. He's actually a really cool guy. I would probably say he's in his mid 50s.
"No. Why?" I lied.
"You keep checking your watch every five seconds." My eyes fixated on my wrist. Every time I looked down at my watch, I calculated in my head how long it would take me to get to my next destination. I'm meeting up with Geneva today and I don't want to be late, but I can't just up and leave this appointment due to its importance. It would look very suspicious and I would hate to get on Mr. Cole's bad side.
Geneva and I have been talking nearly everyday, getting to know each other. I have never felt so connected to a woman before. She's really different from the rest.
"I'm just having lunch with someone in about an hour."
"Like a date or just hanging out with a couple of your friends?"
"I wouldn't call it a date. I met this lady and we're going to eat lunch together for the first time."
"Well, don't let me hold you."
"For real?" My eyes light up and a smile creeped on my face. The Lord just answered my prayers.
"Yeah. We're pretty much done here. I wouldn't want you to be tardy and make a bad first impression."
"I really appreciate it, sir."
"Just know I'm going to haul your *ss in here if you fail that drug test." He warned me.
"You don't have to worry about that because that's not going to happen. Have a great day."
"You too." I quickly made it out of his office and retrieved my car from the garage. Let's get this show on the road.
I followed the directions from the GPS and reached the restaurant with 20 minutes to spare. As soon as I saw an open spot, I quickly pulled into it. Parking around here is so limited. If you don't find a parking space on the side of the road, you'll have to go park in the garage. I'm not about to pay $10 an hour. They are bugging on that rate. I already know it's going to be a struggle getting out of here because the traffic is heavy in the afternoon.
Nobody will let you back out into the street for even a few seconds. Some of these drivers are savages. I can't stand the ones that honk at you when the light just turned green like I need to make sure a lunatic is running a red light from the opposite direction. What's the hurry anyway? You should have left your house on time.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Change of Plans
Ficção GeralDave is breaking away the chains that have been holding him back and stealing his youth. He is on the path of redemption. He meets people along his journey who will either help him prosper or bring him back to his troublesome roots. Read to find out...