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(ethereal music)

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(sinister music)

(chilled hip-hop music)

* Give it five for the guys *

* Bitch, you know I'm gonna slide *

* I'm outside, I'm outside *

* For my brothers, I'm gonna slide *

* Niggas better run and hide *

* He ain't strapped but I got mine *

* It's loaded up, bitch, I got five *

* For the gang, bitch, I'm gonna slide *

* Shame on the house *

* It's going up and equal *

* Shame on P, O, Dub *

* From your block, you see them dead people *

* Y'all got his family whacked *

* He out here telling secrets *

* Ain't no bitch 'tween me and gang *

* Them hoes, I never need 'em *

* Do this shit for the gang *

* If someone said murder the chances they talking about us *

* I'm bound by loyalty, power, respect *

* I kill you, bro, you ain't blood *

* You ain't gang. it ain't no way *

* Then you get up and earn my trust *

* Running them numbers, I'm still in the field *

* Nigga Giuseppes is covered in mush *

* I do this shit for the thugs *

* Dummy, you all used to hanging with niggas that tell *

* I brought the strut to the club *

* Niggas ain't knowing no fighting *

* You taking the L *

* They're for my better *

* We sliding on our shit *

* I got shots to put them in hell *

* Niggas ain't fucking with this *

* I'm running a trap for a bag *

* I'm making the shell *

* I'm bound by blood *

* Bound by blood, don't show no love *

* Show no love, these niggas waist lift up the shirt *

* He got a bug, wearing a wire *

* Po in the club, Po in the ah *

* They know what's up, they know what's up *

* We start on up, its hit and miss *

* This shit on us *

* Give it five for the guys *

* Bitch, you know I'm gonna slide *

* I'm outside, I'm outside *

* For my brothers I'm gonna slide *

* Make these niggas run and hide *

* He ain't strapped but I got mine *

* It's loaded up, bitch, I got five *

* For the gang, bitch, I'm gonna slide *

* Bound by blood to this *

* It's not gonna slide *

* Bound by blood to this *

* It's not gonna slide *

* I'm bound by blood to this *

* It's not gonna slide *

* I'm bound by blood to this *

* It's not gonna slide *

* I'm bound by blood to this *

* It's not gonna slide *

* I'm bound by blood to this *

* It's not gonna slide *

* I'm bound by blood to this *

* It's not gonna slide *

(ominous music)

(fist smacking) (Carter grunting)

(ominous music)

- The fuck?

This where the fuck we are?

(gun firing)

(phone buzzing)

(Carter groans)

- Shit.

Me hop my ass in the shower.

I gotta go.

- So fuck chilling with me today, huh?

- Told you me and Jalen had some shit to do today.

- I'm so sick and tired of hearing about Jalen ass.

Y'all can't do shit without each other.

- We could do a lot without each other,

but we gotta get this money together.

You know, money over bitches.

- So I'm a bitch now?

- (chuckles) Yeah, my bitch.

- Man, fuck you, Carter.

- [Carter] You know what?

Huh, go pick up Destiny.

Y'all have a spa day on me.

- You do know money isn't the answer to everything, right?

- Shit, I ain't ran into a problem it couldn't fix yet.

(shower starting)

- This...

(distant horns honking)

- [Jalen] What's the deal, bro?

- It's good, bro.

Shit, I can't call it.

- Hey, when was the last time

you talked to little Christian?

- [Jalen] Shit, not since earlier.

Why?

- You know he got school in two weeks?

His little ass act like he don't want to go.

I'm gonna have to sit him down and talk to him.

- [Jalen] Man, here you go, bro.

Sound like somebody's daddy and shit.

- That ain't even it.

But shit, I basically am.

You know, Mama ain't give a fuck.

- [Jalen] Bro.

Ain't nobody perfect, man.

- I forgot, I can't say shit about your mama

without you coming with an excuse.

- [Jalen] Bro, I'm not making excuses,

I'm just saying, we all done make

some fucked up decisions, bro.

- Yeah, fucked up decisions turn into bad choices.

Choices you gotta stand on, bro.

Come on.

(door shutting)

- [Destiny] Hey, baby.

- What's up, love?

- [Piper] Hey babe.

What's up, fellas?

- Good to see you, babe.

Where y'all ass coming from?

- Piper treated us to a mani and pedi spa day.

You like my nails, baby.

- You know I love pink on you.

- Yeah, of course I do. (kisses)

- Spa day?

- Yeah.

- Where your ass get some money

and sponsor y'all's spa day?

- Uh-uh, I have a whole job, nigga.

don't come at me like I'm some broke bitch

that need a man that make moves for me out here.

- Period.

Honey, that's right.

- (chuckles) Destiny, shut the fuck up.

- Watch out, bro.

- Babe, I'm not saying you can't handle your own.

All I'm saying,

I know you don't like spending your own money.

That's why you always spending my shit.

- [Piper] Well, technically the money I spent today

wasn't exactly outta my pocket.

It was from an unexpected bonus

from putting in some extra hours on the job.

- That right?

- [Destiny] Extra hours?

Since when did you start putting in

extra hours at the hospital.

Before I went on maternity leave

we couldn't get you to do a regular shift.

- Well, Miss Mamas, between you being on maternity leave

and a few nurses transferring,

shit, we just been short staffed.

- I do miss my job,

but between this baby and standing on my feet 10, 12 hours,

I just could not do it, I be tired like.

- Yeah, I feel you, trust me.

But you ain't missing shit.

It's still a bunch of hating goofy-ass hoes

sitting around gossiping all day.

- Your goofy-ass gonna be right there

gossiping with 'em.

Every time. - Shut up. (chuckles)

- Well, that's why I'm happy my man make sure I'm straight

whether I'm working or not.

- Yeah, you definitely lucked up and got you a good one.

- And you didn't?

- Of course I did, baby. Come on.

- I'm about to go to Mama house,

see if I can catch Christian.

- He and the rest of his theory though.

- [Jalen] About to follow you over there, bro.

- Alright, bet.

Hey, I ain't finna be late tonight.

Jalen gonna hold it down.

- [Destiny] Okay, baby.

See you.

- Let me know if you need anything.

- Okay.

Text me let me know what you want for dinner

so I can have it ready. Okay?

- [Carter] Alright.

- Alright, baby. Be careful.

(Jalen and Carter chattering) (door clunking)

- Man, what the fuck is y'all doing?

Don't y'all niggas know how to knock?

- Who this little nigga talking to?

Nigga, we pay the bills in this bitch.

- Nobody about to knock, nigga.

- Matter of fact, hey ma, it's time for you to go.

- Nigga, hold on, bro.

Who the fuck is you talking to, man.

Don't be coming up here talking to her like that.

(Carter laughs)

- You right, baby bro.

Excuse me, ma'am, can you get your belongings

and kindly get the fuck up outta here.

- See, Christian, this what the fuck I'm talking about.

I'm about to keep coming over here dealing with this shit.

You need to get your own fucking place.

- Only place this nigga getting is a dorm on the campus.

- Fact.

- (chuckles) Is this what he's telling y'all?

- [Christian] Hey.

- Man, what the fuck's she talking about?

- Hey, go home, I'll call you in a minute.

- Yeah, get up outta here.

- You got something you need to tell me, nigga?

- I'm not going away to school.

(Carter laughs)

- Fuck you talking about?

- Nah, bro, this nigga tripping.

You going to school, that ain't no option.

- Are you my fucking daddy?

I'm grown as fuck now.

So all of them days of you telling me what to do.

It's over, nigga.

(Carter scoffs)

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

(hands smacking) (dramatic music)

(fists smacking)

- Bro, Mama, Mama, bro, Mama, Mama.

- Back the fuck.

- What you push me for?

- You okay, baby?

- [Christian] Yeah.

- Fuck is wrong with you?

Putting your hands on your brother

like he's some nigga in the streets?

- Maybe if you stay out the streets,

you know what the fuck going on with your son.

(palm slapping) - Who the fuck

you talking to, nigga?

- Ma, chill.

Man, Carter had every right to put his hands on Christian.

- Ain't no damn reason good enough

to put your hands on your brother.

I raised y'all better than that.

(Carter scoffs)

- [Carter] Raised us?

You was barely around.

- Bro, let that shit go, bro.

- Nah, bro, let your mama hear about herself

since she thinks she perfect.

- You got something to say?

You got something you wanna get off your chest?

Speak on it, son.

- Yeah, ma, you wasn't around like that.

You didn't give a fuck about what we was doing.

All you ever cared about was yourself.

- [Chantelle] Myself?

- Yourself!

And the niggas you was chasing around every week.

You didn't give a fuck less about what we had going on.

- Myself and them niggas you talking about

is the reason y'all had name brand shit.

Good shit!

And I ain't hear not one complaint

when y'all was rocking that shit.

So don't say shit now.

You and your brothers ain't never went without.

- Yeah, we went without.

Without having a mom around.

Bro, I'm gone.

- Good.

(Jalen sighs)

- All this bullshit.

- Anybody gonna tell me what the fuck going on?

(door shutting)

- Ma, Imma let your son tell you.

(suspenseful music)

- I'm listening.

(suspenseful music)

(faint hip-hop music plays)

- [Jalen] So you done put your butts on,

Mama'll smack the shit out you.

- (chuckles) Ha ha.

Nigga, fuck you.

- Hey bro, but you was wrong as hell

for crushing Christian mama feelings like that.

- I wasn't trying to crush her feelings.

It was about time I let her know how I feel.

How the fuck she don't know

Christian talking about not going to school.

- Nigga, the same way we ain't know.

And we with him every day.

(Carter sighs)

All I'm saying, bro.

It's less shit on her,

and we gotta at least let little bro up.

- I ain't trying to hear shit out.

Less he talking about getting that dorm together.

- Bro, look man, I love you and all,

but you really gotta chill on little bro.

- What the fuck is you trying to say?

- Man, all I'm saying is that's not your son, bro.

Your kid on the way.

- Man, fuck this shit.

I'm out.

* Bitch gonna play that tune *

- You got a fucking attitude problem.

- [Carter] Fuck you.

- Bitch.

(door slamming)

(faint hip-hop music plays)

(birds singing)

(distant dog barking)

- What's up, Domone.

- What's up, my baby?

Shit, I just grabbed some of that fire

from them niggas over there on Linwood.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah, you got a wood?

- Hell yeah.

- Let me get that up off you.

- Here, huh.

Like, get that shit outta my pocket.

- Nigga, what the fuck happened to your eye?

- Family shit.

. Oh shit, nigga.

Which one of your brothers

done whipped up on your ass this time?

- Nigga, fuck you.

- What happened though, for real, dog?

- Shit man, I finally told 'em I wasn't going to school.

- They beat your ass for that?

Nigga, you better get you a pistol round this bitch, boy.

- For my brothers?

- Nigga, hell yeah.

Them niggas don't mind fucking you up.

- Nah, bro, it ain't nothing like that.

See, Carter practically raised me.

He just don't want me to be another street nigga.

- Nigga, your smart-ass do need to be in somebody college

done talking like that.

- I ain't say I wasn't going,

I just don't wanna go right now.

But in the meantime I gotta figure out

how to make this money so I ain't gotta ask Carter for shit.

- Hey, my brother Blaze can put you on with some work.

- Hell no.

You know Blaze and Mom Duke's nigga Khalil cool.

If Khalil found out I was moving weight he'd kill me.

Then tell Mom so she'll kill me again.

- Dude, you so fucking scary.

Blaze ain't gonna tell Khalil shit, nigga.

That's your move.

Ain't got shit to do with him.

You ain't 10 years old no more.

You gotta get off your ass, nigga, strap your nuts on.

Can't depend on your brothers forever, nigga.

- I feel you.

- So you ready to get this money or what?

- Hell yeah.

- Imma take you over there.

- Yeah.

(TV characters speaking)

- Oh, I'll be back

- Where your ass going?

- To my mother's house.

Is that okay, Daddy?

- Man, you love running the streets, don't you?

- (scoffs) Hold on.

I know your ass not saying shit

about nobody being in the streets.

As much as your ass let us stay gone with Carter

- Bro, me and Carter grown men.

We handle business.

Something you might not about.

But your ass need to be around this bitch

cooking or cleaning or something.

(Piper giggles)

- Wait.

Does your mama stay around the house cooking and cleaning?

- Better watch your motherfucking mouth.

- Exactly.

Like I said, I won't be out too late.

Would you like some food on my way home, sweetie?

- Nah, I order out some shit.

- Mm, suit yourself.

(door clunking)

(door slamming)

(mellow R&B music)

- Hey, what the you doing here?

You know damn well Destiny not here.

- So?

I came to give you something.

- Fuck you came to give me?

- This pussy.

- You tripping.

You playing it crazy as hell coming to the crib like that.

- I know.

* I come over and get you naked *

* Say, I want you *

- Gee, you on all bullshit.

You play too much.

- Let me make me a drink.

* I'm just blowing through *

- [Carter] Goddam.

* I knew this when I saw, girl *

(phone ringing)

* Let's do this when I'm sober *

- Yo?

- [Jalen] What's chillin', bro.

- Shit, chilling at the crib

waiting on Destiny ass to come back.

- [Jalen] That's what's up.

Hey, you know about the barbecue at Mama's house later?

- Yeah Mama text me about that shit earlier.

- [Jalen] Shit, you going?

- Yeah, you know Imma have to.

I'm trying to see if Destiny trying to rock with me.

- [Jalen] Yeah and maybe I'll bring

Piper's slick-mouth ass with me.

Hey man, that bitch working more and more.

No can cut the fuck off.

- Shit, you need to get that shit under control, bro.

Before that shit get outta hand.

- [Jalen] Yeah, I here you.

Man, I'll hit you tomorrow all day

when I'm headed that way.

- Alright, bet it up, bro.

- [Jalen] Bet.

- Yeah.

(chilled hip-hop music)

Do got that slick-ass mouth.

- [Piper] You love it too.

* Lord, I ain't even about to hear you *

* Send a siren in my system *

* Tell me why your ass trippin' *

* Just relax and catch the vibe, babe *

* Before your ass missing *

* He ain't shit but he love me *

* He ain't one of my problems *

* I plead the fifth when I'm drinking *

* Get caught up when we talking *

* So let's do this when I sober up *

* Let's do this when I sober up *

- You sure you can't stay for the barbecue?

- No, I already told my mama

that I was gonna have her car to her by three

so she can make it to work on time.

- I can follow you to drop her off

and you can come back with me.

- No babe, it's okay.

And plus, I'm not ready to pass

the potato saddle across the table.

Your brother's just seen me naked.

(Christian laughs)

- At least the hands are looking good.

- Whatever. You are something else.

Imma call you when I make it home.

- Alright, my babe.

(door clunking)

Hey, Ma.

- Go take this somewhere safe.

- Alright.

- My Ma.

What's up, Ma?

- Hey Jalen, how you doing?

- I'm alright.

- Hey, Chantelle.

- What just happened?

- Mom, be nice.

Ain't you got it smelling good. What you doing?

- Get out.

Don't put your hands in my pot until you wash.

And don't play with me.

You know I ain't one of these young-ass hoes

that don't know how to make nothing but Chicken Alfredo.

I can cook. I just do it when I want to.

- And so do I.

- Come on y'all.

Can we have a good family event today, please?

- Absolutely.

The family can.

- Hey, can you make us some plates so we can eat?

(door clunking)

- Damn, Ma, you got it smelling good as hell in here.

- Hey, everybody.

- Hey, how y'all doing?

- Hey, girl.

- Hey, hun.

Ooh, look at you.

How my grandbaby doing?

- Besides your grandbaby thinking it's cute

to keep me up all night kicking, we're good.

- Starting already, hm.

Oh, before I forget, I got your cobbler.

Made it just how you like it, with the extra crust?

- Yes, that sounds like you love me.

How you know I was craving sweets?

- [Chantelle] Girl, I went through

the same thing with Carter.

Ain't nothing sweet about him now.

(both laughing)

- [Carter] Dang. - That's all.

I'm taking it home and putting it right in refrigerator.

For me.

- Jalen, are you ready to go?

Or you expecting me to sit here

and hold these plates all day?

- Man, come on.

- I'll be glad when he see that bitch

for the conniving ho she is.

She can't fool me.

- Mom, be nice.

Piper can be a little bitchy,

but she really is cool once you get to know her.

- Cool my ass.

I wouldn't trust that bitch as far as I can throw her.

(Carter laughs)

And all that fake-ass ass she carrying around,

that wouldn't be very far.

- Ma, how you know her ass fake?

- [Chantelle] Because it don't move.

Am I lying?

- [Carter] You crazy.

You need some help?

- Yeah, here baby.

- Get this for you.

Now we about to go up in here.

- [Chantelle] Y'all go in there.

I'll be in there shortly.

- My, it's crazy.

- Stop, stop.

- Hey, look what's up, brother.

- What's up, sis?

- What's up with y'all?

- Hey you, how y'all doing?

- Chilling and chilling.

- Damn, bro, you have it good ain't you?

- Yeah, fuck you.

- Hey, man, y'all not start no shit.

- We good, bro.

I knew he was gonna try me one day.

Just like your ass did.

Same results.

All niggas gonna know who the big brother is.

- Talking crazy.

- Nigga needed to jump your ass.

- [Carter] Hell yeah.

- (chuckles) Y'all can relax

because ain't nobody jumping my men at this table.

- Calm down, killer.

These niggas know what's up.

- [Jalen] Yeah.

(Carter laughs)

- Huh, bro.

- What's this for?

- Shit, it's on me.

Go ahead and do what you need to do.

- Sure, I will.

- Look at your spoiled ass, nigga.

- You act like you ain't been around forever.

You little bro too.

- This is some real shit, dog,

but I can't take this, bro.

Nigga, this is handout.

I'm like your little brother

but I ain't your little brother.

This a handout, bro, I can't.

I gotta get off my ass and get it.

- Shit, I'll have it.

(all laugh)

- I can't do nothing but respect that.

Shit, if you ever need anything let me know.

We family, nigga.

- It's on you.

- Who getting their ass busted?

- Your brother.

- Now, come on now.

You know better than that.

- [Carter] I got next.

- Hey y'all.

- What this ho-ass nigga doing here?

- Carter! (ominous music)

- This is my motherfucking house.

Khalil is my guest and you will respect that.

You understand me?

- I ain't respecting no nigga that don't pay bills.

- [Chantelle] You know what?

I'm getting real motherfucking tired

of your disrespectful-ass attitude.

This is my shit,

and he can lay up in this motherfucker when he wants to.

You don't run shit.

- Tell him to pay a bill then.

- Ain't a problem, playboy.

- It shouldn't be.

Man, you've been around forever for free.

- I did a lot of shit

around this motherfucker too, little nigga.

I ain't gotta go around

broadcasting every little move I make. You hear me?

- What you saying?

- You gotta take you and your disrespectful-ass attitude

and leave now.

- Come on Destiny, let's go.

- Carter, calm down.

- I said let's go.

(ominous music)

- I'm sorry, Ma.

- It ain't your fault, baby.

It's mine for letting Carter think he can run around

this motherfucker talking crazy to everybody

'cause he pay a few bills.

That shit gonna stop today.

- Alright, I'll call you later.

- Don't forget your cobbler.

It's on the table right there.

- [Destiny] Okay.

(door clunking)

- Okay, everybody, it's time to go.

I ain't in the mood for this shit no more.

(Piper clears throat)

- Well good because I was ready to leave anyway.

- We'll be home, bro.

We got some shit.

Put some on the floor, okay.

- Man, - Okay.

- Shit, let me know, bro.

(guests muttering)

(slow somber R&B music)

- So have you talked to Christian about what he going to do?

Is he going to college or something?

- I don't know.

- Ain't that something you can talk to him about?

- Damn, he just graduated three weeks ago.

Can he have a minute to breathe and think?

- Fuck no, not if that little nigga gotta eat.

It's time for you to let him grow up

and become a man, Telle.

- He good for now. That's what he got us for.

* Imma ignore the pressure *

- I fuck with you on Christian heavy.

Not to mention that pussy hitting good than a motherfucker.

Ain't no pussy good enough for me

to take care of a grown-ass man, baby.

That ain't gonna happen.

- You act like you ain't been around

my kids their whole life.

- I sat here and watched these little niggas run around,

do whatever the fuck they wanted to do.

While you ripping and running the streets,

chase behind motherfuckers.

(slow somber R&B music)

- Are you forgetting

when I was ripping and running the streets

I was with your ass most of the time, nigga?

Did you forget that?

- I ain't forget.

But it was some not most.

That's the only reason why I ain't fought Carter

and blow this up into something.

* Baby won't do what I want *

- You know what?

Watch your mouth and watch how you speak on my son.

Carter talks shit, he do.

But he love his brother,

and he ain't gonna see him out here fucked up.

That I know

- That's what your problem is.

Give these little niggas too much credit, babe.

- No, I gave your ass too much credit apparently.

See yourself out.

(slow somber R&B music)

* I can't believe I stayed *

- That be fucked up.

That's why these little niggas run over your ass.

- Lock my door.

Lazy-ass.

(door clunking) (chilled R&B music)

- [Domone] Come on, bro.

- [Christian] Man, sound.

- [Blaze] Domone, what's the word?

- Shit, what's up?

- Chilling, dog.

- Lemme holler at my brother real quick.

- You remember my nigga Christian, don't you?

- Yeah. What up?

- What up, dog?

- [Domone] Hey, we need to holler at you

about something though.

- Shit, what's up?

- Yeah, I know you hate the small talk

so I'm gonna get straight to the shit.

My nigga trying to get put onto some work.

- You ever saw work before?

- A little weed here and there in high school.

- This nigga talking about a little weed

here and there in high school.

This ain't no nickels and dimes, my boy.

- He straight though. He good.

(chilled R&B music)

- Come here, baby.

(chilled R&B music)

- Straight.

(chilled R&B music)

- Blood or not,

this nigga fuck that bag up,

Mama gonna be getting that black dress ready.

And I'm killing both of you niggas.

(chilled R&B music)

(distant horns honking)

- What? What are you doing here?

- Being that you won't return any of my calls,

the only way that I could talk to my own damn daughter

is to pop up at your job.

- Wait, I know you ain't coming to my job

acting all ghetto and shit.

- Ghetto?

(ominous music)

Listen, bitch.

Kill the uppity act, okay, because I know for real.

Hell, the only reason you even got this damn job

is because you were sucking the professor's dick, uh-huh.

All during nursing school just to get passing grades

while living in my house rent free.

- Are you forgetting these the same dick-sucking skills

that kept food on the table and clothes on me,

my brother and my sister back.

- As you should.

- It was your slutty-ass allegations that ran my man away.

- Your man?

Your man was raping me every chance that he got.

. Bitch, stop lying.

You been fucking since you was 12 years old.

Ain't nobody rape you.

(scoffs) You were fucking him at your own free will.

- You are sick.

- (cackles) Come on.

Are you forgetting

that I caught you sucking his dick like a porn star.

- Only after he threatened

to start raping my sister if I didn't.

See, this is the exact reason why I left

and never looked back.

- No, you left and you didn't look back

because you a selfish-ass bitch.

- Selfish?

I'm the same bitch that sent money

to my brother and sister every month.

Girl, them crumbs ain't shit.

What they need is a relationship with their damn sister.

I might not see them as much as I would like

but we talk on the phone all of the time.

And just because you don't see our relationship

damn sure don't mean we ain't got one.

(ominous music)

- Look, I just found out that I have stage four cancer.

So I'm not gonna live that long. Alight?

(somber piano music)

And you gonna be all that they have left.

And although that really ain't shit

it's better than nothing.

(somber piano music)

(siren blares)

- [Eric] Fuck, man.

- [Christian] These niggas always know

how to fuck up a good night.

- [Eric] Just chill, bro.

Don't say nothing, bro, just chill.

- [Christian] Watch this shit.

- [Eric] Bro, chill, just be smooth.

- [Christian] I'm chilling, bitch.

(ominous music)

- Good evening, gentleman.

- [Christian] How you doing?

- You know why I stopped you today?

- [Christian] No, but I hope for your sake

it's a constitutional reason 'cause I know my rights.

- [Eric] Constitutional rights?

What you know about commissary?

- License and registration, proof of insurance.

(ominous music)

- [Christian] Here you go, Mr. Officer.

- Anything illegal in the car I need to know about?

- [Christian] No sir.

- Alright, hang tight, I'll be right back.

- [Christian] Do I have a choice?

- [Eric] Nigga, what the fuck you getting so sarcastic

with them police like that for.

- [Christian] Man, chill out.

When the cops know you up on your shit,

they be scared to fuck with you.

Last thing they want is a fucking lawsuit on their hands.

- [Eric] Then tell that to them niggas

who ass they be beating every day, nigga.

They'll fuck us up out here.

- [Christian] Chill out.

My license good.

And my brother keep his shit squeaky clean, nigga.

So we good, you hear me?

- [Eric] These niggas'll fuck us up out here with this.

- [Christian] Shut up, man.

Chill out.

(police radio crackling)

You're like a bitch.

- [Eric] Don't move too fast.

- Alright boys, step out the car.

- [Christian] For what?

- Look, this car was reported stolen,

so I need you to step out right now.

(dramatic music)

- [Eric] Stolen?

- [Christian] Come on.

(police radio chattering)

(cuffs clinking)

(ominous music)

(police radio chattering)

(ominous music)

(door clunking)

Mm.

- You got that bag for my brother getting in a truck

of this nigga Carter car, nigga.

- How the fuck am I supposed to know how?

- How the fuck it get back there?

- Nigga, I'm telling you.

I don't know how that shit got in the car.

- So what now, Mr. Constitutional fucking rights?

- Oh, hm.

(officer sighs)

- They going down.

(dramatic music)

(tense music)

(footsteps approaching)

- Khalil, get up, it's time to go.

- What? What's going on?

- Family shit, aight.

I'll hit you up later.

- You want me to go with you?

- Hell no.

Not 'til I figure out what's going on with Christian.

The last thing I need is you and Carter into it

'cause you with me, mm-mm.

- That ain't even about that.

You done roll with a nigga through a lot of shit, huh.

- Because that's what real bitches do.

But where's all this coming from?

I hope you ain't giving me this mushy-ass speech

'cause you don't how the money I asked you for.

- (chuckles) And that's the shit

I'm talking about right there.

You're ass too old for all this gold digging shit.

That shit play.

- Y'all niggas kill me.

Y'all wanna fuck on a bitch all day,

lay up in our house all night for free.

How the fuck does that work?

- I ain't never been no tight-ass nigga.

I blew a bag on you, baby.

But I just wanna make sure you was the right one.

And that you are.

- So what you trying to say?

- I know you think I make all this money off the streets

but a nigga done ran up a check

fucking with that real estate shit.

It's time for us to get the fuck up outta here.

- Where?

Where Khalil?

Where?

- We just need to get the fuck up outta here, baby.

I-I mean, ain't you tired of running behind Carter

and, and all that bullshit?

And dealing with all these ho-ass niggas

just to pay your bills.

- What Imma do with Christian?

I can't just leave him.

- You can bring him with us.

I got a five bedroom crib down there in Texas.

I show him the real estate game

and so he can make his own money legally.

Ain't gotta deal with all this bullshit.

- Alright, let me go handle the situation

and we'll talk about it, okay?

Okay.

- I hope to be hearing from you soon.

- You will, I'm gonna call you later.

(somber music)

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

- Yeah Ma, what's going on?

- [Chantelle] Carter, get up.

Need you and Jalen to meet me at the police station.

- Calm down. What's going on?

- [Chantelle] Your brother got his ass into trouble.

- Alright, I'm on my way.

- I'm going too.

- No, stay your ass here.

I'll call you when I get down there.

- Alright.

You don't start.

(ominous music)

(phone ringing)

- Ma. What the fuck going on?

- Christian called, (massage alert dinging)

said him and Eric got arrested.

- Arrested? For what? (phone ringing)

- I don't know.

I'm waiting on him to gimme some information now.

- Can't be nothing too serious.

Christian ain't into no shit. (phone ringing)

- Well, something happened.

His ass locked up. (message alert dinging)

- Who is that blowing you up this time of night?

- Destiny ass probably worried

about what's going on with Christian.

- Ma'am?

- Yes, yes.

- So your son will be released

pending further investigation.

- Pending further investigation?

What the fuck y'all lock him up for anyway?

- Sir, I need you to lower your voice.

Now, I can't give out no more information.

That's all I can give you.

- (sighs) Man.

- I'll be right back.

- This is bullshit.

(tense music)

(phone ringing)

- Hey, I need you to put your ear to the street.

Something's going on with Christian.

And I'd like to find out what.

(sinister music)

(Destiny groans)

(phone ringing)

(Destiny groans)

(phone ringing)

- Come on.

Why's he not answering the phone?

(sinister music)

(Destiny groans)

(pages rustling)

(sinister music)

(Destiny groans)

(sinister music)

- Hey, what the fuck y'all done got in to?

- Man, you gotta talk to Christian about that shit.

- Nigga, I'm talking to you.

The fuck happened?

- Nigga, we got fronted some work and the shit went bad.

That's what happened.

- Some work?

Who the fuck gave y'all some work?

- Man, I ain't getting into that.

- Nigga, you getting all the way into that.

Who the fuck gave y'all some work?

(ominous piano music)

- Khalil, man.

- Khalil?

- Carter, you go on and check on Destiny.

I'm gonna wait on Christian, okay.

- You sure?

- Yeah, they let Eric out.

Christian shouldn't be too much longer.

- Alright, keep me posted.

(ominous piano music)

- What the fuck is wrong with you, Christian?

Selling drugs, really?

- I was just trying to make a few dollars.

I can't depend on Carter.

Shit, you shouldn't either.

- Now you gonna disrespect me sitting in my car

just like your fucking brother.

(ominous music)

I know you hear me talking to you.

(message alert chimes) Don't ignore me.

- Fuck, man.

- Christian, have you lost your damn mind?

- Ma.

- What?

- I'm in trouble.

- What kinda trouble?

- Like life or death.

Literally.

(ominous music)

- Hey girl, you came to visit.

Let me find out you missing us already.

- I think I'm going into labor early.

- What?

Where is Carter?

- I don't know.

Something happened to Christian.

He left the house about a hour ago.

I keep calling his phone

but it's going straight to voicemail.

- Okay.

Uh, Danielle, please take her to room four.

I'll page Dr. Green ASAP.

- Come on, Destiny.

Let's get you settled into a hospital gown.

Okay babe?

Wait, gimme your phone.

I'll keep trying to call Carter and see what's going on.

- Okay.

Thank you.

- No problem at all, right.

(somber music)

(machines beeping)

- Hey, how's her vitals?

- Um, everything looks good.

Her blood pressure is a little on the high side.

Nothing to worry too much about, okay.

I'm sure it's just because of the pain, um,

but I'll go to double check to see if we can

get her something for the pain. Okay?

- Okay.

Dr. Green should be here shortly.

She was finishing a labor and delivery when I paged her.

- [Danielle] Okay, well perfect then.

I'll be back in a second.

I have to run and check on a few other patients, okay?

- Okay, thank you.

- [Danielle] Okay.

- Did you talk to Carter yet?

- No, but he should be here soon.

- He better be.

I'm gonna be so mad at him

if he missed the birth of our child.

- He won't. Don't worry.

- Come take this IV off me. I gotta use the bathroom.

- Now, you know you should not be getting outta bed

until the doctor examine you.

- Hey, but I'm going to the bathroom,

not the grocery store.

Hurry up.

- [Piper] Okay.

(machines beeping)

- Thank you.

Ooh.

And check with Danielle about my pain medicine.

- Okay.

(ominous piano music)

- Whoa, thanks.

(Destiny groans)

(ominous music)

- [Danielle] I'm back.

Here you go.

- Thank you so much.

- It's only aspirin so it might not help much

but, hey, it's better than nothing, right?

- Girl, I would take anything right now.

- Okay.

I'll take that.

- Thank you so much.

- Of course.

Let's get you hooked back up to your IV.

(ominous music)

- Hey, where did Piper go?

- She'll be back shortly.

But you get some rest until the doctor gets here.

- Tell that to this baby that's trying

to make his grand entrance today.

(Danielle chuckles)

- [Danielle] Okay, I'll be back

and you know to hit the call button

if you need anything, okay?

- Yes, alright.

Thank you again.

- [Danielle] Of course.

(machines beeping)

(chilled R&B music)

- Long time, no see.

- My nigga, Khalil.

What's going on with you man?

- What's been up, my nigga.

- Shit, same old shit, man, same ol'.

- Yeah.

What bring to my neck of the woods?

(chilled R&B music)

- I hear my girl's son owe you a little tag.

- [Brody] 10 K.

* I got some shit for you to sift through *

* I know I wasn't perfect but you really gonna kill me *

* Been a long ways not to *

(cash slapping)

Mm-mm.

Five extra K for late fees.

* When the world was trying to kill me *

- Trying to wax me up?

- You know how this shit go.

- That's another 10, dog.

Don't front that little nigga no work no more.

Next time I come to you,

ain't gonna be to get caught up on the old times, Brody.

(pensive piano music)

(ominous music)

- Yeah, that pussy must be gooder than a motherfucker.

(Brody laughs)

- Yeah, so you know I took care

of that business for you, right?

So you think about what we talked about?

Sounds like you need to be packing there.

(lid clunking)

(bag thudding)

(dramatic music) (gun firing)

(machines beeping)

(Destiny groaning)

- Nurse!

- Destiny, what's, what's going on?

What's wrong? - I don't know.

- What's..?

(Destiny groans)

I need a doctor in here.

Now!

I just need you to breathe, okay?

- What the hell happened?

- I gave her the two aspirin about an hour ago

like you instructed me to.

30 minutes ago she was just fine, I swear.

Dest, just breathe, babe.

Just breathe.

- [Dr. Green] Destiny, stay calm.

It's okay.

We're gonna figure out what's going on.

Listen to me, Destiny.

I know you don't want to hear this right now,

but if you wanna save your baby,

we gotta deliver her right now.

- No, I can't.

Daddy's not here.

- [Danielle] I'm here, I'm here with you, okay.

- [Dr. Green] Unfortunately you don't have another option.

I'll be right back.

- [Danielle] Everything's gonna be fine.

You don't have to do this alone, okay.

Just breathe with me, okay.

Breathe. Breathe.

Everything's gonna be fine.

(somber music)

* I thought it was right *

* Everything that I had inside my mind *

* Yeah, it felt so good *

* Walking next to you *

* You said you liked me too *

* Words I thought were true *

* Yeah, it felt so good *

* Sometimes I wonder why *

* We were something 'cause we're nothing *

* Your heartbeat *

* Everything felt so right for such a long time *

* Ah *

(melancholy piano music)

- (crying) She died.

- What?

- (crying) Our baby died.

(Destiny bawls)

(melancholy piano music)

(Destiny whimpers)

(melancholy piano music)

(Destiny sobs)

Careful.

(melancholy piano music)

(Destiny bawls)

No.

- I'm sorry, but I have to take her now.

- Wait, what?

- (whispering) I'm sorry,

(Destiny sobs)

- Our baby.

- [Danielle] I'm so sorry for your loss, Destiny.

(Destiny sobs)

- Where were you?

Where were you?

- I told you I had to take care of some stuff for Christian.

- And that was more important than being here

for me and your baby.

- Baby, when I left the house, you was doing perfectly fine.

What happened from then to now?

- So none of my missed calls

alerted you that something was wrong with me?

- Missed calls?

I don't have any missed calls.

If I would've never stopped at the house

and looked at the letter you left me

I wouldn't even know you was up here.

- Carter, stop lying.

Piper told me she called you.

- Dest, I'm not lying.

I have no missed calls.

(ominous music)

- What?

That's weird.

- [Carter] Where's your phone at?

- Piper got it still

- Piper got it?

Okay, where's Piper at?

Why would she leave you here by yourself?

- I don't know.

Everything happened so fast.

Let me see your phone

so I can see if I can check the location.

(machines beeping)

(ominous music)

(Destiny whimpers)

what?

Why is Piper downtown?

- Downtown?

What the fuck?

- She at least could have left my phone here.

- Fuck that bitch.

That's the last thing

you need to be worried about right now.

(ominous music)

- [Danielle] Oh Destiny.

So I do have to get some blood

so that we can run a few tests. Okay?

(ominous music)

(Destiny whimpers)

(machines beeping)

(sinister music)

(melancholy music)

(Destiny whimpers)

Just...

That's good.

Um, I'll just run this down so that we can go ahead

and run the lips and everything, okay?

- Okay.

(melancholy music)

- Okay.

Alright Jess.

I'm about to go to the house, grab your bag for the night.

Do you need anything?

You sure?

Okay, I promise I'm gonna be right back. Alright?

(ominous music)

Hey, Danielle.

- Hey Carter, did you need something?

- Yeah, what happened with Destiny earlier?

- Listen, I'm just as confused as you are.

She came in saying that she was having slight stomach pains,

but that's nothing abnormal for her stage of pregnancy.

- So nothing out the norm?

- No, I checked all of her vitals

and everything looked good.

I mean, her blood pressure was a little high

but nothing alarming.

And when I left outta the hospital room,

her and Piper was talking and laughing

and everything seemed fine. - Piper?

- Piper was treating her?

- Er, yeah, she is on duty tonight.

- Where's she at now?

- Hm, that's a good question.

I thought she was on lunch

but she should've been back by now.

- Excuse me, nurse.

- Yes. Hi.

- Talk to you later.

- Did you get a chance to get Ms. Wilson's blood samples?

- [Danielle] I did, I actually have the samples right here.

- Can you send those over to the lab as soon as possible.

- [Danielle] Okay.

- [Dr. Green] And can you please have them checked

for anything out of the ordinary?

- I'll get right on it.

- Thank you so much.

Something in my gut is telling me

something's not alright about this.

(ominous music)

- So it took me being on my deathbed

to finally get you here, huh?

(ominous music)

- The point is I'm here now.

I'm not about to keep punishing my brother and sister

for your mistakes.

- Piper, I'm sorry.

He confessed and he told me what he did to you.

And I should have believed you.

- We here now, Ma.

It's time to just focus on you getting better.

I'm so sorry.

- [Ivy] Oh my God, Piper.

- Sis.

- I can't believe you here.

- Me neither.

But it's time I started being a big sister

that you and Derrick really need right now.

- I missed you so much.

- I missed you too.

Imma just stay here for tonight.

I got a few extra weeks I can take off to use

to help with mom's medical care.

- That's good 'cause it's getting hard to take care of mom

with her being sick and all.

- I guess being a nurse come in handy after all.

(Ivy chuckles)

- You got a bag?

I could go put it in the guest room.

- Oh yeah, it's in my car.

- Okay, I could go grab it for you.

I gotta go get my charger out the car anyways.

- Okay, just make sure you like my doors, girl.

- Whatever.

Can I throw your jacket on real quick?

- Sure.

- Alright. (chuckles)

Ooh, I like this one.

I might have to steal this. Mm-mm.

- Here we go already.

- Yeah, you got a lot to catch up on.

(somber music)

* We been down this road before *

* We just didn't think that we'd be here together *

* We been on our own before * (gun firing)

* We just thought that we would last forever *

* If I wasn't good enough you should have said it *

* You the one who said you wanted this forever *

* You went and got this ring and got that shit embedded *

* Fuck this *

* So now you gotta sit there, well, you gonna regret this *

* You gonna get the message *

* 'Cause every time you hit my line *

* It's gonna be disconnected *

* When you got love and a happy home *

- I'm so glad to be home.

- Who you telling?

* Should've kept your interest special *

* Fuck you and your perspective *

* You gonna know *

You alright?

You need anything?

- Yeah, I'm okay.

I'm just tired, I think I'm gonna take a nap.

* Gonna feel your burn *

- Here, I gotta go check on Christian.

His girlfriend just died.

- Oh my God.

What happened?

- I don't know.

Everybody calling, screaming, yelling.

I'm about to go figure it out now.

- That is so fucked up.

* If love *

- But do you need anything?

- No, I'm okay.

Oh, if I talk to Piper,

I need you to pick my phone off them.

- Fuck that phone.

- Baby, you need to be nice.

I'm sure once I talk to Piper

she'll have a logical explanation

of why she haven't answered the phone.

And whether you like it or not,

Piper is Jalen's girlfriend

and I got a feeling she gonna be around for a long time.

* Just like a star across my sky *

- Yeah, I doubt that.

* Just like an angel *

- What you mean?

- Nothing, baby.

Don't worry about it.

Going to Mama house, check on Christian.

I promise I'll be right back. (kisses)

* But I'm a rolling stone *

* With everything except a home *

* Now I know the toll for all the souls *

- Damn, baby bro.

- It's fucked up, you know?

- Sorry about this shit.

What happened?

- Man, this shit crazy.

One minute we was on the phone

talking about our plans for the weekend.

Then the next minute her mama calling me

telling me she been shot.

- Shot?

Fuck she into to get shot?

(sinister music)

- Small world, huh?

(Christian sighs)

- [Jalen] What's going on, bro?

- Man, dog

- Bro, Christian girlfriend.

That's Piper little sister.

That's what I've been trying to call

and tell you all this time.

- Yeah, I was fucked up, man.

Getting Destiny together at the crib.

- Man, how's Dest doing anyway?

- She's fucked up.

I don't think she gonna bounce back from this one.

- Been trying to stop down there and see her

but all this shit with Piper's sister, bro.

Just ain't been able to make it for real.

- Man, who the fuck would do my sister dirty like this?

- It makes you feel any better,

she talked about you all the time.

I know y'all wasn't that close for the last few years,

she still looked up to you.

- Actually, that only make me feel worse.

I should have been a much better big sister

while I had the time.

You know all I got is regrets and memories.

- Shit, at least you have memories.

- Hey, I gotta get up outta here.

Me and my mom still gotta finalize

some of Ivy's funeral arrangements.

But you're more than welcome to come, Christian.

- I'm good.

Just being there makes this shit too hard.

And I ain't ready for all that yet.

- That's understandable.

I keep you posted on the arrangements, alright?

- Alright. Thank you.

- Man, let me walk you out.

(ominous music)

- Come on, bro, we gotta get up outta here.

(Christian mumbles quietly)

- Trust me, it's gonna help

(Christian sighs)

(distant horn honking)

(Chantelle sobs)

- Mama, what's wrong?

Huh?

- Y'all didn't hear about what happened to Khalil?

- Khalil?

(Chantelle sobs)

- Khalil?

You got bigger shit to worry about than Khalil.

Ho-ass nigga.

- Carter, relax man.

- Relax?

She sitting here crying about Khalil

like his ho-ass ain't get Christian in that bullshit.

- Carter, shut the fuck up.

Khalil didn't have nothing to do with that.

He paid the debt for they dumb ass.

And again you don't know what the fuck you talking about.

- Is anybody gonna tell me what happened?

- Ask your brothers.

They know.

Ask them.

Tell your brother what happened.

- Ma, you tripping.

- Please, please tell me y'all didn't kill y'all father.

Please.

- Father?

- [Chantelle] Yes. - Our father?

- [Chantelle] Yes, your father.

Yes.

Since you know so damn much.

(sinister music)

- The fuck we just do?

(sinister music)

(knuckles knocking)

(knocking continues)

(ominous music)

(footsteps shuffling)

(door squeaking)

- [Security System] Front door.

- Hey girl, what you doing here?

I have something I think you might need to see.

And please call me if you need anything.

I mean it.

- Okay.

(ominous music)

(door squeaks)

(envelope rustling)

(sinister music)-

(fist smacking) (Carter grunting)

(body thudding)

- [Carter] Fuck.

The fuck?

This what the fuck we on?

- Exactly what we on, nigga.

Nigga, you think I ain't know

you was fucking Piper all this time behind my back?

- So you gonna kill me, bro?

Over a rat-bitch?

- It ain't even about that.

How would you feel if I was fucking your bitch, nigga?

(ominous music)

- Where is Destiny?

Nigga, I don't give a fuck what you do to me.

Leave her out of it.

She ain't got shit to do with this.

That's where you wrong, bro.

Nigga, Destiny got everything to do with this.

(tense music)

- The fuck?

So what, y'all fucking?

(sinister music)

(Jalen laughs)

- I'm gonna let her tell you.

- Did you think you was the only one

keeping secrets around this motherfucker?

See, me and your brother keep a few secrets too.

- Mm.

- Bitch, stop playing with me.

- Boy, ain't nobody playing but you.

See, I thought after I planted that work

that I found stashed in the house in your car

then reporting the car stolen would get your ass locked up.

But I see that ain't go according as planned.

- You dirty bitch.

So, you the reason Christian almost got locked up?

- Dirty?

You got your nerve calling me dirty

after all the shit you done did.

- Jalen, I'm dead-ass wrong for fucking your girl.

But did you not hear what the fuck she just said?

- Nigga, I ain't know shit about that.

- You do now, nigga!

- Fuck Christian going to jail.

At least he ain't have to die like my baby had to

behind your bullshit.

Your bitch is the reason why I lost my baby.

- You don't think that shit hurt me?

That was my seed too.

- No it wasn't.

- The fuck you just say?

- You heard me.

The child that I lost wasn't your baby.

You see, this whole time

he thought he was about to be a daddy,

when you were about to be an uncle. (cackles)

- Bitch, you lying.

- [Destiny] Am I?

Am I?

Tell him, baby,

- Uh-huh.

- Tell your brother that you were the father of my child.

- That's true.

- So this is the type of motherfucker

you put your trust into?

She do this shit to me, nigga,

what the fuck you think she gonna do to you?

You know what, I ain't even mad at none of this shit.

We supposed to be brothers.

Supposed to be better than that.

Supposed to bind by blood.

(gun firing)

(body thudding)

Goddam, bro, you scared the fuck outta me.

Thought you was really gonna kill me.

- No, that's just payback for all the times

you was whooping me and Christian's ass.

- Shit, we even now.

- We even. (hands slapping)

(convicts shouting)

(door clanging)

(moody R&B music)

* My decisions wasn't supposed to hurt you *

* But I guess it's karma for me *

* Try to take my life, I'll take your life *

* And now we bound by blood *

* This game was never gonna take you *

* Where you thought it was *

* I gave my sweat and I gave my tears *

* You already know stuff *

* You tried to put your best foot forward *

* But you overstepped *

* And now we bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* And now we bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Blood brothers, no, we can't get no closer *

* Try to bury me, I put you on the ocean *

* That's for that ho shit *

* And that's for that old shit *

* Already know my moves *

* You already know what I do *

* To ho-ass niggas like you *

* Act like you love yourself *

* Oh, we about to find out who the baddest in the room *

* Blood money, Imma bleach it and bloom *

* Fine China, this ain't no silver spoon *

* You can tell by the way that I move *

* I choreograph everything that I do *

* I advise that you stay out my way *

* I never thought when it come to the pain *

* Probably 'cause I got too much *

* When I spill his blood, it slice spilling Champagne *

* Hey *

* My decisions wasn't supposed to hurt you *

* But I guess it's karma for me *

* I was only moving how I learned to *

* If you know better you would do better *

* Try to take my life, I take your life *

* And now we bound by blood *

* This game was never gonna take you *

* Where you thought it was *

* I gave my sweat and I gave my tears *

* You already know what's left *

* You tried to put your best foot forward *

* But you overstepped *

* And now we bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* And now we bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Yeah *

* My decisions wasn't supposed to hurt you *

* But I guess it's karma for me *

* I was only moving how I learned to *

* If you know better, you would do better *

* But I didn't know *

* And now we bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* And now we bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* Bound by blood *

* How was I supposed to know *

* How was I supposed to know *

* I can't believe I would've never known *

* If you had never told me *

* But I can't lie, I wish you didn't though *

* I'm not a liar but you know what they say *

* It can't hurt you if you didn't know *

* Man, it be your own people *

* Blood bound, I relate to the wrong people *

* And I been out here doing shit that I don't need to *

* If you knew better, you would do better *

* But I didn't know *

* How was I supposed to know *

* Wouldn't have done you wrong *

* Shoulda never told me *

* Night is not good karma *

* But I'll be home soon *

* If I'm wrong then I'm wrong *

* But it don't make it right *

* Its a guilty conscience *

* How was I supposed to know *

* Oh *

* How was I supposed to know *

* Oh *

* How was I supposed to know *

(sinister music)

(ethereal music)