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

Part 4

Moneybag Myers

Pulling up back at the loft it was now 2:30 AM not much going on the outside but we can still see people coming in and out the building. They wasn't leaving empty handed either.

"Bruh correct me if I'm wrong but are these niggas selling work out the loft?" Aaron said.

"It look like they is bro foreal" Dj added.

"Shit they might be. If they is, they some dumb motherfuckers. It's time to mess up everything they dumb ass doing wrong." I said gripping my 45.

"Ay bruh tell me about this Najee nigga." I asked Deuce.

"He was under investigation at least that's what he told Nuk and Blac. Blac was still iffy about it. But bruh never got his hands dirty. He always had niggas do dirty work for him. But anyway this nigga set us up whole shoot out with this Mexican gang. They was gone kill us all this other shit. He took the work and tried to dip off."

"But he ain't have nothing to do with blac getting killed?" I asked.

"Hell nah. The nigga who killed blac got killed by a girl who use to fuck with blac. Shit is all fucked up." He said shaking his head.

"Aight bros it's time." Aaron said loaded up his gun and getting out the car.

We parked right across the street where we were before. Nobody was really out here and honestly we wouldn't give a fuck if anybody was.

"Aight man y'all niggas remember where everything was." I asked Dj.

"To be honest bro. This shit could be changed around. It's a whole new operation. Gotta realize that nigga Najee dead bro. His crew took over without nigga."

"Bet." I nodded.

Walking into the building we decided to split into two groups. Aaron and I decided to scope on the lower level. Cause I don't know my way around this big ass loft and he don't either. Dj and Deuce went upstairs.
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"Bruh who is that?" Deuce asked me.

I tried to peep to get a good look and realized. This nigga got kids in here.

"Bruh they got kids in that room." I motioned him to take a look and shrugged it off.

"Man fuck that we made it all the way here. Let's air this shit out."

He rushed in the room. "Ay I want y'all kids to shut the fuck up. Don't make any moves. Don't scream. Don't do anything stupid. If you do.... I will kill every last one of you."

I was in shock. Cause I ain't never seen this nigga be big bold like this. Well at least to some fucking kids. I ain't bout to kill no damn kids.

"Aight bruh. Where yo daddy or whoever the fuck that live here." I asked sitting on the bed with them.

"My daddy is in the room with my mommy." The little girl stated.

"Take us to the room." Deuce said.

We followed the two little girls to the room as they lead the way giving directions.

The little girl knocked on the door. "Mommy can I come in. I can't sleep"

"Sure baby." The mother answered in a very tiring voice.

As the little girl turned the knob slowly. Gunshots started to rang out downstairs. "What the fuck are they doing?" I asked.

Turning around the door was wide opened. With a paranoid father and a crying , screaming mother.

"Fuck this bitch bruh." Deuce said shooting her in the head.

"Go put some clothes on nigga and grab a duffle bag. We don't got all day." I said. Making sure my gun was at a steady aim ready to go off if he made a wrong move.

"Look man. Ain't nothing here." He cried as he put clothes on."

"Nigga shut the fuck up. We just seen multiple people leave in and out the building. NOW LETS FUCKING GO!!!!!!"

Rushing him out the room. I decided to leave the little girls there with they momma. Shit why not? They daddy about to die anyway.

He lead us to the safe room. Where all the drugs was.
While we watched him stack all the work up my phone started going off.

I answered.
"Man what we got the work wassup? Y'all holding shit down."

"Aaron is shot and It's about to be police coming here soon we need to fucking go like now." Dolla said ending the call.

"Thank you." I told the guy. Letting off 3 shots to his chest.

"Why you kill em? We got more stuff to get." Deuce said. Looking disappointed.

"Nigga the cops on the way and Aaron shot. Grab the duffle bag and let's go."