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ATL📍__________ excuse the errors
"LOTTO !LOTTO !LOTTO !" The crowd screamed as he came out on the stage jumping and rapping so well,some of the crowd sung along to his knowned song "the come up"
"And don't play me like a dummy cuz my glock can get real stupid!!!" He and the crowd sung ,girls throwing their selves at him and niggas admiring
"BOW BOW BOW" shots went off in the club going towards the stage hitting the dj
People screaming ,running, jumping over others ,pushing all. While music still playing.
Lotto goes backstage to get his guys ready and out , but he notices blood and a body
Laid out on the stage he goes to the body , he notices its his producer/beat maker
" AYE DEE GET OV-ER HERE IT FONTS" _________________________________ 𝟸 𝙼𝙾𝙽𝚃𝙷𝚂 𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙴𝚁....... After the night at the club Lotto as been slacking on his music, him and his guys been trying to find a new beatmaker
they feel nobody was better for them than fonts but he's dead now
After the death Lotto took it well but thats because he felt they didnt have a bond foreal outside of music and he promised
That would'nt happen again with his next , after he seen fonts family at his funeral, he couldnt do nothing but blame hiself.
Shaking him out of his thoughts there was a knock at the door
"hurry up open this door orangnatang!!" Karter says from the door
"Yooo" Lotto says to Dee,Mike ,Karter and this unknowed body at the door
"Who this" he pointed to the freakishly quiet boy at the door
"He's yo new beatmakerrrr" Karter said happy like always "yall aint take this up with be first" Lotta confused on why they brought this werid lookin nigga in here
"I promise you yo he's good" dee said putting his hand on the quiet boy's shoulder , the boy moving away awkwardly
"Come sit" Lotto said walking to the couch with the guys
The boy shaking his head no "my bad he's a little shy" Karter said looking at Lottos face
"umm anyway" Dee started "He gonna be yo new beatmaker his name is Artist and he's dope, he just carrys around his lil machine and makes dope ass beat"
"Won't even cause you trouble" Mike said chewing on a straw
"Yall just bring randoms into my shit" lotto said to the three dummies in his living room
He heard a mumble come from the unknowned person as they walked out
I'm guessing he's leaving, was I a dick Lotto thought to himself before getting up and going after him
"Aye wait up" he yelled so the boy could hear him
"Look I'm sorry if I offended you" lotto said looking at the boy that was looking down playing with his fingers
Lotto likes eye contact so he lifts the boys head up making him look into his eyes
"You hear me, I said sorry" lotto repeats hiself waiting for a reply
They stood there for what felt like forever looking into each others eyes before the boy broke contact and walked away
Not wating to run him off before they started in the studio he left him be
Weird one Lotto said in his head ____________________________ Umm I could have added more but I didn't want it to be confusing to I started off slow
