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(water splashing) (sea roaring)

(suspenseful music)

(gun cocking) (suspenseful music continues)

(gunshots firing) (suspenseful music continues)

(heart beating) (suspenseful music continues)

- [Christian] My parents were murdered

when I was 10 years old.

I haven't slept peacefully since, I'm 17 now.

Hmm, and I won't sleep peacefully till they're all dead.

(heart beating) (uptempo music starts)

* Dead to me, RIP buried (rapping in foreign language)

* Dead to me, RIP buried (rapping in foreign language)

* (rapping in foreign language)

* And I live to tell the tale (rapping in foreign language)

* Coffin in a nail, buried so deep in your excrete

* (rapping in foreign language)

* I've been mute, mute, I've been discreet

* (rapping in foreign language)

* (rapping in foreign language)

* Dead to me, RIP buried

* Angry mob coming for you, bitch force ready

(suspenseful music ends) (birds chirping)

(closes car door) (rain falling)

(suspenseful music)

(door thudding) (gun cocking)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Really, come on, bro.

Right here in front of my wife though?

- Not if you gimme a name.

- Al, what is going on?

- Don't worry baby, everything gonna be all right.

- Don't do that. - Do what?

- Make promises. (suspenseful music continues)

(birds chirping) (suspenseful music continues)

- You're driving. (birds chirping)

(rain tapping car)

(keys jingling) (raindrops tapping car)

You're gonna keep straight and you make

a right on the first stop sign.

(raindrops tapping car)

- I'm not the man I used to be.

You know who it is in such thing as forgiveness.

- Yeah, I remember my mother and father

begging for forgiveness. (rain tapping car)

(ignition turning) (care engine humming)

(car beeping) (raindrops tapping car)

(crickets chirping)

(suspenseful music)

(twigs snapping) (birds chirping)

(suspenseful music continues)

(gunshot firing) (Al's body dropping)

(suspenseful music continues) (birds chirping)

- [Reporter] I'm standing here about 25 yards

from a wooded area located outside of

the Bristol community where a woman was

apparently walking her dog and stumbled across

the body of a dead man.

Information is still coming in,

but from what I've gathered so far,

he was killed execution style.

As you can see, there are a group of concerned residents

watching from a distance.

I spoke with one of them and he informed me

that nothing like this has ever happened

in this community since he's lived here.

And he is now concerned that he has to think second

before allowing his kids to come out to play.

Lorenzo White, reporting Channel Six News, Bridget.

(light ambient music) (thunder rumbling)

- See, this between me and you, don't hurt my family.

- So you don't think stealing $25,000 from me

was gonna hurt my family and I'm supposed

to be concerned about yours? (ambient music continues)

(computer tapping) (ambient music continues)

(tires crunching asphalt) (ambient music continues)

- All right, give me a hug.

Love you, all right? - Love you, too.

- Have a good day. (ambient music)

(closes car door)

(ambient music continues)

(ambient music fades)

(dramatic music)

- [Sophie] What's wrong, Britney?

- Why can't I just ride the bus

to school like everyone else?

- We already had this conversation already.

- I know.

It's just, I just wanna be normal.

- You are normal.

You are as pretty as they come.

- No, no, I'm not mom.

Boys won't even look at me

because they know who my father is.

- Look, Britney, each family is different.

Each family have their own set of problems

that they have to deal with, and these are ours.

- Yeah, I get that.

But I'm also the only teenager who gets picked up

and dropped off from school by paid security.

I feel like I'm in prison.

- And you also the only teenager

that got kidnapped for ransom last year.

Did you forget that? - Yeah.

Well, that's dad's fault.

If he was really legit, then we wouldn't

have to live like this. (dramatic music continues)

(footsteps lightly thudding)

- What was all that about? (dramatic music ends)

(keys jangling) (closes door)

(book bag crackling) (crowbar clanking)

(ambient music) (plastic crinkling)

(air pumping) (ambient music)

(door unlocking) (latch clicking)

- [Christian] There you go.

(ambient music continues)

(book bag zipping) (closes car door)

(indistinct) (ambient music continues)

(suspenseful music)

(loud banging) (deep thudding)

(closes car door) (man exhaling)

(man screaming)

- What the fuck, man?

- [Christian] Al, gave me your name.

- Al, why would he do something like that?

- Just think about it for a second?

- What, what do you want?

- Just gimme a name. - Fuck you, nigga!

God damn, wait a minute.

If I get your name, you'll lemme go?

- [Christian] Fuck no!

- Well, fuck it then, get that shit over!

- I know where your daughter lives, man.

So get to it. - The fuck?

(suspenseful music) God damn it!

- Hold on, hold on.

If you gimme a name, I might let the daughter live.

(heavy breathing) (dramatic music)

Take it.

Take the fucking paper, now write the name on it.

- [Man] This is fucked up man.

We just started spending time together.

This really fucked up!

Here's your fucking name!

Fuck out of here! (gun cocking)

(rifle firing) (suspenseful music)

(closes car door)

(dramatic ominous music)

* Yeah

* Yeah

* Yeah

* I got bad thoughts that make my mind scared

*Hold me hostage and they don't fight fair

* Who going to pray for me and wipe on my tears

* Who going to save me if you not right here

* Move this darkness and make my sight clear

* Take me your way 'cause I don't like here

* Ghost of my past

* They feeling the night air

* Wake me up, I'm trapped in my nightmares

(ominous music continues)

* Wake me up I'm trapped in my nightmares

* Drowning, drowning

* I'm off the deep end, apparitions of all my demons

* All my thoughts are committing treason

* All alone, who gonna hear me screaming, ah

* Manifestations of my fears

* Regrets that stretched out for light years

* Can almost touch the light, homie it's right there

* Body free but trapped in my nightmares

* Wake me up don't let me drown

* All the lights are fading now

* All my life is fading now

* All my life is fading now

* Take me up, don't let me drown

(dramatic music fades)

(closes car door)

- Jose. - Hey, hey.

What's up baby, how you feeling?

- What's going on man?

How you feel? - Good man.

Ready to get baby girl to school.

Let her learn a little something.

- All yeah, make sure you get her there safe, man.

- [Jose] All right, you know I will.

- All right? (hands clasping)

- I'll call you if I need you. - Okay.

- All right, bet. (car engine running)

(car driving off)

(dramatic ominous music)

(closes car door) (ominous music continues)

(closes car door) (ominous music continues)

(door clicking) (closes car door)

(ominous music continues)

(closes car door) (bag crinkling)

(ominous music continues) (bag thumping floor)

- Yo bro!

What do you want?

The car?

Oh, you can have that.

What do you want, my wallet?

- I don't want your money, man.

Just drive. - Drive?

Yo, listen man, I get outta this car right now.

I don't want no problems.

- Listen man, I don't care about none of that, man.

Just drive (ominous music continues)

- Okay, bro.

That's what you want.

Now, where we going?

- Now make a right, go straight on the highway.

Don't stop till I say so, got it?

- All right, bro. (ominous music continues)

Come on, young blood. (sirens in distance blaring)

Do you know who I work for?

- [Christian] I do.

That's exactly why you're here.

(ominous music fades) - Come on, man.

Think about this.

If I don't get his daughter home today,

he's gonna burn this motherfucking city down to find her.

Now, you really don't want- (rifle firing)

(ominous music continues)

(indistinct) (leaves rustling)

(suspenseful music)

- Where's Jose?

- I don't know.

- So why are you driving his car?

- Listen, I don't ask questions.

I just do what I'm told.

- How old are you?

- I hate lying, when I was five years old,

your father and three other men killed my parents.

Ever since then, I vowed to get 'em all back.

I only got two more left.

I'm only using you to get to your father.

I have no intention on hurting you, but I will if I have to.

Gimme your phone.

I know you heard me, gimme your phone!

- Where's Jose, is he dead? - Yeah.

(dramatic music)

(garage door creaking)

(engine humming)

(suspenseful music)

- Over there. (indistinct)

Take off your shoes!

(gun thudding)

(ominous music) (zip tie clicking)

(indistinct)

You need to piss, you piss in there.

(ominous music continues)

(closes door) Louis, come on.

Hey, Louis come on.

What's good, hey boy, come here.

(ominous music)

- [Trent] Yo, where the fuck is you at, Jose?

Where's my daughter?

- This isn't Jose, and I have your daughter.

- [Trent] What the fuck?

Hey man, who the fuck is this?

Hey, man stop playing with me right now.

Who the fuck is this? (phone hitting ground)

Where the fuck is my daughter, do you know who I am?

Do you fucking hear me?

Do you fucking hear me, motherfucker?

Who the fuck is this?

Answer me, motherfucker.

Answer me!

What the fuck? (suspenseful music)

- What the fuck is going on, Trent?

Where is Britney? - I don't know, Sophie.

Gimme a second.

- What the fuck you mean you don't know?

Trent, I swear if something happened to our daughter,

I will fucking kill you myself.

- Sophie, calm down.

- Calm down, are you fucking kidding me?

Our daughter is out there somewhere,

and you telling me to calm down?

I'm calling the cops.

- [Trent] Sophie- - Fuck you, Trent.

Fuck you! - [Trent] Sophie, look.

(Sophie crying)

Sophie, look.

You can't file a police report for at least 24 hours anyway.

- That's fucking bullshit, asshole,

there is no waiting period.

- Sophie, stop it.

She's my daughter too, I'm hurting too.

(suspenseful music continues)

Look, I think I might know who has her.

If it's who I think it is,

we don't want the police involved anyway.

You gotta let me do this my way.

- That's your ways that get us here.

- Sophie, I know.

You just gotta gimme some time.

Let me make some calls, let me make some moves.

- I don't care what you do, Trent,

just get Britney back here,

because I can't see my life without her,

and if you lose her, this right here is over.

(suspenseful music fades)

(bucket dragging)

(indistinct)

(water pouring in bucket) (indistinct)

- Damn Jess, I'm sorry.

(deeply exhaling) - It's okay.

I don't blame you.

I knew what I was getting myself into.

But what makes it so hard is that

he was really trying to change.

Is this really how God repays?

- Britney didn't come home today either.

- What?

Like what do you mean?

- Think I might know who has her.

- As in she's been kidnapped?

And you think it's the same guy?

- Can you describe him.

- Black.

19, 20.

But I remember his eyes.

They were empty.

Like he didn't even have a soul.

What did y'all do to him?

- God forgives, but a man never forgets.

(suspenseful music)

- Hey Trent.

- [Trent] Hey, what's up Candace?

How you feel? - I'm good.

(suspenseful music continues) (closes door)

- Candace, I came by because I wanted

to check to see when the last time you saw Coby.

- A couple of days ago, he took Alicia to the mall.

Oh, hold on, Alicia?

- Yes, mom.

- Hey babe, when was the last time you talked to your dad?

- I've been texting him all day and he hasn't responded.

He's supposed to take me shopping this evening.

- [Candace] Hmm, thank you baby.

That's weird. (ominous music)

- Yeah, that's a little weird to me too.

I've been texting him all day

and I haven't heard from him either.

The last time I talked to him was last night.

So, I'm getting a little concerned myself.

- Trent, are you telling me everything?

- I got keys to his spot.

I'm gonna run over there and check everything out.

Whatever I find out, I'll let you know.

- Please let me know. (ominous music continues)

(dial tone ringing)

- [Coby] Yo, yo, yo.

Your boy Coby man, checking up on your man.

How you been, you been all right?

Get at me.

You know what it is, all right, peace.

(dial tone ringing)

- [Coby] Yo, yo, yo.

Your boy Coby man, checking up on you man.

How you been, you been all right?

Get at me.

You know what it is, all right, peace.

(dogs barking) (suspenseful music)

(door knocking) (suspenseful music continues)

- Hey Trent.

- What's up Rhonda?

You seen Coby

- So you haven't heard.

- Heard what?

- Coby was found dead in the car.

Somebody shot him. - Damn what?

Damn!

I'm sorry Rhonda.

- He just proposed. - Damn!

- So, what's going on Trent?

- Chicken's coming home to roost.

- What about Al, Patrick and Tee?

- Well, Al they found him dead

a couple days ago in the woods.

Tee he died a couple years ago,

like a robbery gone bad.

I gotta get in touch with Patrick.

- How is Sophie and Britney?

- Not good.

Somebody's kidnapped Britney.

And Sophie, she's not speaking to me.

- I'm sorry. (birds chirping)

- Hey Jess.

- [Jessica] Hey, what's going on?

- Yeah, I just left his place.

- [Jessica] What you found out?

Is he okay? - Nah, it's not good.

You still there?

- [Jessica] Yeah.

- Yeah, I'm sorry again, Jess.

- [Jessica] I gotta go.

- What's up? - What's happening?

- Shit. - Hey Alan, Coby dead.

- Hey man, get the fuck outta here.

- They gone bro.

- So what's up?

- Man, you remember D'angelo and Vicky?

- Yeah? - They little son.

He all grown up now. - So what we next?

He's got Britney. - Damn slim.

See I told Tee to kill that little motherfucker, man.

He ain't gonna hurt her, it's us he really want.

- So how you want to handle it?

- It ain't shit I could do until he calls again.

Hey, how did he even get to it?

- Jose's car.

I'm sure he was trailing her.

- So where Jose? - Shit, I don't know.

Probably dead.

Hey look, you gotta assume he has your address.

I ain't worried about Slim.

He pull up send him home to meet his parents.

You know what it is. (slapping hands)

- [Trent] All right, homie.

- [Patrick] Shit, holler at me, man.

- [Trent] Stay up man.

(dramatic music)

- Mom.

What are you doing here? - I've always been here.

(dramatic music continues)

I'm so sorry for what happened.

- Why, it wasn't your fault.

- It was, I should have left.

I should have taken you and left.

I knew the type of lifestyle he was in,

and I still decided to stay.

- They were wrong, mom.

Why did they have to kill you?

They were wrong. (dramatic music continues)

- I can't change the past,

but maybe I can influence your future.

- What do you mean? - Don't hurt her.

- Hurt who, who are you talking about?

- Don't hurt her, baby. (dramatic music)

- Mom?

Mom. (dramatic music continues)

(door clicking) (dramatic music continues)

(toilet flushing)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music fades)

- You need anything? - Some tampons.

- Tampons?

- Yes. - I don't have any.

- Well either we get some or it ain't gonna be pretty.

- Just turn around.

- For what, I'm not going anywhere.

Wait, what's your name?

- Why do you need to know my name?

- Because it's polite to address each other by our names.

- Listen, just turn around.

- Are you even listening to me?

We don't need to play this little game.

My father has killed a lot of people,

and I face the fear of death every day.

Sometimes I wonder if I'd be

better off dead than living like this,

bodyguards everywhere I go.

I can't even walk through

the mall like a normal teenager.

And you think I'm supposed to be scared now,

of you and your little gun?

Tell you what?

How about you just shoot me now, take me out of my misery.

- Just stand up!

- So you never told me your name?

- Christian.

- Hi Christian, I'm Britney. - Put your hand down.

- But of course you already knew that.

You mind if I play some music?

- Go ahead. (radio hop hop music)

* Fast life, the fast living

* See the ambition, they know I'm past driven

* Look, we are not the same this is not a game

* I've been swerving through the city in and out of lanes

* I see it then I want it

* Then you better know I got it

* Watch me do the damn thing, I'm an outlaw

* You can never catch me, I'm in first place

* You can never

* These are the moments, only got one life

* This is your moment whether wrong or right

* Will you lie to me, you're own enemy, you're own enemy

* When I fall, I keep running

* Feel the pain but I love it, yeah

* You know I'm built for it, you ain't gotta ask twice

* You ain't that fast life

* HuH, hundred on the dash with the cash life

* You ain't 'bout that fast life

* Big dawgs status what your stacks like

* You ain't bout that fast life

* Snow a hundred duffels is the bag price

(gunshot firing) (sirens blaring)

- Why are you so cold?

I mean, I get it, you know?

But what makes you so different from the rest of us?

Like what makes your pain so different from ours?

You walk around in this little bubble like you're...

I'm sorry, I went too far.

I shouldn't have said that.

- No, that's cool.

- Well, do you have a girlfriend?

- No.

- Have you ever had a girlfriend?

- No. - Are you a virgin?

- Aw, that's so sweet.

It's okay, I'm a virgin too.

Who would want to date a kingpin's daughter?

Sorry, that was supposed to be a joke.

But listen, I'm sorry about your parents.

If it's of any comfort, I totally resent my father.

At first, everything was cool.

I got everything that I wanted.

But as I got older and I started

to realize who he really was, I just started to hate him.

I swear, I can't wait till I graduate high school.

I'm moving outta the state and changing my name.

(melodic humming music) - That's what's up.

(melodic humming continues) (rhythmic snapping)

* So many speak on the bottom and never know the feel

* Or how it looks at the top or if it's even real

* We ain't selling dreams

* But we living some

* No arms license of steal, we stick to our guns.

* I'm going to live my life

* I'm going to live my life, oh yeah

* We here to live for ourselves first

* I'm going to live my life , oh yeah

* I'm going to live my life

* Let's go

- [Britney] You do not get out much do you?

Are you hungry?

* Gonna live in full, without you living my life

(uptempo r&b music)

* You better talk to 'em, I'm gonna take my time

* And find what's right for me

* I'm gonna live my life, oh yeah

* Live it full, I'm gonna live my life

* No more empty glasses here

* I said no more empty glasses or even half full

* When the world see that we blessed

* More than a hand full

* That's why you can't put your fingers on it

* We got the the touch, never perfect

(feet thudding) (heavily breathing)

(closes door) (feet thudding)

(doors clicking) (closes door)

(toilet flushing)

- Thought I left?

Are you hungry? (refrigerator closing)

Dang!

Was it good or were you just hungry?

- I'm hungry.

- Mm, nice place. - Thanks.

- Look, I wanna call my mom and let her know I'm okay.

- Here, use this.

(dramatic music)

- [Britney] Hi mom.

It's me, Britney.

- [Sophie] Britney?

Oh my God, are you okay? - I'm fine, mom.

- [Sophie] Where are you?

- Mom, don't worry, I'm fine.

I'll be home soon.

- [Sophie] This is killing me, Britney.

Promise me you're coming back home.

- I will, Mom.

Look, I love you, I gotta go.

(dramatic music continues)

I'm sorry.

I just missed my mom.

- It's cool.

I'll take you home in the morning.

- And my father?

- Listen, I'm not going do nothing to your father.

I don't want you to feel the pain that I felt when I was 12.

(ambient music) - Christian what happened?

(ambient music continues)

(gun cocking) - Come on, Tee.

This between me and you, don't hurt my family.

- So you don't think stealing $25,000 from me

was gonna hurt my family and now I'm supposed

to be concerned about yours?

(ambient music continues) (gun firing)

Damn man, she ain't got nothing to do with this!

(ambient music continues)

- Do him. (gun firing)

(ambient music continues)

- [Patrick] Hey T, man we gotta kill him.

- [Trent] Nah fuck, that, we ain't killing no kid.

- Hey son, they grow up, man!

We gotta kill him!

- My conscious can't live with that, let him go!

(ambient music continues)

(door rattling)

(ambient music continues)

(grass rustling)

(ambient music continues)

(closes door) (shoes squeaking)

(indistinct)

(ambient music continues)

(gun clicking) (metal clanking)

(ambient music continues)

(gun cocking) (clip locking)

(indistinct) (ambient music continues)

(bag unzipping) (bags crackling)

(box thudding) (bottles clanking)

(closes refrigerator door)

(plastic crackling)

(door creaking)

(floor boards creaking)

- Brittany called.

- Is she okay?

- Yes.

- What'd she say?

- She said she'd be home soon.

- Do you believe her? - Yes.

You lied to me.

- What are you talking about?

- You killed that couple.

Whether Brittany makes it home or not, I'm leaving you.

I can't live like this anymore.

I'm tired of looking over my shoulder.

(shoes thudding)

(dog barking)

(blinds clacking) (dog barking)

(Britney smooching)

- [Britney] Come on, Louis.

(car passing)

- Hi, I'm Carla.

I live two houses down the street.

- Hey, I'm Britney.

- Christian's such a sad kid.

- Yes.

- It's absolutely horrible what happened to his parents?

- Yeah. - Are you family?

- No, I'm just a friend.

- You're certainly very pretty.

- Oh, thank you.

- Well, I hope it's not the last time I see you around here.

Christian can really use a little spark in his life,

if you know what I mean.

(Britney laughing)

- Yes ma'am., well, you have a good day.

- Absolutely, you take care care.

(car passing) (suspenseful music)

* Hey, it's not all is forgiven

* Everyone is a villain but don't call me a killer

* I keep, keep my mind on a mission cutting sides

* If they switching, double live, double vision

* I see blue, blue diamonds

* Sideways it's a race who's timing

* Five days out of state new climate

- Fuck! (gun firing)

* No trace, right place, move silent

* Bitch throwing hands in the parking lot get stuck

* Digging up the set doing, donuts in that Bentley truck

* You learn how to rage when the world

- My name is Christian Turner.

You held a gun to my head when I was five years old.

* Put it all in the mission

* Let the world double kiss ya

* Better hope that I miss ya

(gun firing)

* Hey, teach a man how to fish, feed the fam, feed the kids

* Feed the gram for the picture

* How to get this far if you don't know your way around

* It can tear your apart if you're turning into someone else

* Hey, it's not all it's forgiven, everyone is a villain

* But don't call me a killer, I keep

* Keep my mind on a mission, cutting ties if they switching

* Double life, double vision, I see

* Blue, blue diamonds, sideways it's a race who's timing

* Five days out of state new climate

* No trace, quiet place, move silent

(suspenseful music fades)

(dramatic music)

- So where were you? - Patrick's.

(ambient music)

- He was like an uncle to me.

Even now I find it hard to believe that

he would hold a gun to a five-year-old's head.

(ambient music continues)

So what are you gonna do after tomorrow?

- I don't know.

I've been having suicidal thoughts

for as long as I can remember.

(ambient music continues)

I'm tired. (ambient music continues)

(birds chirping) (suspenseful music)

(birds chirping) (suspenseful music continues)

(door knocking) (suspenseful music continues)

(lock clicking) (door beeping)

(indistinct) (closes door)

(suspenseful music) (door thudding)

- I fucking knew! (suspenseful music continues)

Yo.

Yeah, I need you to meet me behind

the abandoned warehouse on Savannah, asap.

Fuck.

(door creaking) (closes door)

- Sophie.

I'm about to go pick up Brittany.

- I'm coming too.

- Sophie, wait, I got this.

- Trent, I'm coming with you.

(ambient music)

- And my father? (indistinct)

- I'm not gonna do nothing to your father.

I don't want you to feel the pain that I felt when I was 12.

- So, what are you gonna do after tomorrow?

- I don't know.

I've been having suicidal thoughts

for as long as I remember, I'm tired.

(ambient music continues)

- We don't need to play this little game.

My father has killed a lot of people,

and I face the fear of death every day.

Sometimes I wonder if I'd be better off dead

than living like this, body locked everywhere I go.

I can't even walk through the wall like a normal teenager.

And you think I'm supposed to be scared now,

of you and your little gun?

Listen, I'm sorry about your parents.

If it's of any comfort, I totally resent my father.

At first, everything was cool.

I had everything that I wanted.

But as I got older and I started to realize

who he really was, I just started to hate him.

I swear, I can't wait till I graduate high school.

I'm moving out of state and changing my name.

(ambient music continues)

- And you also the only teenager

that got kidnapped for ransom last year.

Did you forget that?

- Yeah, well that's dad's fault.

It he was really legit, than we wouldn't

have to live like this.

- Is this who I think it is,

you don't want the police involved anyway.

You gotta let me do this my way.

- That's your ways that got us here.

(ambient music continues)

- Whether Brittany makes it home or not, I'm leaving you.

I can't live like this anymore.

I'm tired of looking over my shoulder.

- What did y'all do to him?

- God forgives, but a man never forgets.

(ambient music continues)

(ambient music fades)

(dramatic effects)

(suspenseful music)

- [Britney] Christian, what are you doing?

Please, you promised! (suspenseful music continues)

(gun firing) Christian!

(dramatic drum rolling) (gun firing)

Please, you promised.

- I'm sorry.

- Let me shoot this motherfucker.

- Hold up, don't shoot, don't shoot.

- What are y'all doing?

You know, I'm so over and I'm done

with all of this killing.

Why are you gonna kill him, dad?

- I'm just trying to protect my daughter.

- Really, "Protect my daughter."

You know, the time I've spent with him

is the safest- - Safest?

What do you mean safest? - The safest I've ever felt.

Just like I said.

Look at him! (dramatic music)

- You created that! (ambient music)

You destroyed his whole life.

And when is it gonna stop?

Christian, please put it down.

Christian, please. (ambient music continues)

- Britney, where are you going?

(ambient music continues)

* Beat it up one time I'm sit it on the stretcher

* Kevo, oh God

* Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah

* I been the shit, I been the best

* I put in work now I get to flex

* Used to be a server now I'm serving the checks

* You ain't got it in you nigga

* Better say it with your chest

* Crush it, whip it, stretch it, catch it

* I'm put it in your head until you get it like a lesson

* I ain't worried about the bitch

* Only worried about a check

* I ain't never gonna save her no S on my chest

* But watch how I take it down gimme the work

* I'm gonna break it down, don't send me a shot

* You can't take a round, don't say that it's beef

* I'm gonna take 'em down, but watch how I take 'em down

* Gimme the work, I'm gonna break it down

* Don't send me a shot, you can't take a round

* Don't say that it's beef, I'm gonna take them down

* I got the key to the whip

* I'm putting two chains on my bitch

* Two more properties, I'm rich

* Gimme my money and split

* Now wait around, I'm 'bout to hop on the plane

* Smelling like Mary Jane mixed with St. Laurent

* My bitch ain't no panties on, keeping that pussy warm

* Well they was sipping the Don

* Then say what you want

* Once you arrive you know it's lit

* Baby, you're my bitch we're riding with the clique

* I've been the shit, I been the best, I put in work

* Now I get the flex, used to be a server

* Now I'm serving the checks you ain't got it in you nigga

* Better say it with your chest

* Crush it, whip it, stretch it, catch it

* I'm a put it in your head until you get it like a lesson

* I ain't worried about a bitch

* Only worried about the check

* I ain't never gonna save her, no S on my chest.

But watch how I take it down

* Don't give me the work I'm a break it down

* Don't send me a shot, you can't take a round

* Don't say that it's beef I'm a take 'em down

* But watch how I take 'em down

* Give me the work I'm a break 'it down

* Don't send me a shot, you can't take a round

* Don't say that it's beef I'm a take 'em down, hey

* Ring, ring, calling my phone ain't talking no money

* I'm gonna hang up

* Four double M's gotta put these bitches on

* I don't need to lace 'em up, oh God

* They was stealing my drip

* When I dropped my shit

* Shorty got that fire, I feel it

* Ooh, you need to fuck with the realest

* Shorty got style, I'm with it

* 'Cause honestly you're fine to me

* Shorty got the fire, I feel I

* You need to fuck with the realest

* Shorty got style, I'm with it

* 'Cause honestly you're fine to me

* Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

* I'm gonna be honest man, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

* Shorty got that fire, I'm with it

* Shorty ain't no liar, yeah she isn't

* She did it, yeah she gonna get it

* Exquisite, can't quit it once I get it

* Just wanna hit it like a drug

* Give me hugs, got me bugged like the coppers

* Ain't no stoppers, you could frisk me at my doctor

* Yeah I'm gonna operate it's Mr 40

* Have her screaming oh Lordy

* And we gonna get real naughty

* Baby boo want a three way, menage, what he and she say

* That's just for ours, not too many ears

* You know how we do it, drive it how I'm gonna steer

* I can't hold you, I thought shorty I already told you

* You got it shorty, don't be mad shorty

* I'm trying to get back to that cash, shorty

* Shorty got that fire, I feel it

* You need to fuck with the realest

* Shorty got style, I'm with it

* 'Cause honestly you're fine to me

* Shorty got the fire, I feel it

* You need to fuck with the realest

* Shorty got style, I'm with it

* 'Cause honestly you're fine to me, oh

* Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

* I wanna be honest man

(gunshot firing) (dramatic effects)

(dramatic music)

- Christian, what are you doing?

Please, you promised! (dramatic music continues)

(gunshot firing) Christian!

(gunshot firing) Please, you promised.

- I'm sorry.

- Let me shoot this motherfucker.

- Hold up, don't shoot, don't shoot.

- What are y'all doing?

You know, I'm so over and I'm done

with all of this, killing.

Why are you gonna kill him, dad?

- I'm just trying to protect my daughter.

- Really, "Protect my daughter."

You know, the time I've spent with him is the safest-

- The safest?

What do you mean safest?

- The safest I've ever felt, just like I said.

Look at him! (dramatic music continues)

You created that. (ambient music)

You destroyed his whole life.

And when is it gonna stop?

Christian, please put it down.

Christian, please. (ambient music continues)

(dramatic effect) (ambient music continues)