Ballers from Street Hustlers to King Pin

By Desemer L Robinson Jr

I spent twenty years of my life in the game. I made a lot of money, had more cars than one man could ever dream of having, and went to all the parties. Man, those were the good ol days. Now all thats left are the stories I have to tell.

Dont get me wrong, I still have lots of money, but as I sit here now at the age of forty-eight, I wonder if God understands the things Ive done. I wonder what hell say to me when I meet him face to face and try to explain it all. There are many other stories like mine, but my story has a twist to what I had done and why Ive done it.

I went from rags to kingpin with the help from some good friends. The reason I am telling you my story is so you can get a feel of what my life has been like. And why I had to start a new one.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Nov 21, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524642136

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© 2016 Desemer L Robinson Jr. All rights reserved.

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Published by AuthorHouse 10/11/2016

ISBN: 978-1-5246-4214-3 (sc)

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ISBN: 978-1-5246-4213-6 (e)

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I n life we all do shit that we are happy with and some we are not. But in the end you have to deal with it all. So as I sit here looking into the sky thinking back on my life I ask myself.

Was it worth it?

Would I do it all again?

I spent twenty years of my life in the game. I made a lot of money, had more cars then one man could ever dream of having, and went to all the parties. Man, those were the good ol’ days. Now all that’s left are the stories I have to tell.

Don’t get me wrong, I still have lots of money but as I sit here now at the age of 48 I wonder if God understands the things I’ve done. I wonder what He’ll say to me when I meet him face to face and try to explain it all. There are many other stories like mine, but my story has a twist to what I had done and why I’ve done it.

I went from rags to kingpin with the help from some good friends. The reason I am telling you my story is so you can get a feel of what my life has been like. And why I had to start a new one.

Now I will use a lot of names in this book. If your name is one that I use I am sorry. I am not talking about you. And so you know I will be calling myself Hev and yes that’s still is my street name. Also I have to let my mother know that I love and respect her for all that she has done for me. I know that it had to be hard doing it all by herself. So thank you for putting me out I know that it had to be hard, but it was the right thing to do. You had other kids you had to take care of and you didn’t need no one else with this life-style.

As I sit here I don’t know where to begin. Let me start with my father he left around the time I was born and in my lifetime I only seen him twice. Now I don’t know if that was a good or bad thing. What I do know is that more then 60% of us in the game comes from single family homes. So if you are a true man take care of you kids. He just left my mom with me and my brothers and sisters.

So with out him my mom didnt have a lot of money so times was hard and as I got older they got harder.

So when I turned the age of 15, like a lot of the kids I know, I had to get a job to help out with the bills. So I did what anyone my age would do I got a job at this hamburger place, but with school and all the bills I was paying I needed to find something that would pay me more money, and fast.

Not before long all I ran into a man that would take care of my money problems. This person I will call Jake. Jake was a big white guy 6´4˝ 285 lbs to be exact. The reason why I am telling you this is so you can get a feel for who he was. Some people said that he could have went pro but he didn’t think so and he was also the one who introduced me to the game. Before we get to far in the book let me explain the game because I know some of you wont know what the hell I am talking about. The game is nothing but a code word for being a drug dealer. For me, I never considered myself as a drug dealer, although I was, but I never consumed any narcotics. That’s what separates me and my team from all the others who bought and sold narcotics. Most of them was in it to get high we were in it to get PAID.

Now I need you to understand one thing. I think it is important that no one should get wrapped up in this shit. This is not the way to go. I know that having that burger job might not look good at the time, but trust me it is. So stick with it and you will be alright.

Now back to me. I knew I had to make money for my mom, and it didn’t take long for me to know who to turn to, that person was Jake.

Jake was the big man on campus, so to speak. He had money, had cars and girls. He gave me the life I have now by letting me come work for him. He also understood that a fifteen year old kid was great for his crew and he put me to work right away. Now I really didn’t do too much buying or selling at that time because I was new and I had to work my way up. But it only took me two years before I learned the ins and outs of his operation.

In the game there are lookouts, runners, and dealers. You see Jake had a lot of real astate that he ran. About fifty blocks, so he needed all of those people working for him. Now with that much real astate you would think that he would be worried about the cops. He wasn’t. Because he knew the only thing they could do was lock him up. And being locked up don’t put you out of business sometimes it makes you more money. No he was more worried about the other dealers because they took life. You see to a dealer the more real astate you have, the more money you make.

So it was kill or be killed and in this game to stay alive you kill.

Because of my age I started out as a lookout so the only thing I had to do was to stand on the corner of the block and yell five-o whenever the cops would enter the block the runners were working on. This is not an ordinary nine to five job, more like a twenty-four hours a day seven days a week. It’s a business – and a lifestyle.

You have to keep your eyes open as a lookout not only for the cops but also for other dealers because they are always looking to take someone out. That’s how you move up, in this game you kill the person with the most and take over his real astate. And if his crew put up a fight then you get rid of them too. So in order for Jake to stay on top he had a lot of people in his crew.

There were fourteen other people working for Jake as well. He had ten runners, two lookouts, and two other men but at that time I didn’t know what they did. One was James who he sometimes called little guy because he was smaller then both of them. He was 5´11˝ 185 lbs and the other was Brent who was 6´3˝ 225 lbs. They were white as well and sometimes you would think that they were made men but I never found that out. It took me sometime but I found out the way things worked. James was really nothing but the driver for Jake and Brent was his right hand man. You would always find Brent alongside Jake. Brent took care