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dodoatirice:
…And and i just didn’t know what to do, i just sat there and the events replayed in my head. I just slept off behind the wheels because the last fit i threw had used up almost all my energy and my body had no choice than to shut me down and i was a good thing it shut down before i hit the road or else I’d have probably shut off behind the wills on the drive. The devil saved me on that note because it still wanted to use me to complete many stages or levels in his video game. The video game where i was the lead act. In my dream, my mum sat there and was asking me if i was happy.

Iya Wale: okele gbigbe pelu suru osan ju ounje eje loor
Olawale olorun abimindariji e

A dry morsel with plenty patience is better than blood money. I hope God almighty forgives you.


Na so i wake up omo. Mami damn. I rubbed my eyes severally. And still sat inside the chilling Ride when i glanced at my rear view and i saw the boy that ordered me out of the bathroom approach the parking lot with two fat ass girls, girls bigger enough to be his aunt, omo nothing wey money no fit do oo i thought, so as it stands, this lanky dude gonna be lashing this big big ikebe’s tonight? And oh oh what is he up to now i thought as he took the girls down the array of cars that parked in the lot. Stupid Bastard abajoor your papa don chop edd. The lanky dude deposited those fat asses inside a White Lexus Es350 saloon stretch ride, pulled out of the lot and drove-out with recklessness. Damn dude got some style, when he breezed past my car, I could see he had black aloy rims on his tires which made the car sort of dope. But on another thought i mused to myself hope your papa sha get plenty money for azza sha because if police catchu. Went to the trunk of my Benzo truck, changed my designer top to a neat one, wiped my face again, threw some scent on and entered and zoomed off. 13 minutes of driving, i saw a white Lexus that had previously skidded of the road and crashed into a fence. I drove by and damn what. I stepped on the brakes put my car on R and parked. Nigga crashed the ride so bad but cool enough, they were okay but just trapped. This time people had gathered and together we worked hand in hand to free this youngin and the two pata nla that he picked up earlier. Cuts here and there but the gurl that sat at the back was left unscathed but she had fainted. I put them in my Benzo and headed for the nearest clinic/ hospital. I even called a tow truck for his car. You know say at that time( Road safety or vio or feds no dey).


The drive to the clinic, the Nigha kept looking at me and i bet he was tryin to see if i was the one he met in the gents earlier. I just kept a straight fave and kept looking ahead no time. The pata nla at the back through my rear view were
Now looking at me too and letting their eyes wander around the car, i could swear that they were getting wet under for me because i could tell from their reaction and my wicked car ac damn. This ine no be Lexus o i hear one of them whisper to the other that the nigha that picked them up earlier locked back at them in annoyance. Me i no send eyes on the road nigga.

dodoatirice:
Now i had to go out and spend all the money again in two days and I had a debt sponge debt i needed to pay. To avoid a repeat of back to back beatings, i proceeded to splurging away all the money. By the time I left the house in my car, mysteriously the cain marks had disappeared but not the pain. I got to chill out with them boys and it was plenty merriment as usual, finny thing was, i was in pains from the beating, i was splurging money and even dashing it out at freewill but i was really in pains. I did plenty giveaways but e just be like say the money no dey lean. Omo i no spend pass one sack that day and i had like 5 more in my home. The next morning, I attended a party i wasn’t invited to and spend millions on the Band that played, people didn’t ask questions as to who I was or if i was invited, the dancefloor filled up as soon as i started spraying the band money, the floor was literally littered with cash and people wanted to pick. I left the party and headed home, on my way home, I drove past a bustop, before I approached sef i saw people waiting for a bus , i drove past them throwing money in the air and watched in my rear view as people scrambled to pick. At the end of the day, i still had sacks of money that needed to go. The hour would arrive and I’d get beat again. Tears trickled down my fave at the thought of being punished for failing again.


Omo, to avoid the beating, i thought to myself that what if i packed all the money in the sack and go splurge it on the hour, i knew i had to proceed to the bathroom at that moment but I couldn’t, i was still cringing in pains from the last beatings i received and i wasn’t ready for another round tonight. I grabbed my dodge key, unlocked it and loaded the money in the back of my dodge and headed to the club. I went to a popular one where they sold drinks in over inflated/over exaggerated prices with the lie of VIP section. I splurged in the club till around 3am, then I took about seventeen hoes to an hotel and logged them there all expense paid and left them there. Heck i even paid them for nothing. When i was paying for drinks, i paid in cash and over paid the management. All the people on duty, na so so dash dash. People wondered how i had all that cash as i was always excusing myself and going to where my cars were packed, reloaded and headed back to the club. I made sure I appeared to everyone as “the boy was good” everybody wan dey enter me through thats watery ‘opoor’ slang ‘is plenty’ and i no mind. 3 am i returned to the parking lot, checked how much cash I had left and damn, i still had enough cash to blow. I had to be home because i knew something would have been waiting for me humming like a retard.

I got in my car and headed back home, I’d have to go face my demon at the 4am session. I was very very worried and had resigned to fate and new i was up for a torrents of beatings. I got to third mainland bridge and the water suddenly seem inviting, what if i plunged myself into the see and end everything, i had nothing to loose as now i had money and wasn’t happy and going though all this spiritual stress physically made me sick of the money itself and life at large. Yes! I could do it. I brought the car to a complete stop, slammed the door and went to the rail of the bridge and saw the stinking osa water as it laid still in the dark.. i then hesitated because suddenly it looked like mission impossible when teo boys approached me, one of them forcefully pressed me to the rail, pinning a locally made pistol on my forehead while the other dude ransacked my vehicle,

“ewe, ego, see moooooooooooooney”

this time the one that pinned a gun on my head and barricaded me then released me and ran to check what was making the other one shout. He realized it was a jackpot and then a loud bang and a body dropped. (The guy that had the gun then shot the guy that discovered the sacks of cash) and then proceeded to dragging the sacks out of the car looked at me for a minute i guess deciding if to drop me too or not. He tucked his gun away, then made away with the loot. By the time it hit me, i got into my car, and went my way. Ah atleast i spent all the cash. This time, life helped me beat the system but it came at a price, Na fish fish dey chop take fat.