Leaf Life (2024) Movie Script
1
(wind howling)
(light music)
(mysterious music)
See everywhere I come like Pistol Pete
Cut my music like a symphony
Cohort of no sympathy
It's the street life meant for me
See the leaf life meant to be
Murder Incorporated like an entity
And this world ain't shit for free
See this world ain't shit to me
Like Pac got shot
We gonna ride on the enemy
Takes money, cars, cigars, and ecstasy
Break bread so the risk in me
We gonna slide with authenticity
T-Shirt say rest in peace
Leave life with a legacy
Leave life to the death of me
One deep so the rest can flee
I can never let the double team
My flesh is weak
I'm on a whole nother
level 'cause he blesses me
(vocals echoing)
(mysterious music)
[Narrator] It's crazy how sometimes
you gotta find beauty
in dark ass situations.
My mama always told me
the light shines in the darkness
and the darkness is not overcoming.
That's somewhere in the Bible.
But it's nights like this
where the beauty of darkness is covering up
some wicked and ugly shit.
(mysterious hiphop music)
(birds chirping)
Oh, you think you bad now, huh?
Man, don't even listen to him, Black.
He's just messing with you, bro.
Hmm.
That's what you feel, huh?
Nah, son.
Back in my day we did shit different.
I've been to the feds and
back and I'm still that nigga.
Even your mama knows.
[Black] Fuck you!
Hey man, that's enough.
Y'all young motherfuckers weak!
Y'all don't know y'all ass
from a hole in the ground.
Weak? Shut the fuck up.
Oh chill, bro.
Chill.
What the fuck you touching me for, bruh?
Hey smoke check, man. You trippin'.
[Black] Nah.
This shit here's personal.
(punch thuds)
See you done put him to sleep.
Man, smoke check, man.
(birds chirping)
Black, you good?
I will be.
How about them Cowboys though?
(Black laughs)
Hell no.
I thought Dak was your boy.
- Until he do right by me.
- Yeah.
(both laughing)
[Narrator] Yeah, you probably wondering
how we just went from
handling popping the trunk
to laughing and chilling.
Simple, smoke check.
We've been doing this for years.
Man, no matter what's going on,
smoke check gonna get us through it.
For those few moments,
smoking the leaf takes us away from life
and all the fucked up shit it brings,
you know what I'm saying?
- Sorry, man.
- Hey, nah. You cool though.
Man, I hollered at Mike.
What you think about this?
He told me he thinking
about relocating to Lawrence.
What's up with that?
Man, on the cool.
I really think the same thing though.
Got some work coming in next week.
- We can crack this shit up.
- From who?
Angel? The old plug?
Man, you already know.
Shit, how her momma doing though?
Man, she actually been all right.
She asked about you the other day.
You know what I told her?
- Huh?
- Black being Black.
Same, man.
You know life be lifeing, man.
Yeah, life be lifeing,
but you know, just like I know John 3:16,
the way to eternal life.
Now none of this we doing right here, bro.
This straight evil, bro.
There's some wicked stuff right here.
Man, you finished with all this shit?
Man, I'm just saying.
Hmm.
But essentially you just saying,
you're being all spiritual
so I'm gonna go bless him, huh?
Second time this week, word.
Mm.
Man, when Black say he
about to bless somebody
it's all the way different.
It ain't what you think.
(gunshot blasts)
But yous?
I probably just need to show you
how we even got into this shit.
(suspenseful hiphop music)
(woman moans)
What's your name again?
Fuck! (moans)
(suspenseful hiphop music)
Oh fuck!
(solemn music)
(woman moaning)
(door thuds)
- Oh!
- Oh shit!
Yo, Black. Man, I can explain, bro.
Man, that's what the fuck we on, huh?
Yo man, look, I went and made my drops.
Went and made my drops
at the mall, man, look.
And I just got a little sidetracked.
I saw this fine little thing right here.
Say, bro, I called you five times.
Man, you bullshitting me.
You got a schedule,
man. You know that shit.
I get that, Black.
I just... Just what?
Man, you clearly got me fucked up.
I'm a man of action.
- Oh shit, oh shit.
- Yo man, chill. Chill.
You don't wanna do this, bro.
Chill, man, you better than this, Black.
What you make today?
Really? Right now.
I never question you.
What the fuck you make today?
Bro, I made 2000. All right?
I went and made my drops at the mall
and I went by the bakery, okay?
I know I got a little sidetracked
but I still got some
more shit I gotta go do.
Shit, look like you done to me.
Fuck this is?
Some extended lunch break shit?
Hey yo, can I go?
I don't have nothing to do with this.
I, I didn't see shit and I don't know shit.
Nah, baby.
Stay right there.
Matter of fact, come here.
You good?
- Yeah, I'm okay.
- Did I scare you?
Yeah, a little bit.
Hmm. Sorry about that.
Y'all was at the mall, huh?
Yeah, we was at the mall.
[Black] He didn't get you nothing?
Nah, he didn't get me nothing.
Damn.
Could've at least got you
some tacos or something, huh?
Yeah, he could've.
Well look,
I know this is a crazy situation
and you handed yourself like a G.
Go back to the mall,
get yourself something nice.
I fuck with you now.
I got you.
Man, come on, bro.
Really?
Now come take care of daddy.
That's my bitch, man.
Shit.
Man, fuck you, Black.
You gonna get yours, man.
You come make your drops, man.
Call this nigga, Black.
(telephone ringing)
Fuck, man.
(telephone continues ringing)
[Eric] Justice & Justice Law Firm.
This is Eric speaking.
It's Mike, bro.
[Eric] What's the word?
Let me guess.
Man, Black trippin' again.
Smoke check, 6:00 PM.
[Eric] Shit.
Where were you last night?
That shit don't even matter right now.
Just make sure your ass here 6:00 PM.
[Eric] Okay, okay.
I'll follow up with you later.
You know how this goes, Mike.
We're gonna need a
complete and accurate alibi.
This shit gotta be solid.
Where's Black now?
I don't know where Black is
but that shit don't even
fucking matter right now.
Just make sure you here 6:00 PM.
[Eric] All right.
Well, when you find him
I'm gonna need the usual.
(telephone beeps)
Same old shit.
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping)
Good morning.
Good morning.
[Tina] I thought you wasn't
gonna make breakfast today?
You know I miss my routine.
(water splashing)
(dog barking)
(muffled hiphop music)
(dog continues barking)
So like said on the
phone, it's all respect.
Real brotherhood shit over here.
None of that backstabbing
or belligerent shit
like Black got going on.
I ain't teach that nigga that.
Ain't that right, Gotti?
That's a fact.
Man, I hear all that shit, OG.
But you gotta watch that nigga Black, man.
I raised Black since
a young one. (chuckles)
He follows my lead.
Then you wanna know something?
I was thinking the exact same thing.
That nigga Black just like you, bruh,
but times two.
Man, Black don't give a fuck.
I hear you, young buck.
I don't give a fuck either.
And I'm the nigga around this bitch.
Black do as I say.
What about the operation?
So look, man, this is how it's gonna go.
I already ran the shit to Sophia.
I know exactly where the cash at.
We gonna hit the spot,
get the dough and we out that bitch.
[OG] That's what I'm
talking about, young buck.
Let's get that money.
Say less.
(birds chirping)
[Victim] You know there ain't
no coming back from this, right?
(suspenseful music)
Fuck you! You gonna get yours, Black!
Nah.
Fuck you.
(gunshot blasts)
(dramatic music)
(traffic roaring)
(birds chirping)
Yeah, I'll hit you back.
What do we have here?
Homicide looks like.
Black male, mid 50s.
Gunshot wound to the head.
Another one?
Yeah, Detective, I know.
This shit's gonna stop under my watch.
I took an oath to protect and serve.
Detective?
I think I have something.
I'll take it, thank you.
Thank you.
Mother...
(birds chirping)
(solemn hiphop music)
(solemn music continues)
(light R&B music)
So I like it Troy, but
I think at the bridge
we should repeat that part
and maybe we can
modulate it just a little bit.
All right, y'all like that?
All right, let's do it.
Good. Okay.
Three, two, one.
They that wait on the Lord
He shall renew their strength
They shall mount up
with wings as eagles
They that wait on the Lord
He shall renew their strength
They shall mount up
with wings as eagles
All right.
That's it. That's it.
That sound exactly how I wrote it.
But I think, what you think, Troy?
I think we should do it in the staccato.
I think the staccato
would give it a different type of meaning.
What y'all think?
- Yeah.
- All right, let's try that.
Three, two, one, go.
They that wait on the Lord
They shall renew their strength
They shall mount up
with wings as eagles
They that wait on the Lord
All right, y'all. Let's take five.
He shall renew
Gimme a minute. Let's take five.
Y'all take a break real quick. All right?
Hey man, it's a choir rehearsal.
What you want, man?
I need to holler at you real quick.
So you dump that bullshit
ass back at the lane?
Hey man, watch your mouth.
We in church.
I don't give a fuck where we at, man.
Where was your God at when Mama died, huh?
Hey, watch your mouth.
We in church.
What's up, man?
I need to bring in a new
lead on my paper operation.
New lead?
You talking about for the counterfeit?
What's up with your boy, Leroy?
(Black chuckles)
Let's just say he been...
Hey, you know what? You right.
Forgive me, Father.
He been messing up on the job.
Look, I can't do it.
So you think I'm asking?
Hey, you see I got this
music thing going on, right?
I got too much other ventures going on.
I'm trying to get out
the game and go legit.
I can't do it.
You know I like to preach myself, huh?
But look, check this out.
Listen to this plan.
What if we just change the
cigar lounge into a restaurant?
We'll get way more customers.
Everybody eat, right?
We'll make way more money.
What you think about that?
I'm fucking with it.
You...
Forgive me, Father.
Look I gotta get back to rehearsal, man.
What's up? You done?
- You wrote it?
- Of course, man.
Hey.
I'm proud of you, bro.
Man, you good?
What was that about, bro?
Family business, man.
(dramatic hiphop music)
Yeah
Vodka by the liter
Put that bitch in cedar
Drop her, I don't need her
Replace her with the divas
Hold up, I done got it
Everybody watching,
super told me watch him
New Rolex, I watch 'em
Play that Cyndi Lauper
Plastic got their chopper
So hot on their choppers
I'm hungry, need a whopper
Hoppin' out like cheaters
Can't join them so I beat 'em
Don't nobody owe me nothing
Baby, I don't need 'em
I don't stay up on the pedestal
Heartbreak take Angelica
Keep her on that fetty
She do me wrong, I get at ya
Gimme what they owe me
Working hard like Toby
Just keep grinding all the time
Don't give up what they told me
Try to win the race
Homie bought that rafe
Fed time beat their case
This is business not my place
Gonna blow up, I need that win
Skin is my sin
Black ice we gonna win
Don't matter, we gonna matter
On my way back home
Touching bases, turning cones
Stay drooped up
like Lil' Kiki in Houston
We on Chrome
Just glad I got the taste
In they mouth like paste
Y'all got much to say
Come stacks, I got that paid
Paid, paid
All my chicks are bad
All my chicks are paid
They don't drive down one-way streets
They go both ways
Ball like Derek Jeter, yeah
I told 'em I don't need 'em, yeah
I don't need 'em
Now I got 'em listening
Necklace on, I'm listening
Baby home, she missed me
Get back home, she kissed me
Pulled up like some socks
Twin girl, yeah they pops
Red head fox, headstrong tops
Can't nobody reach me
So high up they need a ladder
I pull up, they scatter
Talking, yeah that's chatter
I keep plenty of stacks
Money taught us facts
Burning up this track,
still don't get no slack
I didn't see the bottom
residue in baking soda
Age 14, I had big
dreams but seem like you
(muffled hiphop music) (gravel crunching)
What's good, man?
- Chilling.
- You all right?
Where you been at?
Shit, handling business as usual.
Fuck you want, man?
You good?
Cool, man. Straight.
What you got for me?
[David] This is it right here, bro.
Look a little light, bro.
(car horn honks)
It's fucked up out here, bro.
Nigga, you been out here eight hours.
480 minutes.
Nigga, it's $500, bro.
What the fuck you on?
Might as well go work at Taco Bell.
Let me explain to you, my nigga.
David.
We hustlers, bro.
Look, work don't come to you, nigga.
You go get it.
Man, you know that shit.
(David sighs)
Man, what's your minimum?
My nigga, that's a question.
A stack, bro.
Say what now?
A thousand dollars.
Say that shit with
your chest then, nigga.
Nigga, I said a stack.
Well, look like you short, my boy.
I can most definitely count, B.
Oh, you got jokes today, huh?
My nigga, I'm already stressed out.
This shit here ain't helping.
What this is?
I was under the impression
it was a family business.
I guess I was wrong though.
(suspenseful music)
You right, my boy.
But look,
when you ready to get some real money,
come holler at me.
[David] That's what's up, bro.
(David coughs)
[Kim] Food almost ready?
Almost.
Who the fuck do we owe the honors to?
Who is it?
Your son.
Hey, baby.
[Narrator] Now this
here is my mama, Ashley,
and Kim.
See, back in the day my mama
and Black's mama, Aunt Amanda,
used to be super tight.
Growing up, you could
never separate them for shit.
And now that Amanda is gone,
Kim kind of filled that
void in my mama's life.
Hey, now.
What's up, Auntie?
[Kim] What you doing over here?
Damn, I can't come see my mama?
James, I know you like I
know a bad batch of lean.
What's up with you?
Leave my baby alone.
You hungry?
- Yes ma'am.
- All right.
I'm gonna fix you some pot roast.
It's almost done.
All right.
(James sighs)
So you gonna make me ask
you again or you gonna tell me?
Black being Black.
You already know.
That nigga is lucky he is my sister's boy
'cause I would've been
took his ass out myself.
Nah, facts.
Yeah I been trying to
tell him, let's go legit.
But you know how he is though.
You know the crazy part about that shit?
He think that's all he capable of
when I know he better than that.
It's just like, man,
I be trying to get through to him
but don't nothing work though.
You don't know how to get through to him?
Nigga, you always sticking up for him.
Just like when we were kids,
this motherfucker stay fighting
and here you come
trying to run to his rescue
with your non-fighting ass
like you actually can whoop something.
Nah, you right though.
But that's when we were kids.
Yeah, but that's my dog.
I can't give up on him now.
Me neither.
Especially since my sister passed
and you know he don't listen
to nobody but me and you.
But you still need to be careful
'cause while Black out here wilding out,
who looking after you?
Ain't you the one always
quoting that Bible shit?
Time to put the foolish things aside.
I'm serious though.
I don't wanna see nothing
happen to either one of y'all.
You know I love you, right, knucklehead?
I love you too, Auntie.
So you gonna tell me
what really happened?
Family business.
(Kim chuckles)
James, I am family.
And don't you ever forget that shit.
What would you like to drink, son?
(dramatic music)
(clock ticking)
I'm sick of this bitch ass nigga.
This nigga want to play?
Yeah, he got the right bitch today.
(suspenseful music)
- What's up, my man?
- You all right?
What's up, Black?
Let me holler at you, man.
Wait, hold on.
That look like him right there.
Pull up, pull up!
(suspenseful music)
Go, go! Pull up!
(gunshots blasting)
Shit!
(tires screeching)
(driver shouting)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
Fuck!
What the fuck y'all
doing all that shit for?
Man, that bitch can't shoot.
You saying that shit like
bullets got names on 'em.
(Black chuckles)
Man, lemme break it
down to you real quick.
Chemistry was good while it lasted.
Went to grade school together,
you know what I'm saying?
Grew up together.
But she was on the tit for tat shit.
She thought I was fucking with her sister.
Nigga, knowing you. Was you?
(scoffs) Really wasn't though.
I fuck with her, but nevertheless,
she always try to shoot
me every chance she get.
I think the bitch hiding
something from me, bro.
Man, what make you say that?
Can't call it.
Look, bro.
Fuck all the bullshit.
You remember the situation from earlier?
You was wrong for that shit, bro.
Tell you nothing, my brother.
It's community pussy.
Fuck you want me to do? Apologize?
(laughs) Get outta here.
(hands slapping)
[David] Let's give Black a buffer.
(cellphone buzzing)
Hey, I'll take the call real quick.
We'll finish this up.
What's up?
Where you at? We need to talk.
[Black] My favorite lady.
Man, what it do, Auntie?
James told me you wanna holler at me.
So why the fuck you ain't call me?
[Black] You know I'm busy.
I was gonna get to it though.
Black, you know what?
You full of shit.
I, I just wanna know what you did to James.
[Black] Now, what the
fuck you talking about?
What'd he say?
Relax.
He ain't say much. I just know y'all.
[Black] Yeah I hear you.
And whatever the fuck
it is y'all got going on,
y'all need to dead that shit right now.
I'm pretty sure it ain't
even fucking worth it.
[Black] Nah, you know I got you.
I've just been a little stressed, alright?
I'm serious, Black.
I'm not trying to be caught up
in the middle of you and James' bullshit.
[Black] I know there's
a lot going on lately.
You do realize we
practically raised each other
after your mom passed, right?
Well, she was my sister
and at the end of the day I'm
not gonna let anything happen
to either one of you niggas on my watch.
(Black chuckles) (cellphone beeps)
- What's up?
- Got something important.
Got a quick deal real quick.
I'ma fuck with you.
Hey, you know it was all love, huh?
- Right.
- I fuck with you.
[Leroy] Word.
Niggas wanna get rich though
With no hook the game is so incomplete
Nah, nigga you cisco
You trap hoes like a bat cave
Dish it out like Cascade
Pimp it out like, mm
Young nigga got restless
Bring it home, I ain't graduate
Watch your man graduate
Caught a driver ain't graduate
Yeah nigga, you stupid
But listen y'all ain't graduate
Check on me, ain't graduate
Niggas told me ain't graduate
Yeah, nigga is stupid
- What's up with it, man?
- Get in.
Huh?
Say it, bro.
Nigga, I ain't get in that car, my nigga.
I need good people, man.
Get in the fucking car.
They're your people, nigga.
You get in the car.
I ain't getting in the car with you.
Baby, can you come on here.
You know I don't like
being out here too long.
Damn, bitch.
You can't be trippin'
if you gonna be out here with me, okay?
I know it's just,
you know there's niggas out here
who really don't like my daddy.
I'm just scared somebody
gonna recognize me.
Just fucking relax.
You know you ain't got shit
to worry about if you with me.
(suspenseful music)
Is Black on the way?
Man, I checked in. You know Black.
He always talking in riddles
talking about some chess
not checkers and shit.
What the fuck that mean anyway?
Man, I don't even know.
So is he coming or what?
Hey, Black don't miss
no smoke check, man.
Well, I think we should
take some of these free shots
while we wait on him.
You know, get a little buzz going.
Yo man, every time you
come into my establishment
my liquor gotta be free, man.
Because it's your establishment, OG.
Why in the hell we pay
for anything in here?
Man, look I ain't
taught your boys nothing.
Why you always bring your
sucker door around, man?
And while you at it,
please make sure you
pull from the top shelf
because I could taste the difference
between Casamigos and El Jimador
because last time you got to
burn the back of my throat out.
You know what I mean?
Tighten up, man. Come on now.
Say fellas, I don't think he's coming.
Hey, if he say he'll be here,
he gonna be here, bro.
Black be moving different lately though.
Man, watch out.
That's family, man.
And I'm my brother's keeper.
I don't think you pulled
that from the top shelf, OG.
[Eric] Man, how the
hell you hit the top shelf?
Just hear me out, hear me out.
Top shelf, there's marriage, kids,
white picket fence, playing in the yard.
Bottom shelf, that's baby mama,
nine to eight maximum,
nappy edges, child support.
Hey don't give him
nothing else to drink, bro.
Nothing, he done.
Yo, it's seven o'clock, man.
Let's get these shots, brothers.
Before we drink, I'm gonna say a few words.
Oh.
Got out the game now.
You need to slow down and be careful, man.
You guys out here
looking kind of weak, man.
Mad vulnerable and moving kind of sloppy.
Kind of ignorant, man.
Very vulnerable, man.
Y'all looking kind of weak out here, man.
Man, what type of,
"Word is bond, word to mother,"
Dr. Omar woke shit is you on, bruh?
We just here to drink, man.
Can we do that?
[Black] Shit, not without me.
[James] I told y'all he would be here.
Of course.
Chess not checkers, my boy.
Here you go again talking
that, "Chess not checkers."
Hey, you guys out here trying
to be kings on the board, man.
Y'all really out here
moving like pawns, man.
I always told you the game, brother.
The pawn can rise up, man.
You might be a pawn today.
Maybe you might be a king tomorrow, man.
Stop being weak out here, man.
I'm gonna talk to you too, man.
Mano a mano.
Respect, OG.
(glasses clinking)
Ah.
All right, fellas.
Let's get straight to it.
Hey, whatever they said I did,
I ain't do that shit.
Nigga, did you forget that I know you?
I probably did it.
I ain't do it the way
they said I did it though.
It's a difference. You
know what I'm saying?
See, you forgot that I'm
here to protect your ass.
That's what I'm here to establish.
Mm, that's why you the
good side of the family, huh?
Bro, you went to college
and graduated just like us.
Bro, cheating on all that shit.
I was there for the ladies.
You know me.
Whatever.
For now we need to establish an alibi.
Where the fuck were you last night?
Before we get into that, man,
it's a little situation I
need to run past you.
Been meaning to
talk to you about that, D.
Yeah I've been trying to find you
so we can talk about, um...
Michael.
Michael?
Yeah, man.
He been moving fake money into cigar boxes.
We're gonna deal with that
counterfeiting shit though.
That's that outside work.
It's respect though
that needs establishing.
Nah, bro. Not Michael.
I got my sources.
Man, I need a stick bro.
Say listen to me, boy.
I got your favorite right here.
Mm-hmm.
Let me see that wrapper?
It's lit, D.
You know that's my favorite stick.
(suspenseful music)
Damn me, man.
Man, where the fuck were you last night?
What the fuck wrong with you?
Business, man.
Bro, I was handling business.
Business, huh?
Well, then why did I
get a call this morning?
1050, possible homicide.
(suspenseful music)
Found that on the crime scene.
[Black] Hmm.
[Derrick] Man, I can't
keep doing this shit, bro.
Doing what?
As much as we've been through,
I'm my brother's keeper, man.
(suspenseful music)
Yeah, I'm my brother's keeper
but my brother has to grow the fuck up
so I don't have to keep
covering his shit up every day.
Nigga, I saved your life!
And I've been saving
yours every second since!
Shots.
Hey man, we need some more shots.
(suspenseful music)
You would've died out
there if it weren't for me.
Dying for my country
and dying for covering up your bullshit
are two different things, my brother.
All right, hey.
Say, maybe we should
just chill for a minute.
You stay out, man.
They gotta work it out.
It's the leaf, man.
That's what the leaf do.
(suspenseful music)
All my brothers been fleshing.
I can't fly if he falling, huh?
Ain't that that shit you live by?
Hey man, I hate to break up
y'all brotherly kumbaya moment,
but, uh, Black?
Hey man, what the hell you done did?
I ain't do shit.
Your ass did something
but fortunately we
ain't come here for that.
We came here to drink.
So OG, pop me up some
more of that bullshit ass tequila
so we can keep this party going.
Man, one day we gonna be
held accountable for our actions.
I keep trying to tell y'all that shit, man.
Something gotta change, bro.
We can't keep doing this shit.
Hey bro, I'm gone.
I got a music gig, man.
I'm gonna catch y'all later, bro.
Hey, I got some work on the side.
I'll catch y'all later.
Appreciate you, OG.
Hey, so ain't nobody
gonna stay and drink?
It's free.
Y'all niggas too emotional, bro.
Free liquor.
I'ma stay here and drink at all
'cause I ain't got shit to do.
I ain't got no kids. I ain't got no wife.
I got no job.
I'm trying to fuck though.
(intense music)
I got the blood line
of killers and shooters
No kings and rulers
Daddy was long gone, pop up and gone
Before we had Uber
let me out on that grind
I needed a little work
start selling that pine
And selling that perc
I made up my money,
nobody gonna pick me up
Put that on guard
And hope it don't leave
for food on my table
When mama want work
And remember some nights
she was aching and hurting
She really paid the price
Stopping the swelling with ice
Daddy was all by myself
So we only had one maneuver
Pack up the bags let's go
while screaming out Hallelujah
Daddy did 30 strong
Broke it last week
said he gonna be home
Got off on good behavior
Looking this way, but I cannot save you
I cannot give him no favor
Used to be willing and able
For all the ones I'm turning my back
Let's put all the cards on the table
Let's put all the cards on the table
Cards on table, cards on the table
Let's put all the cards on the table
Cards on the table, cards on the table
When I was young
Small as a pea was me and my momma
Nothing but weed
Let's put all the cards on the table
- Hey, babe.
- What's up, baby? You good?
Yeah, I'm good.
You looking good.
How was work today?
(sighs) Work was good.
It was just busy.
It was busy today.
You know, busy always a good thing, huh?
Yeah, I guess so.
How you feel?
(sighs) I'm a little stressed out.
I ain't gonna lie.
I got you.
You know I don't like to hear that, huh?
I got something to ease your mind.
Babe, no, not today.
I haven't did that shit since college.
Georgia, come on now.
I don't wanna hear that shit.
I'm not gonna do nothing to harm you.
Just take one.
You know I got you.
All right, just one.
(Georgia snorts)
Yeah, see that?
- Oh, damn.
- That's it.
So babe, I saw your boy and Michael today
passing out your counterfeit in the shop.
Michael, huh?
Yes babe, Michael.
(suspenseful music)
Take another one.
(Georgia snorts)
I appreciate that.
I'm gonna have to go take care of that boy.
You know I can always count on you.
You know I got you.
(suspenseful music)
Well, you know I
gotta handle this myself.
I need to go take care of that.
(suspenseful music)
(Lisa laughing)
Man, shut that goofy ass
laughing shit the fuck up.
You know I hate that shit.
I've been following this
nigga's schedule, right?
Every morning he has
breakfast with his sister,
then he go to the strip club,
then he meet with his soldiers
and Leroy already told
us he got a thing for you.
So this shit should be easy.
(suspenseful music)
I don't, I don't know, Gotti.
Look, I couldn't get
that soft ass nigga David
to get on board.
So Lisa, you the missing
piece of this puzzle.
I, I just feel nervous as fuck, babe.
Nervous? This shit easy.
You just gotta get this nigga this poison.
I don't know if I can do it because-
- Bitch, you heard what the fuck I said.
(ominous music)
Now lucky for you,
he still think your fat ass pretty.
So tomorrow morning this shit goes down.
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic hiphop music)
(birds chirping)
No, babe.
Stop, babe,
Mm-mm, come here.
No, for real stop.
And plus I need to talk to you.
We ain't got shit to talk about.
And plus I just gave you some last night.
Where your little girlfriend at?
Ain't nobody over me and you.
The fuck you on right now?
You don't never tell me no.
I might...
Nothing.
Nah, might be what?
The fuck you talking about?
Nothing.
I'm just a little stressed
and bills just keep piling up.
You know the shop ain't really
paying much right now anyway.
Mm-hmm, I hear you.
Lemme tell you something.
One of your greatest
abilities is accountability.
I'm here for you.
I need you just as much as you need me.
I don't hear that shit about no bills,
scratch, females, none of that shit.
I got you.
You hear me?
Yeah, I hear you.
I know you always got me though.
Well look, I think I'll
go get some breakfast.
You want something?
That do sound good,
but I'm really not feeling
too good right now.
So I'm gonna just lay you
here for a minute, alright?
Alright.
I'ma come check on you.
- All right?
- Okay.
(butter sizzling)
Well, look who's down
here slaving at the stove.
I mean, you were asleep.
I had to stick to my routine.
You know, I wasn't
feeling well this morning.
You good?
Like you caught a flu or something?
No, it's nothing like that.
What you over here cooking?
You know, just a little something.
Eggs, bacon, pancakes, grits.
[Both] Sugar, no salt.
(laughs) You know what?
I might have raised you
right after all, brother.
Huh, you? Raise me?
Where they do that at?
I'm older than you, man. Come on.
Well, if I didn't then
who the hell else did?
And you know I would say I
did a good job of raising you
if you would just stay
your ass outta trouble.
You gonna tell me about last night or what?
Ain't shit to nobody last night.
Don't fucking lie to me, Christopher.
I'm Christopher now? (chuckles)
That Black shit?
That's for out there.
Like I said, I'm your sister
and I know what's best for you.
What's going on?
Tina, look, I'm having
a good morning, all right?
You're about to piss me the fuck off.
Ooh, Christopher's pissed off.
None of that shit scares me.
I just want what's best for you.
Baby, look, I want
what's best for you too.
All right?
I'm always love. You
stay on the right path.
That's what me and Mama wanted for you.
You got me?
You know, you lucky you remember her.
It's like I remember her but
then I don't remember her.
You know, Tina,
sometimes remembering is the hardest thing.
Sit down.
Lemme get you this breakfast.
(traffic roaring)
- What's good, bro?
- What's going on?
There's so much shit going on.
Yeah, you telling me. Too much going on.
You don't even know the half.
That's a fact.
- What's up, James?
- What's going on?
- How you doing, big man?
- I'm all right.
Hey yo, Mike, I left the
keys in the back for you.
Make sure you lock up after
you do your inventory, man.
I got you.
Y'all good?
You look, y'all got a
lot on your minds, man.
You remember, idle mind is
the devil's playground, man.
We good.
Nah, we just got a lot
going on, OG. That's all.
Okay.
But listen, that second rat
will always come back
and get that cheese, man.
I'm gonna talk to you, James.
All right.
[Michael] The second
rat always get the cheese?
What this shit even mean?
You good?
Yeah, just a lot going on, bro.
We gotta make some shake quick.
Hmm.
Hey I can trust you, right, Mike?
[Michael] Of course.
All right, look, I got a plan.
We can expand the cigar
lounge to a restaurant.
Bring in a different demographic
that'll bring us way more
money than we ever made.
- That shit sound alive.
- Yeah, it do.
See the thing is we
could use the stash money
for the down payment.
Black already down with it.
Man, you know Black liable
to change his mind at any second, bro.
Man, cous will listen to me though.
Shit sound good.
- Hey y'all.
- Tina, what's good?
You know you would know
if you called to check on me,
but you think Christopher
is your only cousin.
Man, you know you
my favorite female cousin.
Stop playing.
Our family is small. I'm
your only female cousin.
Easy win.
But what's good though? What's wrong?
Nothing much.
Just been ripping and running
with this catering business.
You know I gotta get it.
- She a hustler, boy.
- It's in our blood.
There's nothing sexier
than a woman that work.
Well thank you, sir.
How you feeling though?
You feeling better today?
I am.
What you got going on today though?
Nothing, I just got these
new business cards in.
I wanted to stop by and give y'all some
if that's cool with you.
[Michael] Of course.
Stop, Michael.
Stop what? You look beautiful.
- Cut it out.
- Cut out what?
You glowing today.
Something about you look different.
What you doing later on?
Nothing. I got this new recipe.
I want you to be the taster.
You want me to taste you?
Hey, cut that shit out, man.
No, but for real. I want
you to be my sous chef.
(laughs) I don't know
what a sous chef is,
but whatever it is I'm in.
Alright, cool.
I'll text you later. Bye James.
Hey, stay outta trouble, T.
Trouble is my middle name.
You know who my brother is.
Hey, what the fuck was that?
What the fuck was what?
She's beautiful, bro.
Hey, that's family.
If Black found out you
trying to fuck with his sister
he'd kill you, bro.
Who said I'm trying?
(traffic roaring)
Um, I'm sorry to bother you
but would you happen to know
which one of these is the better cigar?
Depend on what you're looking for.
You want something light
or something with a little kick to it?
I think something light,
I'm, I'm just a beginner.
- Beginner, huh?
- Mm-hmm.
Well look, get this one.
I think it fits you best.
It's a mid bite stick.
Has a little cocoa to it.
Smokes well, I think you'll enjoy it.
So let me guess,
you get your feet and
nails done every week, huh?
How did you know that?
I could see it in your eyes.
You carry yourself with elegance.
Provide a lot of detail.
Your hair, everybody can't pull that off.
That dress.
I mean, like a masterpiece.
All I can say is damn.
Thank you, Black.
I haven't received a
compliment in a long time.
(suspenseful music)
How you know my name?
Huh?
Oh no, no.
I'm sorry, that's not what I meant.
I meant the cigar is black.
So you like 'em long and black, huh?
What?
No! (laughs)
No.
I like your laugh.
I'm Christopher.
My people call me Black.
Well, what a coincidence.
Well, it's nice to meet you Christopher.
I'm Lisa.
(cellphone buzzing)
Um...
(Lisa laughs)
Again, it was nice meeting
you but I, I really have to go.
I'd love to see you again.
Yeah, I'd like that.
Lemme give you my phone number.
Shit, say less.
You know what to do.
Have a nice night.
Nah, you need to sit down for a minute.
Lemme get you a drink.
Come on, one ain't gonna hurt you.
Just one drink.
Just one.
Well what do they have?
We got a open bar, baby.
Anything you want we can make.
Well, in that case, can I
get a brandy Manhattan?
Hmm, dark liquor.
You like everything black, huh?
I guess so.
[Black] Lemme get a brandy Manhattan.
For who? That bitch that just walked in?
No, don't do that.
You know my vibe.
Uh-huh, don't get hurt, Black.
You know I don't play like that.
(cellphone buzzing)
Hello?
[Caller] What the fuck is you doing?
This shit should be done by now.
Don't fuck this shit up
or I'm gonna fuck you up.
(cellphone beeps)
(suspenseful music)
(ice cubes rattling)
Look at me.
You my eyes and ears.
I need you to stay focused.
- You got me?
- Yeah, I got you.
(Lisa sighs)
Here you go.
Brandy Manhattan just like you like it.
I made it look sweet for you
because you look like honey.
Do you treat all the ladies like this?
Honestly, no.
I mean, look at you.
I'm attracted to you.
We got some chemistry here.
You're so sweet.
I try to be.
(cellphone buzzing)
(Lisa sighs)
You good?
Yeah, but this time I,
I really do have to go.
And again, it was nice to meet you.
I'm a gentleman.
I give women hugs, not handshakes.
Okay. (laughs)
(suspenseful music)
Damn.
You know you my favorite chef, right?
Nigga, I'm my only chef you know.
- No you not.
- Name one.
My mama, my auntie, my granny.
My whole family can cook.
And they are cooks, not chefs.
Okay.
But I get what you're saying.
You know Black can cook too. I taught him.
Black can't do no cooking.
Yes he can. Trust me.
He's got a lot of secrets.
Yeah, so do I.
(sighs) Don't start.
We're having a good night.
You right.
You know I'm really tired of
being your sneaky link, right?
It's been three whole years.
Christopher would go fucking crazy
if he knew you and I were
together this entire time.
Man, fuck Black.
I'm tired of basing everything
I do based on his decision.
He's my brother.
Yeah, and I'm your man.
Or am I?
It's just more
complicated than you think.
No, it's not complicated.
But you making it that way.
We've had the happiest three years ever.
And we've been doing it all in secret.
Just gimme some more time, Michael.
I've given you plenty of
time and your time running out.
What the fuck is wrong?
This shit should be done by now.
Niggas should be calling my phone
telling me this nigga Black is dead.
Did you pour enough?
Yes.
Nah, you couldn't have.
You so fucking stupid.
I knew you would fuck this shit up.
Man, Papa would be
disgusted with your dumb ass.
Don't you dare bring
my daddy into this shit.
My daddy knows how to talk to me.
You don't even know
how to fucking talk to me!
Who the fuck is you yelling at?
(Lisa sobbing)
What's your fucking problem?
Papa would've put you
in your place growing up,
I wouldn't have to now.
(dog barking distantly)
(Lisa sobbing)
I'm sorry.
Yeah, you sorry all right.
Hey, text that nigga and
tell him where to meet you.
Hey.
(traffic roaring)
- How's it going, boy?
- You tell me.
- Are you good?
- Solid.
You seen your brother around?
I ain't gonna lie, brother.
I got a lot of shit to do.
Babysitting niggas is not one of 'em.
That's a bet.
Hey, when you put eyes on him, let me know.
I got you.
We good?
Solid, baby. You straight?
Hanging in there.
I think I'm gonna handle
some shit real quick.
- Right on.
- I'ma fuck with you, aight?
Handle your business, bro.
Hey, stay dangerous.
(suspenseful music)
Come on, hurry up. Hurry up.
It's only three places where it could be.
Hurry up.
(suspenseful music)
Where the fuck is he at?
I don't know.
Lisa, you better not fuck this up again.
[Intruder] You ain't found this shit yet?
No, nigga. Keep looking.
Damn.
This nigga got another bitch pregnant?
Oh shit. (dramatic music)
Tear this bitch up, nigga.
Hurry up!
(suspenseful music)
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Keep it grounded.
I don't know.
(dramatic music)
Go, go, go.
(intruders' voices echoing)
Get it, get it, get it.
Go, go, go. Here we go.
Let's go, let's go.
(dramatic music)
(light jazzy music)
[Black] Lisa?
Sorry I'm late. I had to change.
You're here.
I didn't think you was gonna show up.
Of course I'm gonna pull up for you.
Actually happy to see you.
Appreciate that.
But the pleasure's all mine.
I was just starting to think
you didn't like me like that.
- Like you?
- Mm-hmm.
That's an understatement.
So how was your day?
It's a lot going on,
to be honest with you.
Appreciate you asking, but it was good.
We trying to build a five
star black-owned restaurant.
They ain't doing that in Houston.
Trying to do things the right way.
I've been talking to Cousin James.
Well, I wanna talk to you.
Talk.
You get my full undivided attention.
So tell me about yourself.
What do you wanna know?
Everything.
What's your favorite color?
Where you from? Everything.
Okay, well my favorite color is fuchsia.
- Fuchsia.
- Mm-hmm.
Oh, you fancy, huh?
(Lisa laughs)
Well, I guess you could say
I didn't really have a normal upbringing.
I had a sheltered life growing up
and I stayed with my mom in California.
Didn't really see my dad.
I would come to Texas
sometime during the summer
and my dad, he was a hustler,
and I was his princess
and he would give me anything I wanted.
My dad was the best.
He always taught me
that a man should know
how to treat a woman.
He should treat her as his queen.
He could be really sweet but
dangerous and vicious at times.
(dramatic music)
Snitches don't get stitches.
They get bullets, bitch.
(gunshot blasts)
As much as I loved that
man, he was so hard to trust.
(dramatic music)
For all his faults though,
he was still my dad and I really miss him.
(cartoonish music)
[Popeye] Whoa, sweet pea.
Oh, sweet pea. Oh, there you are.
If you get your shit together one day
I might introduce you
to my little girl Lisa.
Gimme the remote, little nephew.
(crowd cheering)
[TV Announcer] Drexler,
Thomas to rebound
the lead is three for the-
(dramatic music)
Black?
(ominous music)
Black? Black?
(gunshot blasts)
- Yo.
- Are you, are you okay?
I'm good, I'm good.
Hey, how about we get
outta here real quick?
Um, we haven't even gotten our food yet.
Don't worry about all that.
You got a chef right in front of you.
You gonna cook for me?
I got you.
I can show you, man. I can take you.
Let's get outta here.
(slow R&B music)
What happened to my door?
Someone broke in my house?
Shit!
Fuck!
They took my shit!
Fuck!
Okay, yo.
All right, think.
That's who did it.
Tina, you need to come home now.
I don't wanna hear that shit.
Come home now!
(solemn hiphop music)
(mysterious music)
What the fuck is this?
Who would do this shit to us?
Chris, this is all your fault.
If you would stay your ass out the streets
and stay out of trouble,
none of this shit would happen.
I cannot keep living like this, Chris.
I'm gonna ask you one time.
Has anybody been in this house?
No.
Has anybody been in
this motherfucking house?
Michael, but that's it.
(suspenseful hiphop music)
Michael, huh?
I needed some help from the hub
and he helped me get the stuff here.
That is it.
I can't believe this shit.
I just can't believe it.
Neither can I.
Yeah, that shit was fucking perfect.
Hell yeah.
You going to his house and shit.
Hey, I ain't gonna hold you.
That shit was fucking genius.
Yeah.
Nigga, it's gone.
What's gone?
The fucking money!
We had the stash for the restaurant.
Everything is gone.
I thought you had
that locked up in a safe.
How is the money gone, bro?
I did, bro.
You know how to move.
So how the fuck they know
where the money went, Black?
That's a good question.
You tell me.
Nigga, this your crib.
How I'm supposed to know?
I know that look, Black.
Don't do nothing crazy, bro.
Nah, this nigga about 30 seconds
from telling me the motherfucking truth.
Was that a threat?
Wait, wait, Black.
Man, what is this all about?
Nah, that's not no threat, my nigga.
You think I stole your shit?
Listen bro, I don't want shit you got.
- Yeah?
- And I stand on that.
I'm not lying to you, Black.
Hmm.
Except for fucking my sister, huh?
She told you?
Nah.
You just did.
(plastic clatters)
She's pregnant?
You know where the fuck the money at!
Black, put that gun down, man. What?
I have to step outside and make a call.
See if the neighbors or
anybody saw anything.
Man, fuck!
Hey, bro.
You gotta calm the fuck down.
Bruh, this nigga got my sister pregnant.
My money gone! Fuck you want me to do?
Oh, what I always tell you, bro?
God is you just gotta trust, bro.
Nigga, I respect you.
That shit ain't never worked for me.
Okay. Okay.
Look, man, you are in luck.
So the neighbor got a plate off a car
speeding out the
neighborhood not too long ago.
I got somebody downtown running it.
Whatever comes outta
this, you let me handle this.
Nah, D.
This one personal.
The last time you tried to handle it,
you almost fucking got caught.
Man, I can't keep doing this shit.
Man, I have a family and
a job to think about too.
Gimme the name and an address.
That's it!
And that's it.
After that you're on your own.
Do you hear me talking to you?
Yeah, on my own.
What you got for me?
Bro, I ain't never snitched.
So you've been working with him?
Hell no.
That's just a little young nigga
I used to know from back in the day.
I used to bust his mama down but she died.
I used to go visit him from time to time.
Felt sorry for the little nigga.
You know, like a stepdad.
I showed him the game.
Anyway, how the fuck you know him?
Damn, small world, huh?
We served in the military together.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
Appreciate you for the information.
Okay.
They have an address.
But look, I think you need
to let the police handle this one.
Nah, fuck that.
They broke in my house, took my money.
I got this one.
But we don't even know
who we're dealing with.
I'm waiting on the department
to call me with the name.
This is your moment, nephew.
Let them handle it.
Walk away from this life.
Be done with it for good.
Say bro, look around. We blessed.
All right, we gonna get that bread back.
We gonna be straight, bro. Trust me.
Hmm.
Man, this hustling is all I know.
Easy for you to say, huh?
You got everything you need.
Beautiful wife.
Your mama right here.
Mine gone, bruh.
She ain't never coming back.
All this hustling, going back and forth.
Woman to woman.
I want none of that shit!
All I want is my mama.
Nigga, you don't think
I miss my sister too?
That pain still run deep
for everybody in this room.
And if she knew that you were out here
dealing with the same shit
that put her in her grave,
she'll be in this fucking room
right now upside your fucking head.
All Mama wanted for you, Christopher,
was for you to do better than her.
If you don't do it for her,
do it for me, do it for my child.
Man, you got too much going for yourself
to to throw it away over this shit.
You done got through the
military, graduated college,
and you're willing to die on these streets
over some bullshit?
I just wanna take care of my family.
Avoid these demons.
Hey, you gotta believe in
something higher than yourself.
I think you did this all by yourself, bro.
You ain't do this on your own. Trust me.
We've always been in this together.
Continuously watching your back.
Always holding this shit down.
Forever my brother's keeper.
Willing to do whatever to protect.
Hey, we been there
with you step by step, bro.
I've been praying for you.
I'm always praying for you.
You not in this alone.
I've been praying for all of us.
(telephone ringing)
Hello?
Yeah.
Okay.
Hold on one second.
They got a name.
You want it?
God be still.
Okay, you got it, bruh.
I'll look into it when
I get into the station.
Thanks, Sarge.
You did the right thing, nephew.
Shit, I would've still got the name.
I wanna know if I'm standing
next to the motherfucker
in the bank deposit and key their shit.
- Shut the fuck up, Kim.
- Thank you.
So how long this been going on?
You want the truth or what?
What you think?
Three years.
[Black] Damn, my nigga.
I've always wanted to tell you, bro.
But your sister didn't want me to.
You've always been
so overprotective of me.
You know how you get when guys come around.
You know he's a Cowboys fan, huh?
(laughs) I didn't say he was perfect.
Come on now.
Damn, I ain't gonna lie.
I wish I could have been there
to see the look on that nigga's face
when he seen that his money was gone.
Can you imagine?
Yeah, I know. Right?
Fuck that nigga Black
and everything he stand for.
This number?
Straight up.
- You're right.
- Yeah, Lisa.
We couldn't have done it without you.
Hey, grab me that bottle right there.
You share.
Lisa, come around here, girl.
Take a shot with me.
Matter of fact, fuck it.
Let's all take a shot.
We gonna celebrate to this shit.
Hey y'all. This one for Lisa.
[Group] To Lisa.
Ooh! Damn.
Ooh! Shit, goddamn.
Lisa?
Hello?
(dramatic music)
Lisa?
Lisa?
(dramatic music)
See everywhere I
come I'm like Pistol Pete
Cut my music like a symphony
Cold-hearted, no sympathy
It's the street life meant for me
See the leaf light meant to be
Murder Incorporated like an entity
In this world ain't shit for free
See this world ain't shit to me
Like Pac got shot, we
gonna ride down the enemy
Takes money, cars, cigars, and ecstasy
Break breads to the risk in me
We gonna slide with the destiny
T-shirts say rest in peace
Leave life as a legacy
What the fuck wrong with you?
We just took a shot for Papa.
I'm just not in a celebratory mood.
Bitch, why not?
This nigga killed your daddy,
fucked up our whole operation.
That nigga deserve what's coming for him.
It's just not right.
It's just not right?
Man, shut the fuck up
before you piss me off.
Matter of fact, get the fuck outta my face.
Keep counting, nigga.
Yeah, this nigga Black
just think he can get
away with killing Papa.
Yeah, now I'm that nigga.
I'm the head nigga in charge.
(dramatic hiphop music)
And my phone won't stop ringing
Fuck this shit, I ain't said
Right now
Pray for me
Hey, hey
I'm jumping, I'm jumping
Won't you pray for me
Know that I play for keeps
(dramatic hiphop music)
(dramatic music continues)
Won't you pray for me
Know that I play for keeps
(dramatic hiphop music)
(gunshots blasting)
Hey, hey.
It's not what it look like, man.
The fuck it look like, man?
Chill, bro. Chill.
All right?
No, man, hey look.
Chill, bro.
You don't wanna do this, man.
You don't wanna do this, Black.
You're better than this, bro.
We go back.
Man, I heard that shit before.
(gunshot blasts)
(Sophia screaming)
Shut the fuck up!
Okay! (sobs)
Please, Black, don't shoot me please!
Please don't shoot me. (sobs)
I'm sorry!
- Nah.
- Please don't shoot me.
We gonna go for Duke for this one.
- No! No!
- This how you get me back?
No, I'm so sorry, baby.
Please just put the gun down. Okay?
We can talk about this, I promise.
Please.
Mama, what's wrong?
CJ, stay right there!
CJ, don't you move!
Little man, listen to your mama.
Better come take care of her real quick.
No, please!
Don't shoot me in front of our son, Black!
Please! (sobs)
The fuck you just say?
What you say?
(sobs) I said our son.
CJ stands for Chris Junior.
What the fuck you ain't
tell me that for, Sophia?
Tell you?
How the fuck was I
supposed to tell you anything?
Look at you!
Nigga got a fucking gun
pointed to my face right now!
After everything you put me through,
do you really think
you were just gonna leave me with nothing?
Nigga, at this point I
don't want you involved
in me or my son's life.
Give that to me, Black.
You serious?
After all we've been through?
I would've did anything for you and him.
Don't ever play with me.
Little man, come here.
CJ, no.
Don't you talk to him.
Mommy, I'm scared.
No, little man.
You ain't got nothing to be scared of.
I promise you I know that feeling.
I'm gonna get you everything I didn't have.
Come here.
(solemn music)
Man, come here.
(gunshots blasting)
What the fuck?
(solemn music)
What time your boy gonna be here?
He said about three o'clock
last time I talked to him.
But you know how he move.
Well look, Kim can't
keep CJ too long, bro.
I ain't even tell you,
last time he damn
near ate her edibles, bro.
He trippin'.
But how you been, bro? You straight?
Taking it a day at a time, step by step.
I mean I seen my mama die in front of me.
I'm never gonna forget that feeling.
I understand what he been through.
Look here, I been
meaning to tell you, bro.
I'm proud of you, bro.
Like you really stepped up being a father
and we getting out the game legit.
That's big, boy.
Appreciate that, kinfolk.
I couldn't beat it without you.
(muffled hiphop music)
There go your boy right there.
- Long time now see.
- Angel, my man.
Good to see you, bro.
You got what I need?
Of course.
It's all there.
(Angel speaks in Spanish)
(James speaks in Spanish)
No, no, no.
(Angel speaks in Spanish)
(Black speaks in Spanish)
What you mean last drop?
You're our biggest connect.
We make lots of money together.
What's the problem?
I can't do it.
I got a son.
[Angel] But you can't take care of home
and here at the same time?
I gotta lead by example.
He's more than just
this hustling shit out here.
Are you sure, papi?
I'm sure.
Okay.
But if you need me, you
know where to find me.
Hey, you heard what he said.
Man, we out the game. We done.
That's your choice. Not mine.
So that's it?
Alright. That's it, man.
Yeah.
[James] How you feeling though?
Broke.
Hey, don't even worry about that.
Smoke check.
Smoke check.
I'm gonna call up the guys.
We gonna all link up at the hub.
We gonna be straight. Trust me.
Lemme take care of business real quick.
I'ma pull up on you at the hub.
(upbeat R&B music)
Long day, huh?
Shit, too long.
I don't even know where to start.
So the usual, right?
- You heard me.
- All right, yeah.
You know your OG came
in here the other day, right?
[Black] What you talking about, Keisha?
Baby, you know I'ma tell you everything
but his ass gotta go.
You know Keisha sees
all and knows all, right?
We definitely gonna talk.
- How you doing, Keisha?
- You know I got you.
Look like you a little late, OG.
Yeah, Black.
Let me tell you something, man.
You been moving real funny style lately.
I've stepped back and allowed you to shine.
You think you're running things now,
trying to bite the hand that feeds you.
Man, you work for me.
I'm running this, man. Not you.
So man, you done or finished?
Nah, I'm trying to set
the record straight, man.
It's chess not checkers.
Exactly.
That's why I got a plan.
You always got a plan.
What you got up your sleeves now, Black?
One million, five days of work.
You got it mapped out?
What the fuck?
You got the blueprints, man?
Come on, man. You know me.
Yeah, I know you.
I'm listening.
Yeah.
You know it's always
good conversation though
over a cigar, huh?
Yeah.
You know I'm about that leaf life too.
[Both] Salud.
(glasses clink)
(light hiphop music)
(phone buzzing)
Hey, it's a go.
You know how I move.
(gunshot blasts)
(light hiphop music)
(light hiphop music continues)
(light hiphop music continues)
(wind howling)
(light music)
(mysterious music)
See everywhere I come like Pistol Pete
Cut my music like a symphony
Cohort of no sympathy
It's the street life meant for me
See the leaf life meant to be
Murder Incorporated like an entity
And this world ain't shit for free
See this world ain't shit to me
Like Pac got shot
We gonna ride on the enemy
Takes money, cars, cigars, and ecstasy
Break bread so the risk in me
We gonna slide with authenticity
T-Shirt say rest in peace
Leave life with a legacy
Leave life to the death of me
One deep so the rest can flee
I can never let the double team
My flesh is weak
I'm on a whole nother
level 'cause he blesses me
(vocals echoing)
(mysterious music)
[Narrator] It's crazy how sometimes
you gotta find beauty
in dark ass situations.
My mama always told me
the light shines in the darkness
and the darkness is not overcoming.
That's somewhere in the Bible.
But it's nights like this
where the beauty of darkness is covering up
some wicked and ugly shit.
(mysterious hiphop music)
(birds chirping)
Oh, you think you bad now, huh?
Man, don't even listen to him, Black.
He's just messing with you, bro.
Hmm.
That's what you feel, huh?
Nah, son.
Back in my day we did shit different.
I've been to the feds and
back and I'm still that nigga.
Even your mama knows.
[Black] Fuck you!
Hey man, that's enough.
Y'all young motherfuckers weak!
Y'all don't know y'all ass
from a hole in the ground.
Weak? Shut the fuck up.
Oh chill, bro.
Chill.
What the fuck you touching me for, bruh?
Hey smoke check, man. You trippin'.
[Black] Nah.
This shit here's personal.
(punch thuds)
See you done put him to sleep.
Man, smoke check, man.
(birds chirping)
Black, you good?
I will be.
How about them Cowboys though?
(Black laughs)
Hell no.
I thought Dak was your boy.
- Until he do right by me.
- Yeah.
(both laughing)
[Narrator] Yeah, you probably wondering
how we just went from
handling popping the trunk
to laughing and chilling.
Simple, smoke check.
We've been doing this for years.
Man, no matter what's going on,
smoke check gonna get us through it.
For those few moments,
smoking the leaf takes us away from life
and all the fucked up shit it brings,
you know what I'm saying?
- Sorry, man.
- Hey, nah. You cool though.
Man, I hollered at Mike.
What you think about this?
He told me he thinking
about relocating to Lawrence.
What's up with that?
Man, on the cool.
I really think the same thing though.
Got some work coming in next week.
- We can crack this shit up.
- From who?
Angel? The old plug?
Man, you already know.
Shit, how her momma doing though?
Man, she actually been all right.
She asked about you the other day.
You know what I told her?
- Huh?
- Black being Black.
Same, man.
You know life be lifeing, man.
Yeah, life be lifeing,
but you know, just like I know John 3:16,
the way to eternal life.
Now none of this we doing right here, bro.
This straight evil, bro.
There's some wicked stuff right here.
Man, you finished with all this shit?
Man, I'm just saying.
Hmm.
But essentially you just saying,
you're being all spiritual
so I'm gonna go bless him, huh?
Second time this week, word.
Mm.
Man, when Black say he
about to bless somebody
it's all the way different.
It ain't what you think.
(gunshot blasts)
But yous?
I probably just need to show you
how we even got into this shit.
(suspenseful hiphop music)
(woman moans)
What's your name again?
Fuck! (moans)
(suspenseful hiphop music)
Oh fuck!
(solemn music)
(woman moaning)
(door thuds)
- Oh!
- Oh shit!
Yo, Black. Man, I can explain, bro.
Man, that's what the fuck we on, huh?
Yo man, look, I went and made my drops.
Went and made my drops
at the mall, man, look.
And I just got a little sidetracked.
I saw this fine little thing right here.
Say, bro, I called you five times.
Man, you bullshitting me.
You got a schedule,
man. You know that shit.
I get that, Black.
I just... Just what?
Man, you clearly got me fucked up.
I'm a man of action.
- Oh shit, oh shit.
- Yo man, chill. Chill.
You don't wanna do this, bro.
Chill, man, you better than this, Black.
What you make today?
Really? Right now.
I never question you.
What the fuck you make today?
Bro, I made 2000. All right?
I went and made my drops at the mall
and I went by the bakery, okay?
I know I got a little sidetracked
but I still got some
more shit I gotta go do.
Shit, look like you done to me.
Fuck this is?
Some extended lunch break shit?
Hey yo, can I go?
I don't have nothing to do with this.
I, I didn't see shit and I don't know shit.
Nah, baby.
Stay right there.
Matter of fact, come here.
You good?
- Yeah, I'm okay.
- Did I scare you?
Yeah, a little bit.
Hmm. Sorry about that.
Y'all was at the mall, huh?
Yeah, we was at the mall.
[Black] He didn't get you nothing?
Nah, he didn't get me nothing.
Damn.
Could've at least got you
some tacos or something, huh?
Yeah, he could've.
Well look,
I know this is a crazy situation
and you handed yourself like a G.
Go back to the mall,
get yourself something nice.
I fuck with you now.
I got you.
Man, come on, bro.
Really?
Now come take care of daddy.
That's my bitch, man.
Shit.
Man, fuck you, Black.
You gonna get yours, man.
You come make your drops, man.
Call this nigga, Black.
(telephone ringing)
Fuck, man.
(telephone continues ringing)
[Eric] Justice & Justice Law Firm.
This is Eric speaking.
It's Mike, bro.
[Eric] What's the word?
Let me guess.
Man, Black trippin' again.
Smoke check, 6:00 PM.
[Eric] Shit.
Where were you last night?
That shit don't even matter right now.
Just make sure your ass here 6:00 PM.
[Eric] Okay, okay.
I'll follow up with you later.
You know how this goes, Mike.
We're gonna need a
complete and accurate alibi.
This shit gotta be solid.
Where's Black now?
I don't know where Black is
but that shit don't even
fucking matter right now.
Just make sure you here 6:00 PM.
[Eric] All right.
Well, when you find him
I'm gonna need the usual.
(telephone beeps)
Same old shit.
(suspenseful music)
(birds chirping)
Good morning.
Good morning.
[Tina] I thought you wasn't
gonna make breakfast today?
You know I miss my routine.
(water splashing)
(dog barking)
(muffled hiphop music)
(dog continues barking)
So like said on the
phone, it's all respect.
Real brotherhood shit over here.
None of that backstabbing
or belligerent shit
like Black got going on.
I ain't teach that nigga that.
Ain't that right, Gotti?
That's a fact.
Man, I hear all that shit, OG.
But you gotta watch that nigga Black, man.
I raised Black since
a young one. (chuckles)
He follows my lead.
Then you wanna know something?
I was thinking the exact same thing.
That nigga Black just like you, bruh,
but times two.
Man, Black don't give a fuck.
I hear you, young buck.
I don't give a fuck either.
And I'm the nigga around this bitch.
Black do as I say.
What about the operation?
So look, man, this is how it's gonna go.
I already ran the shit to Sophia.
I know exactly where the cash at.
We gonna hit the spot,
get the dough and we out that bitch.
[OG] That's what I'm
talking about, young buck.
Let's get that money.
Say less.
(birds chirping)
[Victim] You know there ain't
no coming back from this, right?
(suspenseful music)
Fuck you! You gonna get yours, Black!
Nah.
Fuck you.
(gunshot blasts)
(dramatic music)
(traffic roaring)
(birds chirping)
Yeah, I'll hit you back.
What do we have here?
Homicide looks like.
Black male, mid 50s.
Gunshot wound to the head.
Another one?
Yeah, Detective, I know.
This shit's gonna stop under my watch.
I took an oath to protect and serve.
Detective?
I think I have something.
I'll take it, thank you.
Thank you.
Mother...
(birds chirping)
(solemn hiphop music)
(solemn music continues)
(light R&B music)
So I like it Troy, but
I think at the bridge
we should repeat that part
and maybe we can
modulate it just a little bit.
All right, y'all like that?
All right, let's do it.
Good. Okay.
Three, two, one.
They that wait on the Lord
He shall renew their strength
They shall mount up
with wings as eagles
They that wait on the Lord
He shall renew their strength
They shall mount up
with wings as eagles
All right.
That's it. That's it.
That sound exactly how I wrote it.
But I think, what you think, Troy?
I think we should do it in the staccato.
I think the staccato
would give it a different type of meaning.
What y'all think?
- Yeah.
- All right, let's try that.
Three, two, one, go.
They that wait on the Lord
They shall renew their strength
They shall mount up
with wings as eagles
They that wait on the Lord
All right, y'all. Let's take five.
He shall renew
Gimme a minute. Let's take five.
Y'all take a break real quick. All right?
Hey man, it's a choir rehearsal.
What you want, man?
I need to holler at you real quick.
So you dump that bullshit
ass back at the lane?
Hey man, watch your mouth.
We in church.
I don't give a fuck where we at, man.
Where was your God at when Mama died, huh?
Hey, watch your mouth.
We in church.
What's up, man?
I need to bring in a new
lead on my paper operation.
New lead?
You talking about for the counterfeit?
What's up with your boy, Leroy?
(Black chuckles)
Let's just say he been...
Hey, you know what? You right.
Forgive me, Father.
He been messing up on the job.
Look, I can't do it.
So you think I'm asking?
Hey, you see I got this
music thing going on, right?
I got too much other ventures going on.
I'm trying to get out
the game and go legit.
I can't do it.
You know I like to preach myself, huh?
But look, check this out.
Listen to this plan.
What if we just change the
cigar lounge into a restaurant?
We'll get way more customers.
Everybody eat, right?
We'll make way more money.
What you think about that?
I'm fucking with it.
You...
Forgive me, Father.
Look I gotta get back to rehearsal, man.
What's up? You done?
- You wrote it?
- Of course, man.
Hey.
I'm proud of you, bro.
Man, you good?
What was that about, bro?
Family business, man.
(dramatic hiphop music)
Yeah
Vodka by the liter
Put that bitch in cedar
Drop her, I don't need her
Replace her with the divas
Hold up, I done got it
Everybody watching,
super told me watch him
New Rolex, I watch 'em
Play that Cyndi Lauper
Plastic got their chopper
So hot on their choppers
I'm hungry, need a whopper
Hoppin' out like cheaters
Can't join them so I beat 'em
Don't nobody owe me nothing
Baby, I don't need 'em
I don't stay up on the pedestal
Heartbreak take Angelica
Keep her on that fetty
She do me wrong, I get at ya
Gimme what they owe me
Working hard like Toby
Just keep grinding all the time
Don't give up what they told me
Try to win the race
Homie bought that rafe
Fed time beat their case
This is business not my place
Gonna blow up, I need that win
Skin is my sin
Black ice we gonna win
Don't matter, we gonna matter
On my way back home
Touching bases, turning cones
Stay drooped up
like Lil' Kiki in Houston
We on Chrome
Just glad I got the taste
In they mouth like paste
Y'all got much to say
Come stacks, I got that paid
Paid, paid
All my chicks are bad
All my chicks are paid
They don't drive down one-way streets
They go both ways
Ball like Derek Jeter, yeah
I told 'em I don't need 'em, yeah
I don't need 'em
Now I got 'em listening
Necklace on, I'm listening
Baby home, she missed me
Get back home, she kissed me
Pulled up like some socks
Twin girl, yeah they pops
Red head fox, headstrong tops
Can't nobody reach me
So high up they need a ladder
I pull up, they scatter
Talking, yeah that's chatter
I keep plenty of stacks
Money taught us facts
Burning up this track,
still don't get no slack
I didn't see the bottom
residue in baking soda
Age 14, I had big
dreams but seem like you
(muffled hiphop music) (gravel crunching)
What's good, man?
- Chilling.
- You all right?
Where you been at?
Shit, handling business as usual.
Fuck you want, man?
You good?
Cool, man. Straight.
What you got for me?
[David] This is it right here, bro.
Look a little light, bro.
(car horn honks)
It's fucked up out here, bro.
Nigga, you been out here eight hours.
480 minutes.
Nigga, it's $500, bro.
What the fuck you on?
Might as well go work at Taco Bell.
Let me explain to you, my nigga.
David.
We hustlers, bro.
Look, work don't come to you, nigga.
You go get it.
Man, you know that shit.
(David sighs)
Man, what's your minimum?
My nigga, that's a question.
A stack, bro.
Say what now?
A thousand dollars.
Say that shit with
your chest then, nigga.
Nigga, I said a stack.
Well, look like you short, my boy.
I can most definitely count, B.
Oh, you got jokes today, huh?
My nigga, I'm already stressed out.
This shit here ain't helping.
What this is?
I was under the impression
it was a family business.
I guess I was wrong though.
(suspenseful music)
You right, my boy.
But look,
when you ready to get some real money,
come holler at me.
[David] That's what's up, bro.
(David coughs)
[Kim] Food almost ready?
Almost.
Who the fuck do we owe the honors to?
Who is it?
Your son.
Hey, baby.
[Narrator] Now this
here is my mama, Ashley,
and Kim.
See, back in the day my mama
and Black's mama, Aunt Amanda,
used to be super tight.
Growing up, you could
never separate them for shit.
And now that Amanda is gone,
Kim kind of filled that
void in my mama's life.
Hey, now.
What's up, Auntie?
[Kim] What you doing over here?
Damn, I can't come see my mama?
James, I know you like I
know a bad batch of lean.
What's up with you?
Leave my baby alone.
You hungry?
- Yes ma'am.
- All right.
I'm gonna fix you some pot roast.
It's almost done.
All right.
(James sighs)
So you gonna make me ask
you again or you gonna tell me?
Black being Black.
You already know.
That nigga is lucky he is my sister's boy
'cause I would've been
took his ass out myself.
Nah, facts.
Yeah I been trying to
tell him, let's go legit.
But you know how he is though.
You know the crazy part about that shit?
He think that's all he capable of
when I know he better than that.
It's just like, man,
I be trying to get through to him
but don't nothing work though.
You don't know how to get through to him?
Nigga, you always sticking up for him.
Just like when we were kids,
this motherfucker stay fighting
and here you come
trying to run to his rescue
with your non-fighting ass
like you actually can whoop something.
Nah, you right though.
But that's when we were kids.
Yeah, but that's my dog.
I can't give up on him now.
Me neither.
Especially since my sister passed
and you know he don't listen
to nobody but me and you.
But you still need to be careful
'cause while Black out here wilding out,
who looking after you?
Ain't you the one always
quoting that Bible shit?
Time to put the foolish things aside.
I'm serious though.
I don't wanna see nothing
happen to either one of y'all.
You know I love you, right, knucklehead?
I love you too, Auntie.
So you gonna tell me
what really happened?
Family business.
(Kim chuckles)
James, I am family.
And don't you ever forget that shit.
What would you like to drink, son?
(dramatic music)
(clock ticking)
I'm sick of this bitch ass nigga.
This nigga want to play?
Yeah, he got the right bitch today.
(suspenseful music)
- What's up, my man?
- You all right?
What's up, Black?
Let me holler at you, man.
Wait, hold on.
That look like him right there.
Pull up, pull up!
(suspenseful music)
Go, go! Pull up!
(gunshots blasting)
Shit!
(tires screeching)
(driver shouting)
(gunshots blasting)
(suspenseful music)
Fuck!
What the fuck y'all
doing all that shit for?
Man, that bitch can't shoot.
You saying that shit like
bullets got names on 'em.
(Black chuckles)
Man, lemme break it
down to you real quick.
Chemistry was good while it lasted.
Went to grade school together,
you know what I'm saying?
Grew up together.
But she was on the tit for tat shit.
She thought I was fucking with her sister.
Nigga, knowing you. Was you?
(scoffs) Really wasn't though.
I fuck with her, but nevertheless,
she always try to shoot
me every chance she get.
I think the bitch hiding
something from me, bro.
Man, what make you say that?
Can't call it.
Look, bro.
Fuck all the bullshit.
You remember the situation from earlier?
You was wrong for that shit, bro.
Tell you nothing, my brother.
It's community pussy.
Fuck you want me to do? Apologize?
(laughs) Get outta here.
(hands slapping)
[David] Let's give Black a buffer.
(cellphone buzzing)
Hey, I'll take the call real quick.
We'll finish this up.
What's up?
Where you at? We need to talk.
[Black] My favorite lady.
Man, what it do, Auntie?
James told me you wanna holler at me.
So why the fuck you ain't call me?
[Black] You know I'm busy.
I was gonna get to it though.
Black, you know what?
You full of shit.
I, I just wanna know what you did to James.
[Black] Now, what the
fuck you talking about?
What'd he say?
Relax.
He ain't say much. I just know y'all.
[Black] Yeah I hear you.
And whatever the fuck
it is y'all got going on,
y'all need to dead that shit right now.
I'm pretty sure it ain't
even fucking worth it.
[Black] Nah, you know I got you.
I've just been a little stressed, alright?
I'm serious, Black.
I'm not trying to be caught up
in the middle of you and James' bullshit.
[Black] I know there's
a lot going on lately.
You do realize we
practically raised each other
after your mom passed, right?
Well, she was my sister
and at the end of the day I'm
not gonna let anything happen
to either one of you niggas on my watch.
(Black chuckles) (cellphone beeps)
- What's up?
- Got something important.
Got a quick deal real quick.
I'ma fuck with you.
Hey, you know it was all love, huh?
- Right.
- I fuck with you.
[Leroy] Word.
Niggas wanna get rich though
With no hook the game is so incomplete
Nah, nigga you cisco
You trap hoes like a bat cave
Dish it out like Cascade
Pimp it out like, mm
Young nigga got restless
Bring it home, I ain't graduate
Watch your man graduate
Caught a driver ain't graduate
Yeah nigga, you stupid
But listen y'all ain't graduate
Check on me, ain't graduate
Niggas told me ain't graduate
Yeah, nigga is stupid
- What's up with it, man?
- Get in.
Huh?
Say it, bro.
Nigga, I ain't get in that car, my nigga.
I need good people, man.
Get in the fucking car.
They're your people, nigga.
You get in the car.
I ain't getting in the car with you.
Baby, can you come on here.
You know I don't like
being out here too long.
Damn, bitch.
You can't be trippin'
if you gonna be out here with me, okay?
I know it's just,
you know there's niggas out here
who really don't like my daddy.
I'm just scared somebody
gonna recognize me.
Just fucking relax.
You know you ain't got shit
to worry about if you with me.
(suspenseful music)
Is Black on the way?
Man, I checked in. You know Black.
He always talking in riddles
talking about some chess
not checkers and shit.
What the fuck that mean anyway?
Man, I don't even know.
So is he coming or what?
Hey, Black don't miss
no smoke check, man.
Well, I think we should
take some of these free shots
while we wait on him.
You know, get a little buzz going.
Yo man, every time you
come into my establishment
my liquor gotta be free, man.
Because it's your establishment, OG.
Why in the hell we pay
for anything in here?
Man, look I ain't
taught your boys nothing.
Why you always bring your
sucker door around, man?
And while you at it,
please make sure you
pull from the top shelf
because I could taste the difference
between Casamigos and El Jimador
because last time you got to
burn the back of my throat out.
You know what I mean?
Tighten up, man. Come on now.
Say fellas, I don't think he's coming.
Hey, if he say he'll be here,
he gonna be here, bro.
Black be moving different lately though.
Man, watch out.
That's family, man.
And I'm my brother's keeper.
I don't think you pulled
that from the top shelf, OG.
[Eric] Man, how the
hell you hit the top shelf?
Just hear me out, hear me out.
Top shelf, there's marriage, kids,
white picket fence, playing in the yard.
Bottom shelf, that's baby mama,
nine to eight maximum,
nappy edges, child support.
Hey don't give him
nothing else to drink, bro.
Nothing, he done.
Yo, it's seven o'clock, man.
Let's get these shots, brothers.
Before we drink, I'm gonna say a few words.
Oh.
Got out the game now.
You need to slow down and be careful, man.
You guys out here
looking kind of weak, man.
Mad vulnerable and moving kind of sloppy.
Kind of ignorant, man.
Very vulnerable, man.
Y'all looking kind of weak out here, man.
Man, what type of,
"Word is bond, word to mother,"
Dr. Omar woke shit is you on, bruh?
We just here to drink, man.
Can we do that?
[Black] Shit, not without me.
[James] I told y'all he would be here.
Of course.
Chess not checkers, my boy.
Here you go again talking
that, "Chess not checkers."
Hey, you guys out here trying
to be kings on the board, man.
Y'all really out here
moving like pawns, man.
I always told you the game, brother.
The pawn can rise up, man.
You might be a pawn today.
Maybe you might be a king tomorrow, man.
Stop being weak out here, man.
I'm gonna talk to you too, man.
Mano a mano.
Respect, OG.
(glasses clinking)
Ah.
All right, fellas.
Let's get straight to it.
Hey, whatever they said I did,
I ain't do that shit.
Nigga, did you forget that I know you?
I probably did it.
I ain't do it the way
they said I did it though.
It's a difference. You
know what I'm saying?
See, you forgot that I'm
here to protect your ass.
That's what I'm here to establish.
Mm, that's why you the
good side of the family, huh?
Bro, you went to college
and graduated just like us.
Bro, cheating on all that shit.
I was there for the ladies.
You know me.
Whatever.
For now we need to establish an alibi.
Where the fuck were you last night?
Before we get into that, man,
it's a little situation I
need to run past you.
Been meaning to
talk to you about that, D.
Yeah I've been trying to find you
so we can talk about, um...
Michael.
Michael?
Yeah, man.
He been moving fake money into cigar boxes.
We're gonna deal with that
counterfeiting shit though.
That's that outside work.
It's respect though
that needs establishing.
Nah, bro. Not Michael.
I got my sources.
Man, I need a stick bro.
Say listen to me, boy.
I got your favorite right here.
Mm-hmm.
Let me see that wrapper?
It's lit, D.
You know that's my favorite stick.
(suspenseful music)
Damn me, man.
Man, where the fuck were you last night?
What the fuck wrong with you?
Business, man.
Bro, I was handling business.
Business, huh?
Well, then why did I
get a call this morning?
1050, possible homicide.
(suspenseful music)
Found that on the crime scene.
[Black] Hmm.
[Derrick] Man, I can't
keep doing this shit, bro.
Doing what?
As much as we've been through,
I'm my brother's keeper, man.
(suspenseful music)
Yeah, I'm my brother's keeper
but my brother has to grow the fuck up
so I don't have to keep
covering his shit up every day.
Nigga, I saved your life!
And I've been saving
yours every second since!
Shots.
Hey man, we need some more shots.
(suspenseful music)
You would've died out
there if it weren't for me.
Dying for my country
and dying for covering up your bullshit
are two different things, my brother.
All right, hey.
Say, maybe we should
just chill for a minute.
You stay out, man.
They gotta work it out.
It's the leaf, man.
That's what the leaf do.
(suspenseful music)
All my brothers been fleshing.
I can't fly if he falling, huh?
Ain't that that shit you live by?
Hey man, I hate to break up
y'all brotherly kumbaya moment,
but, uh, Black?
Hey man, what the hell you done did?
I ain't do shit.
Your ass did something
but fortunately we
ain't come here for that.
We came here to drink.
So OG, pop me up some
more of that bullshit ass tequila
so we can keep this party going.
Man, one day we gonna be
held accountable for our actions.
I keep trying to tell y'all that shit, man.
Something gotta change, bro.
We can't keep doing this shit.
Hey bro, I'm gone.
I got a music gig, man.
I'm gonna catch y'all later, bro.
Hey, I got some work on the side.
I'll catch y'all later.
Appreciate you, OG.
Hey, so ain't nobody
gonna stay and drink?
It's free.
Y'all niggas too emotional, bro.
Free liquor.
I'ma stay here and drink at all
'cause I ain't got shit to do.
I ain't got no kids. I ain't got no wife.
I got no job.
I'm trying to fuck though.
(intense music)
I got the blood line
of killers and shooters
No kings and rulers
Daddy was long gone, pop up and gone
Before we had Uber
let me out on that grind
I needed a little work
start selling that pine
And selling that perc
I made up my money,
nobody gonna pick me up
Put that on guard
And hope it don't leave
for food on my table
When mama want work
And remember some nights
she was aching and hurting
She really paid the price
Stopping the swelling with ice
Daddy was all by myself
So we only had one maneuver
Pack up the bags let's go
while screaming out Hallelujah
Daddy did 30 strong
Broke it last week
said he gonna be home
Got off on good behavior
Looking this way, but I cannot save you
I cannot give him no favor
Used to be willing and able
For all the ones I'm turning my back
Let's put all the cards on the table
Let's put all the cards on the table
Cards on table, cards on the table
Let's put all the cards on the table
Cards on the table, cards on the table
When I was young
Small as a pea was me and my momma
Nothing but weed
Let's put all the cards on the table
- Hey, babe.
- What's up, baby? You good?
Yeah, I'm good.
You looking good.
How was work today?
(sighs) Work was good.
It was just busy.
It was busy today.
You know, busy always a good thing, huh?
Yeah, I guess so.
How you feel?
(sighs) I'm a little stressed out.
I ain't gonna lie.
I got you.
You know I don't like to hear that, huh?
I got something to ease your mind.
Babe, no, not today.
I haven't did that shit since college.
Georgia, come on now.
I don't wanna hear that shit.
I'm not gonna do nothing to harm you.
Just take one.
You know I got you.
All right, just one.
(Georgia snorts)
Yeah, see that?
- Oh, damn.
- That's it.
So babe, I saw your boy and Michael today
passing out your counterfeit in the shop.
Michael, huh?
Yes babe, Michael.
(suspenseful music)
Take another one.
(Georgia snorts)
I appreciate that.
I'm gonna have to go take care of that boy.
You know I can always count on you.
You know I got you.
(suspenseful music)
Well, you know I
gotta handle this myself.
I need to go take care of that.
(suspenseful music)
(Lisa laughing)
Man, shut that goofy ass
laughing shit the fuck up.
You know I hate that shit.
I've been following this
nigga's schedule, right?
Every morning he has
breakfast with his sister,
then he go to the strip club,
then he meet with his soldiers
and Leroy already told
us he got a thing for you.
So this shit should be easy.
(suspenseful music)
I don't, I don't know, Gotti.
Look, I couldn't get
that soft ass nigga David
to get on board.
So Lisa, you the missing
piece of this puzzle.
I, I just feel nervous as fuck, babe.
Nervous? This shit easy.
You just gotta get this nigga this poison.
I don't know if I can do it because-
- Bitch, you heard what the fuck I said.
(ominous music)
Now lucky for you,
he still think your fat ass pretty.
So tomorrow morning this shit goes down.
(suspenseful music)
(dramatic hiphop music)
(birds chirping)
No, babe.
Stop, babe,
Mm-mm, come here.
No, for real stop.
And plus I need to talk to you.
We ain't got shit to talk about.
And plus I just gave you some last night.
Where your little girlfriend at?
Ain't nobody over me and you.
The fuck you on right now?
You don't never tell me no.
I might...
Nothing.
Nah, might be what?
The fuck you talking about?
Nothing.
I'm just a little stressed
and bills just keep piling up.
You know the shop ain't really
paying much right now anyway.
Mm-hmm, I hear you.
Lemme tell you something.
One of your greatest
abilities is accountability.
I'm here for you.
I need you just as much as you need me.
I don't hear that shit about no bills,
scratch, females, none of that shit.
I got you.
You hear me?
Yeah, I hear you.
I know you always got me though.
Well look, I think I'll
go get some breakfast.
You want something?
That do sound good,
but I'm really not feeling
too good right now.
So I'm gonna just lay you
here for a minute, alright?
Alright.
I'ma come check on you.
- All right?
- Okay.
(butter sizzling)
Well, look who's down
here slaving at the stove.
I mean, you were asleep.
I had to stick to my routine.
You know, I wasn't
feeling well this morning.
You good?
Like you caught a flu or something?
No, it's nothing like that.
What you over here cooking?
You know, just a little something.
Eggs, bacon, pancakes, grits.
[Both] Sugar, no salt.
(laughs) You know what?
I might have raised you
right after all, brother.
Huh, you? Raise me?
Where they do that at?
I'm older than you, man. Come on.
Well, if I didn't then
who the hell else did?
And you know I would say I
did a good job of raising you
if you would just stay
your ass outta trouble.
You gonna tell me about last night or what?
Ain't shit to nobody last night.
Don't fucking lie to me, Christopher.
I'm Christopher now? (chuckles)
That Black shit?
That's for out there.
Like I said, I'm your sister
and I know what's best for you.
What's going on?
Tina, look, I'm having
a good morning, all right?
You're about to piss me the fuck off.
Ooh, Christopher's pissed off.
None of that shit scares me.
I just want what's best for you.
Baby, look, I want
what's best for you too.
All right?
I'm always love. You
stay on the right path.
That's what me and Mama wanted for you.
You got me?
You know, you lucky you remember her.
It's like I remember her but
then I don't remember her.
You know, Tina,
sometimes remembering is the hardest thing.
Sit down.
Lemme get you this breakfast.
(traffic roaring)
- What's good, bro?
- What's going on?
There's so much shit going on.
Yeah, you telling me. Too much going on.
You don't even know the half.
That's a fact.
- What's up, James?
- What's going on?
- How you doing, big man?
- I'm all right.
Hey yo, Mike, I left the
keys in the back for you.
Make sure you lock up after
you do your inventory, man.
I got you.
Y'all good?
You look, y'all got a
lot on your minds, man.
You remember, idle mind is
the devil's playground, man.
We good.
Nah, we just got a lot
going on, OG. That's all.
Okay.
But listen, that second rat
will always come back
and get that cheese, man.
I'm gonna talk to you, James.
All right.
[Michael] The second
rat always get the cheese?
What this shit even mean?
You good?
Yeah, just a lot going on, bro.
We gotta make some shake quick.
Hmm.
Hey I can trust you, right, Mike?
[Michael] Of course.
All right, look, I got a plan.
We can expand the cigar
lounge to a restaurant.
Bring in a different demographic
that'll bring us way more
money than we ever made.
- That shit sound alive.
- Yeah, it do.
See the thing is we
could use the stash money
for the down payment.
Black already down with it.
Man, you know Black liable
to change his mind at any second, bro.
Man, cous will listen to me though.
Shit sound good.
- Hey y'all.
- Tina, what's good?
You know you would know
if you called to check on me,
but you think Christopher
is your only cousin.
Man, you know you
my favorite female cousin.
Stop playing.
Our family is small. I'm
your only female cousin.
Easy win.
But what's good though? What's wrong?
Nothing much.
Just been ripping and running
with this catering business.
You know I gotta get it.
- She a hustler, boy.
- It's in our blood.
There's nothing sexier
than a woman that work.
Well thank you, sir.
How you feeling though?
You feeling better today?
I am.
What you got going on today though?
Nothing, I just got these
new business cards in.
I wanted to stop by and give y'all some
if that's cool with you.
[Michael] Of course.
Stop, Michael.
Stop what? You look beautiful.
- Cut it out.
- Cut out what?
You glowing today.
Something about you look different.
What you doing later on?
Nothing. I got this new recipe.
I want you to be the taster.
You want me to taste you?
Hey, cut that shit out, man.
No, but for real. I want
you to be my sous chef.
(laughs) I don't know
what a sous chef is,
but whatever it is I'm in.
Alright, cool.
I'll text you later. Bye James.
Hey, stay outta trouble, T.
Trouble is my middle name.
You know who my brother is.
Hey, what the fuck was that?
What the fuck was what?
She's beautiful, bro.
Hey, that's family.
If Black found out you
trying to fuck with his sister
he'd kill you, bro.
Who said I'm trying?
(traffic roaring)
Um, I'm sorry to bother you
but would you happen to know
which one of these is the better cigar?
Depend on what you're looking for.
You want something light
or something with a little kick to it?
I think something light,
I'm, I'm just a beginner.
- Beginner, huh?
- Mm-hmm.
Well look, get this one.
I think it fits you best.
It's a mid bite stick.
Has a little cocoa to it.
Smokes well, I think you'll enjoy it.
So let me guess,
you get your feet and
nails done every week, huh?
How did you know that?
I could see it in your eyes.
You carry yourself with elegance.
Provide a lot of detail.
Your hair, everybody can't pull that off.
That dress.
I mean, like a masterpiece.
All I can say is damn.
Thank you, Black.
I haven't received a
compliment in a long time.
(suspenseful music)
How you know my name?
Huh?
Oh no, no.
I'm sorry, that's not what I meant.
I meant the cigar is black.
So you like 'em long and black, huh?
What?
No! (laughs)
No.
I like your laugh.
I'm Christopher.
My people call me Black.
Well, what a coincidence.
Well, it's nice to meet you Christopher.
I'm Lisa.
(cellphone buzzing)
Um...
(Lisa laughs)
Again, it was nice meeting
you but I, I really have to go.
I'd love to see you again.
Yeah, I'd like that.
Lemme give you my phone number.
Shit, say less.
You know what to do.
Have a nice night.
Nah, you need to sit down for a minute.
Lemme get you a drink.
Come on, one ain't gonna hurt you.
Just one drink.
Just one.
Well what do they have?
We got a open bar, baby.
Anything you want we can make.
Well, in that case, can I
get a brandy Manhattan?
Hmm, dark liquor.
You like everything black, huh?
I guess so.
[Black] Lemme get a brandy Manhattan.
For who? That bitch that just walked in?
No, don't do that.
You know my vibe.
Uh-huh, don't get hurt, Black.
You know I don't play like that.
(cellphone buzzing)
Hello?
[Caller] What the fuck is you doing?
This shit should be done by now.
Don't fuck this shit up
or I'm gonna fuck you up.
(cellphone beeps)
(suspenseful music)
(ice cubes rattling)
Look at me.
You my eyes and ears.
I need you to stay focused.
- You got me?
- Yeah, I got you.
(Lisa sighs)
Here you go.
Brandy Manhattan just like you like it.
I made it look sweet for you
because you look like honey.
Do you treat all the ladies like this?
Honestly, no.
I mean, look at you.
I'm attracted to you.
We got some chemistry here.
You're so sweet.
I try to be.
(cellphone buzzing)
(Lisa sighs)
You good?
Yeah, but this time I,
I really do have to go.
And again, it was nice to meet you.
I'm a gentleman.
I give women hugs, not handshakes.
Okay. (laughs)
(suspenseful music)
Damn.
You know you my favorite chef, right?
Nigga, I'm my only chef you know.
- No you not.
- Name one.
My mama, my auntie, my granny.
My whole family can cook.
And they are cooks, not chefs.
Okay.
But I get what you're saying.
You know Black can cook too. I taught him.
Black can't do no cooking.
Yes he can. Trust me.
He's got a lot of secrets.
Yeah, so do I.
(sighs) Don't start.
We're having a good night.
You right.
You know I'm really tired of
being your sneaky link, right?
It's been three whole years.
Christopher would go fucking crazy
if he knew you and I were
together this entire time.
Man, fuck Black.
I'm tired of basing everything
I do based on his decision.
He's my brother.
Yeah, and I'm your man.
Or am I?
It's just more
complicated than you think.
No, it's not complicated.
But you making it that way.
We've had the happiest three years ever.
And we've been doing it all in secret.
Just gimme some more time, Michael.
I've given you plenty of
time and your time running out.
What the fuck is wrong?
This shit should be done by now.
Niggas should be calling my phone
telling me this nigga Black is dead.
Did you pour enough?
Yes.
Nah, you couldn't have.
You so fucking stupid.
I knew you would fuck this shit up.
Man, Papa would be
disgusted with your dumb ass.
Don't you dare bring
my daddy into this shit.
My daddy knows how to talk to me.
You don't even know
how to fucking talk to me!
Who the fuck is you yelling at?
(Lisa sobbing)
What's your fucking problem?
Papa would've put you
in your place growing up,
I wouldn't have to now.
(dog barking distantly)
(Lisa sobbing)
I'm sorry.
Yeah, you sorry all right.
Hey, text that nigga and
tell him where to meet you.
Hey.
(traffic roaring)
- How's it going, boy?
- You tell me.
- Are you good?
- Solid.
You seen your brother around?
I ain't gonna lie, brother.
I got a lot of shit to do.
Babysitting niggas is not one of 'em.
That's a bet.
Hey, when you put eyes on him, let me know.
I got you.
We good?
Solid, baby. You straight?
Hanging in there.
I think I'm gonna handle
some shit real quick.
- Right on.
- I'ma fuck with you, aight?
Handle your business, bro.
Hey, stay dangerous.
(suspenseful music)
Come on, hurry up. Hurry up.
It's only three places where it could be.
Hurry up.
(suspenseful music)
Where the fuck is he at?
I don't know.
Lisa, you better not fuck this up again.
[Intruder] You ain't found this shit yet?
No, nigga. Keep looking.
Damn.
This nigga got another bitch pregnant?
Oh shit. (dramatic music)
Tear this bitch up, nigga.
Hurry up!
(suspenseful music)
Hurry up! Hurry up!
Keep it grounded.
I don't know.
(dramatic music)
Go, go, go.
(intruders' voices echoing)
Get it, get it, get it.
Go, go, go. Here we go.
Let's go, let's go.
(dramatic music)
(light jazzy music)
[Black] Lisa?
Sorry I'm late. I had to change.
You're here.
I didn't think you was gonna show up.
Of course I'm gonna pull up for you.
Actually happy to see you.
Appreciate that.
But the pleasure's all mine.
I was just starting to think
you didn't like me like that.
- Like you?
- Mm-hmm.
That's an understatement.
So how was your day?
It's a lot going on,
to be honest with you.
Appreciate you asking, but it was good.
We trying to build a five
star black-owned restaurant.
They ain't doing that in Houston.
Trying to do things the right way.
I've been talking to Cousin James.
Well, I wanna talk to you.
Talk.
You get my full undivided attention.
So tell me about yourself.
What do you wanna know?
Everything.
What's your favorite color?
Where you from? Everything.
Okay, well my favorite color is fuchsia.
- Fuchsia.
- Mm-hmm.
Oh, you fancy, huh?
(Lisa laughs)
Well, I guess you could say
I didn't really have a normal upbringing.
I had a sheltered life growing up
and I stayed with my mom in California.
Didn't really see my dad.
I would come to Texas
sometime during the summer
and my dad, he was a hustler,
and I was his princess
and he would give me anything I wanted.
My dad was the best.
He always taught me
that a man should know
how to treat a woman.
He should treat her as his queen.
He could be really sweet but
dangerous and vicious at times.
(dramatic music)
Snitches don't get stitches.
They get bullets, bitch.
(gunshot blasts)
As much as I loved that
man, he was so hard to trust.
(dramatic music)
For all his faults though,
he was still my dad and I really miss him.
(cartoonish music)
[Popeye] Whoa, sweet pea.
Oh, sweet pea. Oh, there you are.
If you get your shit together one day
I might introduce you
to my little girl Lisa.
Gimme the remote, little nephew.
(crowd cheering)
[TV Announcer] Drexler,
Thomas to rebound
the lead is three for the-
(dramatic music)
Black?
(ominous music)
Black? Black?
(gunshot blasts)
- Yo.
- Are you, are you okay?
I'm good, I'm good.
Hey, how about we get
outta here real quick?
Um, we haven't even gotten our food yet.
Don't worry about all that.
You got a chef right in front of you.
You gonna cook for me?
I got you.
I can show you, man. I can take you.
Let's get outta here.
(slow R&B music)
What happened to my door?
Someone broke in my house?
Shit!
Fuck!
They took my shit!
Fuck!
Okay, yo.
All right, think.
That's who did it.
Tina, you need to come home now.
I don't wanna hear that shit.
Come home now!
(solemn hiphop music)
(mysterious music)
What the fuck is this?
Who would do this shit to us?
Chris, this is all your fault.
If you would stay your ass out the streets
and stay out of trouble,
none of this shit would happen.
I cannot keep living like this, Chris.
I'm gonna ask you one time.
Has anybody been in this house?
No.
Has anybody been in
this motherfucking house?
Michael, but that's it.
(suspenseful hiphop music)
Michael, huh?
I needed some help from the hub
and he helped me get the stuff here.
That is it.
I can't believe this shit.
I just can't believe it.
Neither can I.
Yeah, that shit was fucking perfect.
Hell yeah.
You going to his house and shit.
Hey, I ain't gonna hold you.
That shit was fucking genius.
Yeah.
Nigga, it's gone.
What's gone?
The fucking money!
We had the stash for the restaurant.
Everything is gone.
I thought you had
that locked up in a safe.
How is the money gone, bro?
I did, bro.
You know how to move.
So how the fuck they know
where the money went, Black?
That's a good question.
You tell me.
Nigga, this your crib.
How I'm supposed to know?
I know that look, Black.
Don't do nothing crazy, bro.
Nah, this nigga about 30 seconds
from telling me the motherfucking truth.
Was that a threat?
Wait, wait, Black.
Man, what is this all about?
Nah, that's not no threat, my nigga.
You think I stole your shit?
Listen bro, I don't want shit you got.
- Yeah?
- And I stand on that.
I'm not lying to you, Black.
Hmm.
Except for fucking my sister, huh?
She told you?
Nah.
You just did.
(plastic clatters)
She's pregnant?
You know where the fuck the money at!
Black, put that gun down, man. What?
I have to step outside and make a call.
See if the neighbors or
anybody saw anything.
Man, fuck!
Hey, bro.
You gotta calm the fuck down.
Bruh, this nigga got my sister pregnant.
My money gone! Fuck you want me to do?
Oh, what I always tell you, bro?
God is you just gotta trust, bro.
Nigga, I respect you.
That shit ain't never worked for me.
Okay. Okay.
Look, man, you are in luck.
So the neighbor got a plate off a car
speeding out the
neighborhood not too long ago.
I got somebody downtown running it.
Whatever comes outta
this, you let me handle this.
Nah, D.
This one personal.
The last time you tried to handle it,
you almost fucking got caught.
Man, I can't keep doing this shit.
Man, I have a family and
a job to think about too.
Gimme the name and an address.
That's it!
And that's it.
After that you're on your own.
Do you hear me talking to you?
Yeah, on my own.
What you got for me?
Bro, I ain't never snitched.
So you've been working with him?
Hell no.
That's just a little young nigga
I used to know from back in the day.
I used to bust his mama down but she died.
I used to go visit him from time to time.
Felt sorry for the little nigga.
You know, like a stepdad.
I showed him the game.
Anyway, how the fuck you know him?
Damn, small world, huh?
We served in the military together.
- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.
Appreciate you for the information.
Okay.
They have an address.
But look, I think you need
to let the police handle this one.
Nah, fuck that.
They broke in my house, took my money.
I got this one.
But we don't even know
who we're dealing with.
I'm waiting on the department
to call me with the name.
This is your moment, nephew.
Let them handle it.
Walk away from this life.
Be done with it for good.
Say bro, look around. We blessed.
All right, we gonna get that bread back.
We gonna be straight, bro. Trust me.
Hmm.
Man, this hustling is all I know.
Easy for you to say, huh?
You got everything you need.
Beautiful wife.
Your mama right here.
Mine gone, bruh.
She ain't never coming back.
All this hustling, going back and forth.
Woman to woman.
I want none of that shit!
All I want is my mama.
Nigga, you don't think
I miss my sister too?
That pain still run deep
for everybody in this room.
And if she knew that you were out here
dealing with the same shit
that put her in her grave,
she'll be in this fucking room
right now upside your fucking head.
All Mama wanted for you, Christopher,
was for you to do better than her.
If you don't do it for her,
do it for me, do it for my child.
Man, you got too much going for yourself
to to throw it away over this shit.
You done got through the
military, graduated college,
and you're willing to die on these streets
over some bullshit?
I just wanna take care of my family.
Avoid these demons.
Hey, you gotta believe in
something higher than yourself.
I think you did this all by yourself, bro.
You ain't do this on your own. Trust me.
We've always been in this together.
Continuously watching your back.
Always holding this shit down.
Forever my brother's keeper.
Willing to do whatever to protect.
Hey, we been there
with you step by step, bro.
I've been praying for you.
I'm always praying for you.
You not in this alone.
I've been praying for all of us.
(telephone ringing)
Hello?
Yeah.
Okay.
Hold on one second.
They got a name.
You want it?
God be still.
Okay, you got it, bruh.
I'll look into it when
I get into the station.
Thanks, Sarge.
You did the right thing, nephew.
Shit, I would've still got the name.
I wanna know if I'm standing
next to the motherfucker
in the bank deposit and key their shit.
- Shut the fuck up, Kim.
- Thank you.
So how long this been going on?
You want the truth or what?
What you think?
Three years.
[Black] Damn, my nigga.
I've always wanted to tell you, bro.
But your sister didn't want me to.
You've always been
so overprotective of me.
You know how you get when guys come around.
You know he's a Cowboys fan, huh?
(laughs) I didn't say he was perfect.
Come on now.
Damn, I ain't gonna lie.
I wish I could have been there
to see the look on that nigga's face
when he seen that his money was gone.
Can you imagine?
Yeah, I know. Right?
Fuck that nigga Black
and everything he stand for.
This number?
Straight up.
- You're right.
- Yeah, Lisa.
We couldn't have done it without you.
Hey, grab me that bottle right there.
You share.
Lisa, come around here, girl.
Take a shot with me.
Matter of fact, fuck it.
Let's all take a shot.
We gonna celebrate to this shit.
Hey y'all. This one for Lisa.
[Group] To Lisa.
Ooh! Damn.
Ooh! Shit, goddamn.
Lisa?
Hello?
(dramatic music)
Lisa?
Lisa?
(dramatic music)
See everywhere I
come I'm like Pistol Pete
Cut my music like a symphony
Cold-hearted, no sympathy
It's the street life meant for me
See the leaf light meant to be
Murder Incorporated like an entity
In this world ain't shit for free
See this world ain't shit to me
Like Pac got shot, we
gonna ride down the enemy
Takes money, cars, cigars, and ecstasy
Break breads to the risk in me
We gonna slide with the destiny
T-shirts say rest in peace
Leave life as a legacy
What the fuck wrong with you?
We just took a shot for Papa.
I'm just not in a celebratory mood.
Bitch, why not?
This nigga killed your daddy,
fucked up our whole operation.
That nigga deserve what's coming for him.
It's just not right.
It's just not right?
Man, shut the fuck up
before you piss me off.
Matter of fact, get the fuck outta my face.
Keep counting, nigga.
Yeah, this nigga Black
just think he can get
away with killing Papa.
Yeah, now I'm that nigga.
I'm the head nigga in charge.
(dramatic hiphop music)
And my phone won't stop ringing
Fuck this shit, I ain't said
Right now
Pray for me
Hey, hey
I'm jumping, I'm jumping
Won't you pray for me
Know that I play for keeps
(dramatic hiphop music)
(dramatic music continues)
Won't you pray for me
Know that I play for keeps
(dramatic hiphop music)
(gunshots blasting)
Hey, hey.
It's not what it look like, man.
The fuck it look like, man?
Chill, bro. Chill.
All right?
No, man, hey look.
Chill, bro.
You don't wanna do this, man.
You don't wanna do this, Black.
You're better than this, bro.
We go back.
Man, I heard that shit before.
(gunshot blasts)
(Sophia screaming)
Shut the fuck up!
Okay! (sobs)
Please, Black, don't shoot me please!
Please don't shoot me. (sobs)
I'm sorry!
- Nah.
- Please don't shoot me.
We gonna go for Duke for this one.
- No! No!
- This how you get me back?
No, I'm so sorry, baby.
Please just put the gun down. Okay?
We can talk about this, I promise.
Please.
Mama, what's wrong?
CJ, stay right there!
CJ, don't you move!
Little man, listen to your mama.
Better come take care of her real quick.
No, please!
Don't shoot me in front of our son, Black!
Please! (sobs)
The fuck you just say?
What you say?
(sobs) I said our son.
CJ stands for Chris Junior.
What the fuck you ain't
tell me that for, Sophia?
Tell you?
How the fuck was I
supposed to tell you anything?
Look at you!
Nigga got a fucking gun
pointed to my face right now!
After everything you put me through,
do you really think
you were just gonna leave me with nothing?
Nigga, at this point I
don't want you involved
in me or my son's life.
Give that to me, Black.
You serious?
After all we've been through?
I would've did anything for you and him.
Don't ever play with me.
Little man, come here.
CJ, no.
Don't you talk to him.
Mommy, I'm scared.
No, little man.
You ain't got nothing to be scared of.
I promise you I know that feeling.
I'm gonna get you everything I didn't have.
Come here.
(solemn music)
Man, come here.
(gunshots blasting)
What the fuck?
(solemn music)
What time your boy gonna be here?
He said about three o'clock
last time I talked to him.
But you know how he move.
Well look, Kim can't
keep CJ too long, bro.
I ain't even tell you,
last time he damn
near ate her edibles, bro.
He trippin'.
But how you been, bro? You straight?
Taking it a day at a time, step by step.
I mean I seen my mama die in front of me.
I'm never gonna forget that feeling.
I understand what he been through.
Look here, I been
meaning to tell you, bro.
I'm proud of you, bro.
Like you really stepped up being a father
and we getting out the game legit.
That's big, boy.
Appreciate that, kinfolk.
I couldn't beat it without you.
(muffled hiphop music)
There go your boy right there.
- Long time now see.
- Angel, my man.
Good to see you, bro.
You got what I need?
Of course.
It's all there.
(Angel speaks in Spanish)
(James speaks in Spanish)
No, no, no.
(Angel speaks in Spanish)
(Black speaks in Spanish)
What you mean last drop?
You're our biggest connect.
We make lots of money together.
What's the problem?
I can't do it.
I got a son.
[Angel] But you can't take care of home
and here at the same time?
I gotta lead by example.
He's more than just
this hustling shit out here.
Are you sure, papi?
I'm sure.
Okay.
But if you need me, you
know where to find me.
Hey, you heard what he said.
Man, we out the game. We done.
That's your choice. Not mine.
So that's it?
Alright. That's it, man.
Yeah.
[James] How you feeling though?
Broke.
Hey, don't even worry about that.
Smoke check.
Smoke check.
I'm gonna call up the guys.
We gonna all link up at the hub.
We gonna be straight. Trust me.
Lemme take care of business real quick.
I'ma pull up on you at the hub.
(upbeat R&B music)
Long day, huh?
Shit, too long.
I don't even know where to start.
So the usual, right?
- You heard me.
- All right, yeah.
You know your OG came
in here the other day, right?
[Black] What you talking about, Keisha?
Baby, you know I'ma tell you everything
but his ass gotta go.
You know Keisha sees
all and knows all, right?
We definitely gonna talk.
- How you doing, Keisha?
- You know I got you.
Look like you a little late, OG.
Yeah, Black.
Let me tell you something, man.
You been moving real funny style lately.
I've stepped back and allowed you to shine.
You think you're running things now,
trying to bite the hand that feeds you.
Man, you work for me.
I'm running this, man. Not you.
So man, you done or finished?
Nah, I'm trying to set
the record straight, man.
It's chess not checkers.
Exactly.
That's why I got a plan.
You always got a plan.
What you got up your sleeves now, Black?
One million, five days of work.
You got it mapped out?
What the fuck?
You got the blueprints, man?
Come on, man. You know me.
Yeah, I know you.
I'm listening.
Yeah.
You know it's always
good conversation though
over a cigar, huh?
Yeah.
You know I'm about that leaf life too.
[Both] Salud.
(glasses clink)
(light hiphop music)
(phone buzzing)
Hey, it's a go.
You know how I move.
(gunshot blasts)
(light hiphop music)
(light hiphop music continues)
(light hiphop music continues)