I told a much longer version of this story in the ratchet relationships thread, but here goes...
I was 17 or 18. My ex and I had been broken up for a while, but we're trying to get back to the amazing friendship we had before we became a couple.
Basically, I talked my cousin into letting this nicca move in with her so his mom wouldn't send him back to The Bahamas. He supposedly turned his life around by getting a job, getting a side job with a local DJ, and becoming a better man in general.
All of a sudden, he starts talking bout us getting back together but something just would not let me do it.
Good this cuz come to find out dude was a liar and a thief. The whole reason his mama was sending him back to the Bahamas was cuz he'd been stealing like crazy and had people showing up to her for looking for him. He didn't really work at a restaurant, but his friend did and he would go get free food everyday to make me think he worked there. My little cousins'clothes and shoes were coming up missing, and come to find out this nicca was stealing them and giving them to the DJ for his kids, pretending he purchased them for the kids.
The day my cousin caught on and put him out, he had his big ass, nearly grown feet squeezed up in my 11 year old cousin's Timbs
He's still a habitual liar. 10 years later, and he still randomly e-mails me with the most ridiculous stories about supposedly being a assassin in the Bahamas,a drug kingpin in Atlanta, and owning a carwash somewhere else