Made Something Outta Nothing (Part 2: The Beginning Came up from nothing)

Part 3.

I Really Struggled before the shine.

Chilling at the citgo with Deuce, Aaron, Dj, and others. The clique done grew somewhat small but we still a big issue. We most wanted and targeted by police and other drug gangs in Memphis, from
North to the south, east and west. After blac got killed operation got wiped out a lot of trap houses was getting raided in which mean a lot of money was getting took and work was getting gone, niggas was getting Locked up too. With that happening the gang was getting vulnerable as fuck. Some of them would hit out with different folks every night to a keep low profile or just head outta town. Like Atlanta or New Orleans. Just away from Memphis period.

"So what we gone do? This a new spot and shit. I guess new spot. New operations." Aaron nodded as others agreed.

"That nigga we use to do business with that was a damn informant.  That loft still there. I wanna check it out. That nigga might've been the police but some of his niggas was turning on him as well. I wanna rob that shit. I bet money it's work in that bitch. We can be back on." Dj said lighten up his blunt.

I was kind of worried about the situation but at the same time you got to take risk.

"Shit last time we was there it was a big ass shootout. We definitely going there strapped the fuck up this time" Aaron said.

"You down for this shit or what Dolla?" Dj asked.

I sat back and thought about it. Like what would blac do? "Yeah I'm down. We gotta do this shit the right way though. I don't wanna run in that bitch off rip. Let's scope the place out."

"Shit let's go right now while it's daylight then later on we can slide and see wassup as well. Sound like a plan?" Deuce suggested. We all agreed. It made more sense and it was much more safe.
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Sitting across the street from the loft. We could see exotic cars line up but not much was going on. Honestly I really wanted to walk up in that bitch. Cause we really not gone find out shit in here.

"Deuce I love you my nigga and this idea sound like the shit back at the store but bruh ain't shit going down. I'm about to walk in this hoe." I said growing impatient.

"Nigga you dead ass?" He asked. Looking shocked as fuck.

"Yeah I'm dead ass. Fuck this." I opened the car door only to be pulled back in by Dj.

"Wait peep that car in the alley way? Something going down." Dj said.

As we looked it seemed like a drug deal going down or work being dropped I don't know but when we seen duffle bags being handed to some nigga dressed in nothing but designer and hella jewelry.

"He flashy as hell dawg" Aaron said laughing. We all laughed. This nigga must not know he liable to get killed and robbed doing all this flexing.

"Drive off lets come back around 2:00 am" I said. Aaron started the car up and drove off.

Fuck that this a lick. Let's go head and test this shit out better now than later.