[font=Lato, sans-serif]I was supposed to re-up today and my dealer made his way to me, however he's a city boy and I live in the country, so he got lost. He was freaking out, so I told him to stay there, and i'd come get him. So, I went out there, and it ended up being a shell gas station, so I pull up behind him. I go up to his window, we do the exchange, dap up hands and shit, and then finished the exchange. All of a sudden a cop pulls into the gas station (that's closed) and parks at the other side. He's looking and looking, and I said "stop bein hot nigga, finish this and get out of here". So we finished, i tucked it in my pockets and then started walking to my car. Then I got in, and drove home. Cop didn't follow me, nothing. I got home, go to get out and realize, wheres my wallet?!
I searched my care for about 40 mins, when I think, "fuck it has got to be at the gas station". So I hop back in and go back to the station, pull up and boom there it is, on the ground. You can see the road imprint where I rolled over it. So I got it, got back in the car and went home!
As soon as I got home, I put everything away, packed a bowl, smoked it, and here I am telling you this story.[/font]
I searched my care for about 40 mins, when I think, "fuck it has got to be at the gas station". So I hop back in and go back to the station, pull up and boom there it is, on the ground. You can see the road imprint where I rolled over it. So I got it, got back in the car and went home!
As soon as I got home, I put everything away, packed a bowl, smoked it, and here I am telling you this story.[/font]
