If time was all we had, why it run out on me and Jewels? I know I'm young, but I really thought we could start something together. I knew I could learn some shit from her.
One thing about me though, I get over shit quick. I had a empire to build. I had a family I told to kick back and relax.
I had the streets to tend to.
Speaking of streets. Them bitches was hot!
Not just round my way, but all over the Lene.
5 dead bodies outside a house that had another body in it. I wondered if Jewels had anything to do with that, but there wasn't no way she could have done anything like that.
Weird how she had to leave town and said she could never come back.
The truck Ant left those bodies in still parked over on the north side behind a allsups. It would be a matter of time before the laws found them.
With everything going on I missed my first deadline with TDot. I even forgot about the phone he gave me to answer.
"It's been three days lil nigga"
"Look, I had some other shit going on and you gone have to watch how you handle me"
"I'll handle you however I see fit when you owe me boy. I almost pulled up on you"
"Naw you see Dot. Yeah I know who you are. You think cause a nigga owe you some change you can talk to me any type of way. And I told you wasn't no more pulling up over here and I'm standing on that"
Niggas had to watch they mouth when it came to me or I spazz.
"You know where I'm at nigga. I need that pronto, right na type shit"
"Most money hungry niggas do"
I said, before clicking on his ass.
I had to analyze a few things. This nigga could have went and got any nigga walking the block, but he came and got me. The only thing I could think of is this nigga not getting it how we think.
Or, his ass not really the plug.
He needed the same flow Tron gave him. But this Gianni flow na.
"Better pay that man"
Gino said.
We had just left the mall and was sitting at a red light. He was messing with his new phone I bought him. And ear hustling a little too hard.
"You nosey how you even hear any of that?"
"Fool I'm right next to you and plus I think I got super powers or something. I can smell good hear good I think real fast I run fast I'm smarter than the whole school and Mrs. Jones says she gone recommend I skip 7th and go to 8th grade"
"Yea she called momma the other day. She also said you been in there acting up"
One thing about Gino, he smart. Smarter than I was at 11 and lately he's been cutting up because of his new lifestyle. Like I told him nothing changes you still do what the fuck you supposed to do and let me worry about everything else.
So far he's kept his promise.
"Na this one kid gone say my shoes were fake. So the next day I took the receipt to class and slammed it on his desk"
"Look, don't do that. That's just drawing attention to yourself. You already get enough of that. Just go to school and learn or im gone buy you some shaqs"
I said laughing.
"I swear I would not go to school. Just wait until they see this though, nobody in my grade has a iPhone"
I pulled into a 7-11. Bringing the Trackhawk to a stop.
"Gino im gone say this one time and one time only. Do not be in class showing off that phone, because I will take it and yo ass gone start walking home in them 300 dollar ass shoes you had me buy. Feel me?"
"I'm sorry Gianni it's just a lot of stuff has changed since you been home. And my friends hear things"
The streets talk. That go for kids too.
"Oh yeah. And what are these kids saying to you"
"That you sell drugs and like I told them na you just came home and your friend gave you this car. Then they asked how come I'm dressing different, but I've always dressed good"
Gino has never failed a drip check. Even before I got that little cash from the stash house, Momma kept Gino dougie.
"Well, you tell them when a door close a hundred open"
Gino smiled at me.
"I like that"
~Ant
Paula's was my last stop for today. I had went around to all the small businesses Top was taking money from. If I was gone get the north side back in check this was the start.
It was a cold afternoon in Texas.
Perfect weather for me to pull out the Gucci North Face. A fresh white t and my Timbs. I enjoyed the cold weather because that's when I put that shit on foreal.
Today was perfect because Paula's was slow. There were maybe 4 people there eating.
I grab the bag of cash and I head in.
As soon as Paula see me she panic.
"Naw Miss Paula im not here for that. I was hoping we could talk"
"What do we have to talk about"
"Not here. You have a office or a place we can go?"
I wasn't about to talk in front of folks.
She led me to her office and told her niece, who was counting the drawer to leave.
"Naw she can stay I won't be long"
I put the bag of cash on the desk.
"I don't know how much Top was taking from you, but that's 100k. I've already gone around to the other business and gave them some chop too. Ain't nobody gone bother y'all no more"
Miss Paula looked furious.
"We don't want that drug money. I appreciate what you're doing, but I can't take that"
"Aunt Paula, we need that money. We're behind on everything. We can't last untill the weekends anymore"
"I don't care Milla. I won't have it"
Miss Paula stormed out her office leaving me and Milla alone.
"I'm sorry about her. She don't know how the streets work"
"It's all good. I know my uncle was doing y'all dirty so I just tried to come make a mends. I'll raise up tho"
I said, grabbing the bag.
From what I knew Milla was Tops girl.
Any time she would come over, Top would get drunk, talk shit and have her hit his licks for him. They never had sex they never went out. I wasn't sure what they relationship was all about and I didn't want to get tied up in it.
"Tops dead isn't he?"
I didn't say shit.
"And you killed him"
Silence….
That must have been why Miss Paula was acting like that. I was never allowed to come here when Top came to collect so she had never seen my face.
"He had to go. It's code of the streets. You said she don't know how they work, but you do. I need someone who already know the system"
"Top had me running his drugs for him and I guess that made him feel like I was his. When I didn't accept his advances he started to take from my aunt and made me work the blocks. Said if I didn't he would do something to us"
"So you know all Tops buyers?"
I asked.
Maybe Milla could be utilized better.
"I still have Tops phone"
~Mercedes
Lord knows I been avoiding this nail shop for some months. I just hate to sit around a bunch of gossiping ass hoes with nothing better to do.
Porches nail Bar had been open maybe 2 years and was doing great. The only thing wrong was the bitches.
Just like most business owners though, Porche ass was never here.
She was in Philly opening another shop and left this messy ass chick Tierra in charge untill she get back.
Ling Ming nem be on point, but I didn't like how I couldn't understand them and they giggle too much for me. I been done whooped lil ling ling ass.
I walk in and each nail tech has someone and there's bitches waiting. I take a seat and not long after a nail tech I've never seen before walks up.
"I can take any of y'all I'm free"
She said.
All the women just stared at her. Until one girl gone say.
"I'm good. I'm waiting for chelle"
The others acted like they didn't hear her.
I gave her a look over.
She was dressed up nice, shoes were in season and her hair was on point.
What stood out to me was the smile she kept on during all that.
"Can you squeeze me in?"
I asked.
Most of the women looked back at me.
"Oh damn Mercedes I didn't recognize you. You been MIA"
Bitches be irky.
"Gotta let other bitches get they shine on too"
I said.
I was really referring to lil momma who was about to do my nails. I don't fuck with them hoes like that. They feel cause they know me from the shop they know me foreal.
I'd never hang out wit this bitches. I don't want you hoes numbers, none of that.
Once we got to her station she offered me a seat. It was neat and clean. Everything was up to date and the faint smell of bud made me more comfortable with her.
"You're new?"
"Yes ma'am I'm Porche cousin"
"Oh ok it makes sense. Should have known by the eyes"
"Or the lack of customers. It's like these bitches know I'm her family so they feel I'm up one, but I'm not hell I had to put in the work like them. Porche didn't just give me a job"
I could feel where she was coming from. A bitch will hate on you because you walk cuter than her. Or you taller, hell fatter.
"One thing about this place is these hoes gone talk and hate. Let 'em talk and watch them hate from they weak ass booth set up"
That made her smile. She knew what it was and what I meant.
She knocked me out in under 2 hours. Did them exactly how I wanted them and was very professional about it.
I thanked her then paid her what I felt she deserved.
"Oh no Miss Mercedes this way too much"
"What's wrong? You don't feel like your work is worth 2 stacks"
"I mean yes now I do. I've never gotten this much for one session"
"Well I'll tell you what. Keep my shit poppin like this and that'll be your rate with me"
I left her stunned as I got my things and walked out the salon. The looks on them bitches faces was everything.
I was at my car when the girl who did my nails yelled for me.
"Umm ok I might be messy for this but earlier I heard two women talking and one of them said your name, Mercedes"
She got my attention now.
"I mean it's obvious it's you"
She added.
"Ok and what did they have to say"
"Well it wasn't a long conversation something about some guy name stick and your son Gianni"
"Gianni is my son yea, but what about Stick?"
"Well one of the women said Gianni should watch his back and that stick was out for blood"
I smiled and told her she did good and that I'd be back.
Why would Stick and Gianni be into it?
~Reggie
I had never seen 20k in cash. I had never been able to say I had 20k in cash. I've just been sitting here looking at it for the last week.
Gianni let me stay in Trons secondary house with Ant and I haven't been out my room ever since.
Gianni came thru on his end. Now I had to come thru on mine and find my identity.
All I knew how to do was kill.
I don't know how to spend money, I don't know how to love, I don't know how to cook, I don't know how do shit but take a life.
Money was cool and all, but that shit didn't mean nothing to me cause I never had none. When Gianni gave me the keys to the house and that bread I set it down and that's where it's been.
Now I'm in this big ass house. I got my own room and this bitch feel like a living room. I didn't even have to buy a bedroom set. Tron already had one here.
Tron had every room laid.
Ant never here and I honestly don't think he want to be here. That was cool wit me though cause I didn't like his ass no way.
I don't like people anyway so it's not his fault.
What do you do when you a single black man with a huge house and a lot of cash? Well I wouldn't know.
What I do know is, this the 3rd time I've seen this same black van spin the block. G cleared out the spot. Got rid of them niggas Stick had wit em the money and merch.
So there was no reason for them to be looking for a play over here.
They after something next door.
I always see a middle aged white man outside and he always pulling up in a different whip.
Today it was a Lamborghini.
I loved cars just as much as I did killing. That's when I thought about what my identity would be.
Ima be known ass the nigga wit the all black whips and the all black hoody ready to make a nigga see all black.
The 4th spin around is what got my attention foreal. They want something in that house and I want that shit too.
~Doe
"Hey Doe, man I thought I asked you not to call me and that I'd call you when I felt like the heat-
"Nigga I don't give a fuck about no heat. I paid you 50k now I need the power surger for this gun, you had plenty of time"
"I understand what you don't give a fuck about, but you don't have 2 kids or stolen mark up designs from a very dangerous tech company so how about you give me a fucking break"
"Well nigga them yo problems ain't it. My problem is my gun losing power after you said I'd have my battery last week. I got shit to do and people to kill"
"And people who want to kill you apparently, have you watched the news?Someone is going to connect the dots sooner or later and then what? You'll kill them too?"
"Man you sound like a bitch. The only reason I didn't run up in to shit is cause you got my blood running thru you. You smart ain't you? You tryna get rich ain't you?"
"Yea man. You keep saying that"
"Alright then open the garage nigga I'll be there in 15 minutes"
Assassins, technology, love, hate, street shit, future and past. Niggas was so lost to this shit.
Not me.
I was so done wit these streets.
Them niggas back home still on that same shit. The real money was in this tech shit. Prototype weapons and shit niggas only imagined and saw in movies.
I had first dibs on that shit.
My cousin smart ass basically a genius.
He was able to hack a company named Lo-tech, security system and swipe 3 different prototype designs.
He told me cause he knew we had the cake. In the midst of me making this deal this bitch ass nigga Gianni came home and fucked up my plans wit my bitch.
I swear everything was going smooth. She started acting real stiff and shit. One night that hoe left a old phone out and i seen where she was talking to this hoe about leaving me for this nigga.
Boy I bout lost it because the bitch went and got an abortion and didn't tell me. Then gone have the nerve to go see the nigga.
I set the play in motion. Link with Tron get him to send Gianni on the lick wit me. Spark him, make it seem like the Certas did it, kill Bre since the bitch wanna play wit me, then go bout my business.
Tron was a liability. That nigga just was too smart for his own good and plus Dot didn't want to admit it, but Tron was slowly taking the lene over.
So I did us both a favor. Took his protégé out. Took a major player in the game out. I know Gianni ain't making no type of moves, he didn't even want to hop on that lick.
None of that mattered anyway. I'm on some other shit.
"Damn nerd ass boy I said 15 minutes"
"Nigga 30 minutes ago"
"Ok damn"
Cuzzos garage was really his play room. This nigga had all kinds of shit.
"Here nigga shit waking me up out my sleep"
He said giving me my power surge.
"Shut up pussy, what the hell is that?
"Don't worry about it Nigga yo half retarded ass barely know how to use the Sweeper but you want that, gone cut ya whole body in half. Plus you can't afford that, I want 300k.
For 300 I better be able to take out a whole block of niggas.
"I still wanna know what it is nigga"
Cuz grabbed what looked like a broken handle to a machete or knife. It kind of remainded me of Blades knife.
"It's not done, it's basically a lightsaber, but 100x more dangerous. Well that's what my calculations say"
That's what the calculations say
"Nigga you a nerd foreal, a damn lightsaber and for 300 huh"
"Yeah once I get these algorithms to align and I can produce that same energy. Maybe even make the energy functional. You see by calibrating the-
"Nigga I do not give a fuck about that. how long untill i can come get it?"
"Of course you don't just like you didn't care to shorten the range on the sweeper. You know someone is gonna find out what we're doing, you have to stop killing people. This shit is real deal man. You'll go away for life"
"So what you saying nigga. You want out?"
I went in my waist band and pulled the Sweeper out. He knew I had it cause he tensed up. He couldn't see it, but he knew what was up.
"Na. Naw. Doe I'm just saying-
"Saying what nigga. You got yo money and you worried about what the fuck I'm doing. I told you what to do, as long as you don't make no more of this shit, nigga you good"
Since I had the gun in my hand I went ahead and threw the power surger into its hatch and pulled the safety back, revealing the all black pistol.
I got back in the car and told bro let's go.
"Where to next Doe?"
Back to the lene town
~Reggie
I kill all the lights in the house. And run to the back window. The kitchen was huge so it felt like forever before I made it. By time I got there them niggas was already jumping dude fence.
"Fuck"
I had to move quicker than I wanted to.
I made it to dudes fence and thought to jump it too, untill I undid the latch like a normal person.
They somehow got in without triggering an alarm, so the back door was left wide open. These niggas was stupid as hell.
I also had to be careful because I didn't know what these niggas had on em.
Once I was inside I listened for foot steps. That's how you sneak up on a nigga. Got to know where they at
I made my way thru the small awning and twords a set of stairs.
Right before the stairs was a bathroom. The light was on and I saw movement. Like I said find the feet find the heat.
I stood against the wall right beside the door, andwaited for whoever was coming out.
"Scream and the only people that will hear you are you dead souls attatched to this gun. Am I clear"
He nodded yes.
With the barrel still at the back of his head I pull him in the bathroom with me.
"Turn the light on"
He had his hands up.
He was masked up and had a rifle across his chest, a pistol on his hip along with a blade. Had to be military or a nigga playing Rambo.
"Do you wanna die?"
I asked the man.
"Look. I'm just here to get some bread the nigga-
"Turn the light off"
"Wait. Huh"
"The light nigga turn it off"
The room went dark.
My hand went for the blade.
His blood went on the mirror as I slit his throat from ear to ear.
I left him to find his way into hell alone.
1 dead in the bathroom. Slit em.
Half way up the stairs.
"Tell me where it is Cade"
"If I tell you, you just gone kill me anyway"
"If you don't tell me I send my man's to your daughters apartment on Sayles blvd. Or your ex wife house and your son out in Dallas. Stop playing with me Cade"
They'd be a while.
I let the two men have at it while I followed steps into a room off in the corner.
A crazy place to be arguing with yo girl.
"Damn bitch you always riding me. I told you this the last -
Talk to yo hoe from hell nigga
The blade went thru the back of his neck like a knife thru butter.
Smoothly.
You could still hear his bitch yelling. Don't you know you can't talk to the dead.
1 dead In the closet. Stuck em.
No more foot steps, only yelling.
Still.
The door was open and thru the mirror on dudes dresser you could see a man standing over him.
He had the strap to his nose.
"One more time Cade before I blow yo shit back, where the fuck is the ledger"
Cade didn't budge. He was willing to die for that ledger.
I couldn't wait anymore.
I walk in casually like I came in wit them.
"Good, Give me a hand with him I need to tie his ass up before-
He thought I was one if his boys.
He still had the gun pointed at the man and I went right thru his wrist.
His hand still had the gun in it when it hit the floor.
Before he could scream I was on his ass.
I flipped the blade like I've been here before and brought it down at a angle, slicing thru his mouth then up thru his nose like a nigga ninja.
He wouldn't be smelling shit
His body hit the floor knees first and he was grabbing where his nose was supposed to be and trying to hold his jaw in place, before he fell over.
"That was Russel Compton one of the most lethal men I've know. And you just took him out like he was nothing"
"Russel definitely wasn't lethal. Loud yes lethal no"
"The others. You killed them too?"
"Maybe, maybe not. Answer this though, why aren't you dead? If that nigga as lethal as you say, why keep you alive?"
At first I just came for a simple set of keys.
Now i wanted to know what the fuck Cade got going on.
Looks fun.
"Who are you?
"Naw, you first. Who are these fools and why they run up in here like that?"
Cade looked around like he was expecting something.
"He's never alone there's two oth-
"Both dead. Now answer my question.
Why are you willing to die for his ledger or whatever"
"It's not a ledger, It's a book only a few know exist,but I scooped it up on a mission in Africa's black market district"
"All this for a book"
"Not just any book. It's said only a pure bred Shadowling can read it's pages. The book won't even open. It hasn't opened in over 200 years"
Boy what?
The fuck was a Shadowling? A book that ain't ain't been opened in 200 years?
I turn on my heels and begin to walk out.
"Wait. They're going to send more,you gotta help me. They'll kill me. You have skills,tell me what you want. Money I got money, whores I got whores man, just don't let them kill me"
How much did he love that Lamborghini
~Mercedes
The shower was hot so the steam had the whole bathroom covered in a misty fog. Getting in was easy.
They never locked they door
Once In I put my gun away. They wasn't in the living room and I heard the shower running. I wasted no time as I made my way into the room.
Sticks bitch was sleep in they bed. The smell of sex and weed filled my nose and I made my move.
She was easy.
She was sleep, but I still knocked her out with chlorophyll. I picked that trick up when me and my girls used to rob them street niggas back in the day.
I knew where Sticks bitch lived cause I came and served them a few days before Gianni touched down.
It makes sense now.
This nigga must have been feeling some type of way about him. What did my son do? I know he a playa made ass nigga, but he didn't make enemies.
Did he?
I waited for her chest to slow before slitting both her wrists.
She about to sleep good
"Damn you ready for this dick again girl?"
Stick said, as I crept in the bathroom.
At a time, I might have gave him some just because he had a little change to em, but once you go for my sons, I dead any and everything we had.
This fool must let the soap float to the drain because it was water in the tub. I wanted to do him how I did his bitch, but I would have had to wrestle with this nigga and at that point I might as well shoot 'em.
I wanted this to be quite.
Lets see how quiet he be when I toss this blow dryer in there with him.
I have never electrocuted anyone before. The white foam oozing from his mouth and his eyes bulging made me gag. The smell of burnt rubber envaded the bathroom and the smoke made it hard to see.
I made sure to throw the razor blade on the bed before making my exit.
That was definitely a murder suicide
~Ant
This bitch must want to be in the game. Why else would she keep on selling for Top? Why would she still have his phone? If anything get rid of it.
"For what?"
I asked
She kind of looked at me like I needed to mind my business.
"Alright then I'll be in the car"
I grabbed the bag of cash and walked out. She wasn't trying to give up the phone so I'm gone test her ass.
If she knew better she'd bring her ass out so we can get to this cake. I still had the product and her ass had the buyers.
"That's what I thought"
She was coming out the front of Paula's.
Paula yelling at her as she was walking off.
She hopped in and you could see Paula in the doorway with her arms crossed.
"The fuck was that about?
"No longer my concern. I'm tired of the bare minimum. When Top would let me sale for him I was able to make something for myself. When you killed him and wasnt no product, I couldn't maintaine wit that bullshit check my aunt gives me"
"Once you in, you in. You got the phone I got the work. They know yo face they don't need to see me. You feel where I'm going?"
"So we like partners now"
"Something like that"
"Yeah we partners fool, you need this phone and I need more money"
"Yea, but I don't really need you. You need me, unless you got another plug and by the looks of it you dont got shit.
So this how it's gone go…..
~Gianni
I was parked right outside the apartments. T-Dot had this bitch on lock and pivot at the same time.
One way in and out.
I wasn't going in though.
"Say blood you gotta either come in or get the fuck from round here"
Dots gate henchmen came up to the Jeep wit his white p90.
"Naw tell Dot, G outside. He expecting me"
I was strapped and wasn't taking no chances. If I stayed out here I could be ready for whatever.
"You came in here wit Bre the last time?"
This nigga friendly.
"She yo bitch or what?"
I laughed.
"Naw man that's just the homie. Why you tryna shoot ya shot"
He was looking at the jeep. The way he was looking made me clutch even harder.
You know them niggas get that look.
"Naw Doe my cousin and I'm just tryna see what that hoe had going. Ain't nobody seen em then she pop up wit you in that nigga whip"
Damn Bre had me out there off pivot like that? She told me she got it after her pops left her some money.
"Word? I didn't know that. I just came home man was just tryna make me some cash. She brought me over here for a lil play that's all"
I played it cool. Sometimes my cool was too cool though.
"What play you made over here. Niggas don't come into the jungle and make no money without Dot knowing"
I just shrugged, cause nigga what you gone do?
I needed more soldiers as much as I needed to change the subject.
"How you like working for Dot"
He bagged up off the jeep. He ain't like that shit.
"My bad. Ya know I was just making a evaluation"
"Evaluate what nigga?"
"Look, you not making no cake guarding no fucking gate. You see shit for what they are and that's what a lot of niggas scared to do.
I don't mean nothing by it though"
He pulled his phone out and called Dot.
"Some nigga say you expecting him, but he not tryna come in the gate"
"Bright skin nigga wit good hair"
He looked at me
"Yea"
"I'm on the way"
He got back close to the jeep.
"I'm throwing a party next week. Pull up let's finish that talk"
He stood back and got back on his watch.
And another one.
The gate opened and a Tahoe pulled up next to me.
"Gianni, Gianni. You just insist on making me look bad huh. Late wit the payment, won't answer the phone, you pull up unannounced, Track Hawk and shit"
He said, hoping out the whip.
You know them niggas that think they scaring something when he with his niggas. He really embarrassed and I'm about to make it worse.
"It is nice huh, but look the money in the back seat"
I kept it short.I don't explain myself.
Dot just stood there. So I asked lil homie to grab it for him.
"Nigga I pay you. You move when I say move"
Dot told his little cousin.
He had to be 16 or 17. I didn't like how he flinched when Dot walked up on him.
I was making him look weak and he knew it.
He looked back at his niggas and told one of them to grab it. Once dude grabbed the money, he then told the young dude to grab the bag out the Tahoe.
"Naw lil homie you good"
He stopped and looked at Dot like what the fuck going on.
"I got some shit to do so ima be on ice for a few days maybe a week"
"Doing what nigga?"
I just laughed at his ass.
"You got ya money bro. I said I was on ice playa"
I rolled the window up on his confused looking ass.
Dot was the plug, that didn't mean he was gangsta.
I got Dot out my ear for a few days atleast. I knew I was gone have to eventually reach back out to him, unless I found another plug.
That would be doing too much. He was right here In the lene and if I was to branch out there's not telling what type of enemy he would become.
I needed to keep shit cool because Dot was the way to Doe. And Doe was number 1 on my list of bitch ass niggas head to bust.
That Nigga took my brother from me.
That Nigga got my head twisted about my only friend. I'm naked out here without Tron and Tay.
Ant and Reggie, I'm still building that trust with. My word play only go so far. I gotta show this niggas we can be a winning team and really take over the game.
I had a vision for the streets and these niggas better keep them 3D glasses on.
I was so deep in thought I didn't notice the ringing in my ears until the last minute. It sounded like when you got yours checked in school.
The pictures on the walls started to shift. The tv turned on and off.
My body felt weird like I had to shit or throw up.
In the kitchen the table started to move.
"What the hell"
I thought it was a damn earthquake untill the same two niggas in suits came walking out a damn portal.
I wished I was more surpiresed, but I expected I'd see these niggas again. It was the 3rd dude that I hadn't seen before.
Nick Fury?
His head was bald.
His suit all white with good accents.
His gators white with gold trim.
Once the portal closed one of the niggas in suits said.
"This little nigga?"
Pointing at me.
"That's what the video said"
"Fuck is you niggas talking about?"
That's when the man stepped between them.
You know who killed my son