Siku imeanza na nuksu.
Over the weekend kuna foreman alinitafta nipeleke mawe na i offered 50 bob per piece, wanted 2500 6x9.
Foreman tukapiga deal na yeye nigonge madam at 60 yeye akule 10 bob ya juu, i was reluctant juu hii mawe ukiongeza bei ikuwe juu client atahepa .
We negotiated na Madam and settled to 55, nkaambia her foreman deal imekuja half way so utakula 5 yako tufanye kazi.
Jamaa wasn't satisfied, akasema niachane na yeye atafta kwingine but juu ashatulink, madam akasema nipeleke mawe.
By 5am lorry mbili zilikuwa site na sasa huyu mzee foreman amekataa na pesa yangu ya juu buana.
Amekata 5 bob from my side juu ni yeye alitumiwa pesa.
Sjui nichome deal kwa client who's in Diaspora ama nikule L yangu as ae move.
“I tell a bitch don’t sweat me
I kill this whole fuckin’ beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)”
Can’t hear this beat and not think of Kendrick’s Black Friday verse 🔥
My masculinity doesn’t allow a woman to question how I handle my finances. I feel offended, just go look for something else to do, because there’s no answer you’ll get.