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the mix to get this cake together. But I’m sayin’. You know me, dude. And you know how I gets down. We boyz and all but I’m just sayin’.” As I stood there listening to Squeeze, spitting arrogantly like he was the man, I couldn’t help but get tight like a mu’fucka. I knew I had to cut to the chase and get right to the heart of what Squeeze was getting at. Although I was heated, I managed to drum up a fake smile. I began to speak but Squeeze cut me off and continued feeling on himself. “I mean look at tonight, for example. You come up in my spot wit’ a fly-ass Puerto Rican chick talkin’ about how she’s been holding you down wit’ her man’s money! I mean, come on! Even if you are on the run, nigga, you gotta get out there and get yours.” I looked at Squeeze and the only thing that I could reply was, “What da’ fuck?” “Promise, you my man, but I’m just sayin’, I gotta tell you what you need to hear. And straight up on the real, you gotta decide what you want! Is it leeching off these hoes? Is it your daughter? Or is it this paper?” Squeeze asked pulling out a knot of $100 bills. I was heated but I had to remain on the humble because I wasn’t in no position to come at Squeeze in any other way but humble. See one thing about niggas is that if you let them talk long enough, eventually whatever is in their heart will come out of their mouth. From what Squeeze was spittin’, he was basically saying that the fact that we had been boyz for years didn’t mean shit! And the fact that we had did countless stick ups together, that too didn’t mean shit! Squeeze was making it clear to me that money will definitely change a nigga. He didn’t give a damn about my situation. The only thing that he cared about was his money. Back in the days if a cat had to go up north and do a bid, he could always count on his homeboys for holding down his spot for him until he did his time. And in my case it definitely should have been the same way. I was on the run for a year and not because I wanted to be on the run. It was the cards that I had been dealt. Matter of fact, it was Squeeze who had called me and told me