[READ] The Autobiography of Gucci Mane [EBOOK EPUB KIDLE]

gone and even Keyshia had her limits. A few days earlier Iâ€d snapped on her and sheâ€d hung up the
phone. Sheâ€d had enough. A paranoid mess, I went and checked the CCTV monitor for any activity
outside. None. The parking lot was empty. The gate was secure. If that brought me any peace of mind, it
disappeared as soon as I looked away from the screen, down at my feet. The ankle monitor. I was a sitting
duck. Everyone knew I was here. And they knew I couldnâ€t leave. That wasnâ€t entirely true. I
wasnâ€t supposed to leave. But I had, the day before, when Iâ€d gone to my lawyer Drewâ€s office
and the police got called. They found a loaded .45 next to my belongings. They let me go but took the strap
with them to get fingerprinted and turned in to evidence. I knew my days were numbered. Iâ€d violated
my house arrest and had a run-in with the law while doing so. Fuck it. If I was going back to jail anyway, I
might as well go find these niggas Iâ€d been having problems with. These were my old partners, but
things had soured and theyâ€d been sending threats my way. I didnâ€t want to wait until I got out of jail
to see if these niggas were about a