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Previously on Ghost...

Dru and Diana,
they violated.

Right. Dru and Diana gotta go.

Hard to go on the run when your
mom's footin' the bill, huh?

Ma. No! No!

Davis motherfuckin' MacLean.

Zion. Long time.

We got product.
Now we just gotta figure out

how we gon' move it.
We could throw

parties all over
the tristate area.

You have to keep this shit
on the low.

And you can definitely not tell
anyone else in the band.

Right now, I'm worried
about is making sure Noma

doesn't find out what the fuck
we have going on.

I need to solidify one
of my legitimate businesses.

You'll wanna talk
to Wiley Adams.

His tentacles reach everywhere.

I just wanna finish
what I started.

This is my task force,
Detective Tate.

And I'm gonna need you
to fall in line.

You're gonna talk
to Tariq St. Patrick...

You need to take that?

...and I'm gonna chat
with Monet Tejada.

Is there anyplace you can think
of that Cane and Monet won't?

I know a safe place
you can go.

You can't tell anybody
where I went.

- I got you.
- Thank you, Salim.

Why, man? Fuck!

Robbin' the family stash spot?

What's making you so damn blind
to your own children?

Cane, wait.
Don't do it.

I'm not tryin' to kill her.
I'm tryin' to save her.

Tariq.

You can't do this to me.

- Why the fuck can't I?
- Because she's pregnant.

What the fuck that got
to do with me?

Because it's yours.

Tariq St. Patrick,
drinking and smoking.

There's a lot
going on, my boy.

Yeah, I guess so.

- I'm Anya.
- Nice to meet you, Anya.

♪ They say this is
A big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come from
The poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life
I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen
To come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby
I gotta make it ♪

♪ I never took
A straight path nowhere ♪

♪ Life's full of twists
And turns ♪

♪ Bumps and bruises
I live, I learn ♪

♪ I'm from that city full of
Yellow Cabs and skyscrapers ♪

♪ It's hard to get a start
In these parts without paper ♪

♪ Homie, I grew up in hell
A block away from heaven ♪

♪ That corner, every 15 minutes
They movin' seven ♪

♪ Pure snow
Bag it then watch it go ♪

♪ Occupational options
Get some blow or some hos ♪

♪ Shoot the ball or the strap
Learn to rap or to jack ♪

♪ Fuck it, man, in the meantime
Go ahead and pump a pack ♪

♪ This my regal royal flow
My James Bond bounce ♪

♪ That 007
That's 62 on my count ♪

♪ I'm a undercover liar
I lie under the covers ♪

♪ Look a bitch in the eyes and
Tell her, "Baby, I love you" ♪

♪ "You're my inspiration
You're my motivation"♪

♪ "You're the reason that I'm
Moving with no hesitation" ♪

♪ They say this is
A big, rich town ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I just come from
The poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life
I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

- ♪ Ohh, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I just happen
To come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby
I gotta make it ♪

I'm Anya.

What you drinkin'?

We're doing shots.

Cheers.

♪ Hope somebody come for me ♪

♪ I ain't know
That this was love ♪

He wants another shot!

This is my last shot.

I'm not takin' no more.

Oh my God. Damn.

What's up? You wanna get outta
here or what?

Sure.

♪ Put it like my daughter say ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, we breaked up ♪

♪ And nah, I don't see me
Tryin' to make up ♪

♪ And nah, you gon' see me
Switch my place up ♪

♪ Please believe me, it ain't
Easy tryin' to raise her ♪

♪ Uh, fuckin' right
Because I hate love ♪

- ♪ Wish it would go ♪
- ♪ Away ♪

- ♪ Go ♪
- ♪ Away ♪

- ♪ Stay away ♪
- ♪ Away ♪

♪ Away ♪

♪ Yeah, you show me
All that fake love ♪

♪ Uh ♪

♪ Fuckin' right
And now I hate love ♪

- ♪ Wish it would go ♪
- ♪ Away ♪

What, you leavin' already?

Mm-hm.

Can I at least get
your number or somethin'?

Look, you're cute
and all, but...

let's not make this thing
anything more than what it was.

I had fun though.

Sheesh.

I mean, yeah, me too.

Throwin' another party
if you wanna bring

your girls or anything.

I'll send you the addy.

Maybe we could do this again.

Maybe.

A'ight. Later.

It's a little early
for that, isn't it?

Save your judgment.
These are my meds.

I have sickle cell.

I had no idea.

These just help reduce
the risk of going into crisis.

What's crisis?

You never heard of that?

I've never met anyone
with sickle cell.

Right, you grew up
around zero Black people.

Uh...

Crisis is when...
my body loses oxygen

so it feels like everything's
about to shut down.

My whole body feels like
it's on fire and...

It-it's like... imagine
teeny-tiny pieces of sharp glass

running through your veins.

It fucking hurts.

- Is that why you...
- I'm not an addict, Brayden.

Sometimes I just need
a little extra pick-me-up

to manage
the other symptoms.

Depression and anxiety.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.
I don't need your pity.

And I sure as hell don't want to
hear another person's opinion

on what I should do with my body
ever again.

Don't tell anyone. Okay?

People start treating me
like I'm made of glass

when they know.

I'm not gonna tell anyone.

But just so you know,

you don't have to hide
anything from me, ever.

Okay?

Okay.

Hey, Salim.

Um, you haven't called me back.

I was just calling
to thank you.

For everything.

Call me.

Please.

I can't believe
you made all this.

Well, a good meal
is the one thing

that always seemed to
bring this family back together.

That's smellin' good.

What the fuck
are they doing here?

Listen, I called all y'all here
for a family meeting.

We need to talk.

I ain't got shit to say
to them.

Well, then you can be quiet
and I'll do all the talking.

Everybody sit.

Cane.

Come on.

I let these motherfuckers live

out of respect for you.

So anything I do moving forward
is gonna be on my terms.

Oh, on your own terms?

Yeah, on my own terms, nigga.

How's your face?

I'm not gon' be sittin' here

eatin' French toast
with motherfuckers

who tried to kill you, Ma.

Look, a lot of shit
has happened.

But we can fix it.
I know we can.

We just need a reset, man.

We- we family, y'all.

And if I can forgive them,
Cane, you can too.

I could.

But I won't.

I'm hearin' congrats
are in order, Diana.

Shut up, Cane, a'ight?
I don't wanna hear it.

Yeah, but you need to, Diana.

'Cause if I don't say it,
nobody else will.

But if you have this baby,
it's gonna be

the worst decision
you ever make in your life.

I hope you hear me.

Out here playin' house
with the one motherfucker

who fucked up this family!

Well, he is right
about one thing.

It's the outsiders
who broke us.

You got Tariq interferin'
in family business.

You got this Noma bitch sayin'
who's in and who's out.

We need to cut everybody off
and get back to family first.

Dru, you real quiet over there.

Yeah, I hear you, Ma.

I think I'm just gonna do my own
thing away from the family.

Look, you can't just run away.

We gon' always be family.

Maybe that's all we should be.

So you got a problem
with the business?

Workin' together has always
kept a roof over your head

and clothes on your back.

You know, I'm not
blamin' the business, Ma.

- I'm blaming you.
- Dru, just stop.

- Me?
- No, no, no, no, no. Yes, you.

And until you're able
to admit that, I am out too.

Ma, maybe they're right.

Tellin' us to go back
to old times

after tryin' to kill each other?

That ain't gon' work.

Then what the hell will?
I don't know.

We might be too far gone
for that.

And Ma, what kind of mother
would I be

bringing a baby into this mess?

Look, Diana.
After last night,

I told myself I was gonna
let you make your own decisions.

So I'm not gonna tell you
what to do.

But this baby
can be a fresh start.

A chance for us to do
family the right way.

Listen, sweetie, I promise.

I'm gonna do everything
in my fuckin' power

to get this family
on the right track.

For your baby.

For my grandbaby.

You hear me?

I do.

But, Ma, I just don't know
if you have

that kind of power right now.

Yes, sir.
Comin' through.

Fuck this slow-ass car, bro.

Bro!

What are you doing?
We should be celebrating

that we got the business
up and running.

Not throwing controllers.

My brand-new, expensive-ass
controller, by the way.

- I'm just saying.
- Yeah, I'm sorry

about your brand-new,
expensive controller, B.

I just... There's a lot
on my mind right now, bro.

That's it.

You wanna talk about it?

I mean, I did you see you
leave that party

with the fire-ass girl
last night.

That was Anya.

- Anya? Noma's daughter, Anya?
- Yeah.

Bro, I thought she looked
familiar.

What the fuck
are you thinking?

Listen, that's the least of our
fuckin' problems, all right, B?

Diana is pregnant, bro.
Diana is pregnant.

And it's mine!

- What?!
- Yeah.

When were you fucking Diana?

Last semester.

All right, it was after Effie.
It was one time, bro.

I don't even fuckin' understand
how this is possible.

I don't know, bro. Like...

all of this shit is happenin'
to me at once

and I have no control
over anything.

I don't have control over
one thing in my life right now.

But I don't know what
my next move is, man.

Okay, well, your next move

should probably be talking
to Diana.

And leave Anya
the fuck alone.

We killed it last night.

We don't need Noma coming
around here, sniffin' shit out.

Who knows what the fuck
will happen?

All right, so, speak to Diana,

- focus on building the business.
- Yes.

I got a second truce in place
with the Tejadas anyway,

so I guess revenge can wait.

- Right?
- Yeah, Anya can too.

Yeah. Word.

Mom! What are you doing here?

I was informed that you evaded
security again last night.

I don't think you understand

how much danger you're putting
yourself in.

Okay, can we, like, cut
the dramatics for once?

Whoever wanted to hurt Dad

is probably still in Italy.

I'm fine.

Listen to me, Anya--

Shit.

Where the hell'd you get this?

Mom, you sent me to prep school
my entire life.

You really think I've never
done coke? Be for real.

The hundreds of thousands
I spend on your school

is for your education,
not so you can get high.

- This shit ruins people's lives.
- Oh my God. Relax.

It's not like I'm on the verge
of rehab.

It's just for fun.

Got it at some underground show
last night at Stansfield.

I didn't even use it.

Starin' won't make it go away.

I mean, I can't...
I can't help it, D.

I'm still in shock.

You're not the only one.

You tried...

You tried to shoot me
last night.

You nearly got my mother killed.

Look, that wasn't what
I was trying to do.

You gave her WITSEC location

to a motherfucker
that was huntin' her down.

What the fuck did you think
was gonna happen?

I was blinded by everything
with Monet. A'ight?

I'm sorry. And I was selfish.

Yeah, that... that sorry shit
is not gonna cut it, all right?

That's just not enough.

Okay, well, you don't
have to forgive me

and I don't have to forgive you
either.

But that won't change the f...

That don't change the fact
that I am pregnant.

Let me ask you something, D.

What's making you so certain
that that's my baby?

You serious?

I mean, you been fuckin' Salim
all last semester

so I'd be crazy to not ask
that question.

I always used condoms
with Salim.

- Me and you didn't.
- Yeah, because condoms

always work
every fuckin' time, right?

Okay, I don't know what
you tryin' to say,

but I'm not tryin' to pin
no baby on you, Tariq.

You ain't my first choice,
trust me.

So what you gonna do then? Hm?

I don't know yet.

But I already lost my father
and Zeke to the game

so if I do keep this baby,

the people in his or her life
need to be clean.

I can't have my baby anywhere
near the life we had growin' up.

I'll let you know what I decide.

It's pretty impressive that
Monet Tejada's been able

to fly underneath the radar
for this long.

No charges
and zero arrests.

I think she's callin' the shots.

Don't sleep on Tariq.

I'm not sleepin' on anyone.

All these motherfuckers
guilty of somethin'.

You get anything
from your meeting with him?

Yeah. When I told him
there was a witness

who could place him
at Monet's shooting,

he seemed less afraid
that I knew

and more worried
about what she knew.

He's afraid of her.
She's the boss.

When I told Monet,
she acted like she already knew.

She was clearly covering.

She reached out to Tariq
when we were together

and he was shook.

So this is working.

Turning them against each other.

We still need one of 'em
to give up their supplier.

Which one is more likely to?

With the right pressure point...

Both.

I'm not sure Tariq's ready yet

but I could take another crack
at him.

I'll handle it.

No disrespect to you,
but...

my shared history with the
St. Patricks gives me an edge.

Or maybe that's the exact reason
you can't get him to fold.

Or maybe you're not really
lookin' for them to fold at all.

- What the fuck are you implying?
- Didn't your fuckin' brother

get you this job?

So that's what your
fuckin' problem with me is.

Okay. Calm down, everybody.
Please.

Detective Tate,
keep your eyes on Tariq.

I'll keep mine on Monet.

One of them will lead us

to the plug and we'll snap
the cuffs on all of them.

We're done here.

Why would you sell
my daughter drugs?

- Hm?
- Your daughter?

I wouldn't. I didn't.

Anya told me that she went
to some sort of concert

at Stansfield last night.

She came home with this.

That's your territory, isn't it?

Yeah, but this isn't mine.

I didn't have people selling at
a Stansfield concert last night.

Then whose is it?

I see.

I'll handle this...

personally.

This is the first time
this has ever happened

in the history
of MacLean and Associates.

Look, all I'm asking
is that you bear with me

while we go through
this rough patch.

I love working here, Davis,
but missing payroll?

I've got a kid
and too many bills.

Look, I understand that totally.
You know how...

Not right now, fellas.

Not-- Now's not the time.

I mean, by the looks of it,
we're right on time.

Your cut, Mr. MacLean.

Fuckin' right that's my cut.

And your timin'
couldn't be better.

I cried the first time I saw it.

Yeah.

I hope my work
can make people

feel like that someday.

You're an artist?

Aspiring.

No. Either you are
or you aren't.

I've been tryin' to...

figure that out lately.

You definitely have a good eye

and an interesting
point of view.

Hm.

I can tell you're having a bit
of an identity crisis though.

Yeah.

You have no idea.

We showcase pieces from
emerging, undiscovered artists

twice a year.

If you're an artist with solid,
elevated pieces,

I'll consider
putting your work up.

I didn't expect you back
for a re-up so soon.

Guess Ghost's son got more
of his father in him

than I thought.

Listen, I didn't know Ghost.

But I know Tariq.

You can trust that
we'll always come through.

Yeah.

Trust, trust, trust,
trust, trust.

You know, it's funny
you mention trust.

It's my number one priority

for the people I fuck with.

Okay.

Ever since Davis
introduced you two,

I feel like motherfuckers have
been keepin' shit from me.

I don't know what the fuck
you're talking about.

We're not hidin' shit.

See, everybody knew the Russians
lost they product.

Oh, it was everywhere.

A vacuum I expected to fill.

And yet...

I ain't heard shit from 'em.

But somehow,
they back in business.

Who's supplying them?

You know somethin'.

Yeah, I see it.

I see it.

Like I said before,

I don't work with people
I can't trust.

And you need me to trust you...

to keep your life.

Spit it out, motherfucker.

You didn't hear this shit
from me.

- Can I trust that?
- Of course.

Shit go both ways.

I heard their supplier's
some British bitch, Noma.

But we're not workin'
wit' her.

Okay? No shady shit,
no backdoor deals.

I believe you.

See you soon, Tiny Tommy.

♪ Uh, oh, goddamn ♪

♪ She make it clap
Wit' no hands ♪

♪ Look, shawty
Shakin' that shit ♪

♪ I like that little bitch
Might take her to Japan ♪

Here you go.

Thought I wouldn't find out
about your little ruse?

Huh?

You underestimated me,

as I overestimated you.

See, I really thought you were
a man of your word, Tariq.

Disappointing, to say the least.

It's just a party, that's it.

You violated our agreement,
Tariq.

I told you. I want it to be
as if you didn't exist.

Now what part of that
didn't you understand?

I didn't do shit.
It's just a party, like I said.

Yeah, didn't do shit?

- Belongs to you, right?
- That ain't mine.

No? Ain't yours?

He's lying.

I can always tell
when this nigga's lying.

It's a shame we can't at least
have a moment of honesty

before I kill you.

Come on.

- Go on.
- Do I have to drag yo' ass out?

Nah.

Mom? What the fuck
are you doing here?

My love. I was looking for you.

How did you even know
I would be here?

Did you put a tracker
in my phone again?

Wait, Anya, this...
this is your mom?

Yes.

Sorry, Tariq. I don't even know
how she found out about this.

Oh, no, no.
I'm not trippin'.

I would love for you
to stay and party with us

but you know, I gotta put
a cap on the age thing.

Shit gets weird.
You know how it goes.

But I'm sure there's
some alum parties

that you can tap into
around campus.

- Anya, let's go.
- No. Tell me why--

I'll explain in the car.
Let's go.

I'll see you soon.

Sure will.

That little shit doesn't know
when enough is enough.

I can't wait to see his body
turn cold.

I'll handle it.
Just say the word.

Look...

Our worlds are a little
too close right now, yeah?

Anya can't know about
my business.

I have to choose my next move
very carefully.

- Hey, yo, where's Brayden?
- What?

- Where's Brayden at?
- He's backstage.

♪ I put others before me ♪

♪ Lovin' them niggas
I knew wasn't for me ♪

Yo.

B, are you fucking kidding me
right now?

Bro, I was just headed
out there.

Cane and Noma just left.

- Wait, what?
- Yes, Cane and Noma was here.

They know exactly
what the fuck we got going on

and now Noma wants us dead.

All right.
Well, let's go figure it out.

I'ma figure this shit out
like I always do.

I'll actually just fuckin'
talk to you later, bro.

No, don't stop for me.
I already know everything.

Floor is yours.

What the fuck
is she talkin' about?

Bro, she figured it out
on her own, okay?

She's not gonna say shit.

Are you fuckin' losing
your mind, bro?

This shit really got you
buggin' out.

As soon as y'all break up,

she's gonna run
her fuckin' mouth.

- You think I'm a snitch?
- I think you're a addict

and I can't fuckin' trust you.
Honestly.

Bro, don't call her that.

Look what the fuck
she got you doin'.

Look at this shit.

Bro, time and time again,
you've proved

that you're just
not fuckin' built for this.

I'm so fuckin' sick
and tired of hearin' that.

Oh, you think I'm not sick and
fuckin' tired of telling you?

Do you think about anybody else
but yourself

for once in your fucking life?

Okay? I was outta this shit

and I doubled back
to save your ass

and I lost my fuckin' family
over it.

My life is falling apart.

And I can't even talk about it

because it never trumps
the latest Tariq crisis.

Everything going on in your life

is always more fucking important
than mine.

Maybe this... maybe this
right here is my fucking outlet.

This is your fuckin' outlet, nigga?

Learn how to take this shit
on the chin

like I do every day!

I can't 'cause I'm not you!

You're right.

You're not me.

Tariq!

Fuck!

I got your text. What's up?

I hear you're lookin'
for your own place.

Yeah, so?

You know you can still
stay in the house, Dru.

That room's gonna forever
be yours.

- No, I'm good.
- Dru, listen, listen.

I just wanna make things
right between us.

I meant what I said.
Family first is my priority.

You are a sick individual.
You know that?

Listen, you watch what comes
outta your mouth next, boy.

- I'm still your mother.
- You have the audacity

to use Papi's words like
you didn't fuckin' kill him.

It doesn't even faze you.

"Family first" don't mean shit
no more!

It's just a phrase you use

to control and manipulate us.

Family's just business to you.

Everything I've done with this
business was for this family!

What family, Monet?

You gave Tariq

and Cane the greenlight
to kill me and Diana.

You had a gun
in your child's face

yesterday.

And it wasn't the first time.

You destroyed our family.

Don't...

And your ass is still
standing here breathing

because of me.

So you might want to listen.

Yeah, a'ight.

Shit.

You're right. You're right.
You're right.

You're right, Dru.

I wanna say that every choice
I made was for you kids,

but I put the business first.

And I can admit that now.

And I'm sorry.

I never heard you say
that shit before, so...

Finally.

Maybe most mothers

don't do things
the way I do 'em.

And most of them would never
find themselves in my position.

But the one thing in this world

that means the most to me,

that means everything to me,
is you kids.

I wanna bring the family
back together.

But in order to do that,

I'ma have to bring
the business back.

But this time, the business
will serve the family, Dru.

Not the other way around.
I promise you.

But we gonna need some product.

I know where we can get some.

- Okay, so- so you're in?
- No.

No. I am one and done.

I'ma need a cut.

Just so I can get myself set up

so I can work on my art.

I don't want shit else to do
with this business, Monet.

But if you... if you really
meant what you said...

about being a real family...

I'm in on that.

Understood.

So tell me how.

We gon' need soldiers.

Fuckin' Tariq won't answer
any of my fuckin' calls.

He'll come around. Come here.

Look, I'm sorry about
what he said.

He was just pissed.
He's not usually a dick.

You don't have to apologize
for him.

I thought he was a dick
way before today.

And from what it sounded like,

he really needs to take
a look in the mirror.

He has no room to judge me.

For sure.

I knew you'd agree.

What's that supposed to mean?

I gave him a little... surprise.

You know that outlet
he said he didn't have?

Man, I remember the epiphany
I had when I did acid.

God. It was like I was really
seeing myself

- for the first time.
- Okay.

What are you talking about?

I put a couple drops of acid
in Tariq's water bottle.

What-- A-are you fucking
kidding me?

Tariq barely even smokes.
This could really fuck him up!

Yeah, maybe that's his problem.
I don't know a single person

who needs a jay more than Tariq.

- When did you do this?
- Earlier, at the candy store.

It-it was acid, not fentanyl.

No, it's not okay!

- Are you fucking kidding me?
- Brayden!

Riq. Riq!

You okay, bro?

Bro, are you okay?

Riq?

- Riq.
- Don't fuckin' touch me.

Stay calm, bro. I got you.

Daddy!

- What's up? How's your day?
- Good.

Did you tell her?

Yes.

Been wanting to do this

for a long time.

You lied! You lied!

You promised me
that you'd get out!

You promised me, Tariq.

You promised me!

You promised me
that you'd get out.

You promised! You promised!

You promised, Tariq!
You promised me!

♪ They say
It's a big rich town ♪

♪ I just come from
The poorest part ♪

- ♪ Bright lights, city life ♪
- What are you doing here, son?

I'm in the way
of your future, right?

You do this shit,
you can never go back.

♪ I just happen
To come up hard ♪

You can't kill me.

Nothing can.

Not when you're at the top
of the game.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm everything you could be
once you stop doubting yourself.

♪ It's a big, rich town ♪

Stop pretending that people's
rules and expectations

apply to your life.

And be the man that your father
was always afraid to be.

♪ Bright lights, city life
I gotta make it ♪

♪ This is where it goes down ♪

You knew it would
always come to this.

Yo.

Yo, what the fuck?

What the fuck happened?

I don't know. I came in here
and you were losing it.

I think someone might have
dosed you.

Dosed me?

What the fuck you mean,
dosed me?

I don't know. It's just been
happening all over campus.

Some fucked-up prank.

Who are you going to
light a candle for?

Um...

My father,

my brother, and...

my friend.

- Hm.
- You?

My husband.

I come here every day.

I think he sees the light

and knows that even though
he's moved on to the next life

he's still in my heart.

Death is not the end of love,
you know?

My father taught me...

he taught me
that the soul lives on.

It does.

I'm sorry, how do...
how do you kn...

how do you know that?
I'm not showing.

You are showing.

Here.

You sure about this?
Yeah.

As long as we hit 'em
right after the drop happens.

We got a small window
so we need to be precise.

It's still risky as shit.

Look, that's Dru's route
when he used to work for Noma.

He knows what
he's talkin' about.

Now, the shipment should have
enough product for us to move,

get paid,

and then you can
proposition a new connect

for a bigger supply.

And if we do this shit right,

Noma will never know it was us.

He better be right
about this shit.

I ain't got no time to waste.

Look, you motherfuckers said

you wanted to be down
with the Tejadas.

I'm giving you a chance
to prove yourself.

Now, you in or you out?

I ain't askin' again.

A'ight.

I'm down too.

A'ight, tomorrow night.

Don't be late.

Everything has a cost,
Mr. Adams.

- Everything.
- Yes. Yeah.

But this is the United States
government we're talking about.

My former statement
still stands.

Look, at this level,

where the Is and Ts have to,

you know, appear to be crossed,

it's just a risk
that most people

are not gonna
be willing to take,

especially with someone whose...

whose citizenship is in limbo.

It puts a magnifying glass
on your bid.

Well, like I said, you know,
it's in progress, so.

- Hi.
- Um, ma'am?

A mistake has been made.

This table's already
reserved for the evening.

Your hostess sat us here

and I'm in the middle
of a business dinner, so.

I see that, and...

I can't apologize enough
for the inconvenience.

I have an amazing table
over by the window

that I think you'll love.

We're not going anywhere.

There are other
available tables.

The guest has an affinity
for this table.

Thank you so much.

Thank you.

I keep a standing reservation

at this table.

It's like I own it.

So basically you're squattin'
on my property.

The mistake is the restaurant's,
not ours. Okay?

It's just a table, luv.

There's a beautiful view
of the city by the window.

It's just that I can close
my eyes and picture...

- Oh God.
- ...every inch of this city.

Every block.

Every bodega.

This is my home.

So when people like yourself,

you know, they come in
and they try to colonize

territory that don't belong
to them,

sayin' it's just a table,

I feel the need to remind 'em
of who was here first.

And unfortunately for you, Noma,

I done peed on every tree
in Manhattan.

Anyone with a knob can do that.

I'm sorry, do you...
do you know each other?

No. No, we don't.

I'm Zion.

Why don't you go enjoy the view
of my city

while you can.

Should be able to see
the Queensboro Bridge

from over there.

I got your text.
You good?

Who the fuck is Zion?

Mid-level dealer
from around the way.

Why? What's up?

Who have you been talking to
about me? Huh?

I've done a damn good job
of insulating myself.

No bottom of the barrel,
drug-dealing scum

should be speaking my name
in public.

Well, I ain't say shit.

- What's going on?
- Zion.

Do you know him?

I do.

He's a client. Why?

- Ah, there it is.
- Fuck outta here.

Well, he humiliated me
in front of Wiley.

Yeah. He put my business
at stake.

He's trying to run me
out of New York.

Well, he can't do that.
I'll handle it.

No, no, no. Let me handle
this one, Cane.

All right? I have a way with
words and I know both players.

Well, that sounds nice
or whatever,

but don't underestimate
my family name

in these streets, all right?

Especially to somebody
like Zion.

Duly noted.

But Zion's unpredictable
and dangerous.

Well, so am I.

Look, just trust me.

No Davis, no security.

Just me and you.

- Fine.
- Really?

You heard her.

Brilliant.

I'll handle Wiley Adams.

Make sure we're good
on the legit front.

This is where Zion used to fight
when he was comin' up.

- Now he runs it.
- Yeah?

Are you sure it's safe
for just the two of us?

Yeah, this is agreed upon
neutral territory.

It's safer approaching here
than anywhere else.

Big Zo.

You ain't here to start
no shit, right?

Of course not.

I know you ain't strapped.

Nigga, I know the fuckin' rules.

Fuckin' hell.

You brought me in here
without protection?

No weapons.
Even Zion ain't strapped.

Yo. Long time, no see.

What up, boy?

My condolences about Lorenzo.

Heard what happened
down at the funeral.

That's not the sendoff an OG
deserves at all.

I appreciate that.
I know you respected him.

Him, Monet, your whole family.

You sure about that?

I hear you been violatin'.

Oh, you heard that
from your new little friend?

- Well, nigga, I ain't know--
- Well, now you know.

All right? So questioning her
credentials is questioning mine.

She belongs wherever I do.

- Have a good one.
- Hey.

Cane.

I ain't know you got
a new bitch.

Watch your tongue

or I'll cut it out for you.

See, I don't need a man
to speak for me.

You one of them feminist
bitches, huh?

Like I told you before,
you in my city, sweetheart.

Yeah?

Show some motherfuckin' respect.

Cane. You know, I heard
the Tejadas was movin'

real desperate after Lorenzo,

but damn, nigga, this shit's
just sad. Come on now, bro.

Don't fuckin' touch me.

What you think you doin',
little nigga?

How 'bout we take this
in the ring?

- You got the balls for that?
- Yeah, big ones.

Yeah.

A'ight, a'ight.

Hey, this shit gon' be fun, nigga.

Thought you said
he was a trained fighter.

And what you think I am?

I'm a fuckin' natural.

Oh, shit!

Zion's blessin' us in the ring
for the first time in years!

It's about to get
realer than real

in this motherfucker tonight!

Cane. You about to go up against
a Fourth Circle OG.

You might wanna do a push-up
or something.

I don't need no warm-up.

You hear that?
Fuck a warm-up!

He say fuck a jumping jack.

Queens, we in here!

Let's make it happen.

♪ We came to boom
We came to buss ♪

♪ We came to boom
We came to buss ♪

♪ Better make room
For the bum-rush ♪

♪ Better make room... ♪

Gettin' tired already, OG?

It's a graveyard of niggas
I knocked out in this ring.

You ready to join?

♪ Better make room
For the bum-rush ♪

♪ I'ma hit 'em with everything
That I got ♪

♪ I'ma blow the spot ♪

♪ THOR's made for holy wars
I spray the block ♪

♪ Scrap metal and iron
I just keep on firin' ♪

♪ I get the job done
And I ain't retirin' ♪

♪ I ups the casualties fount
My body count ♪

♪ Victims are way too many... ♪

Mannie, get this nigga
a stretcher.

♪ Some, I broke they neck
Some got shot down ♪

♪ Some evaporated ♪

♪ Some got fathered in
And assassinated... ♪

Yo, yo, yo, yo. Yo.
Brass knuckles?

Yo, we don't do that shit
in here.

Flag on the fucking play, man.

- For real.
- Fuck you.

Yo, the winner.
My brother, Cane Tejada!

♪ Better make room
For the bum-rush ♪

That was so... carnal.

I'm impressed.

Don't act so surprised.

Yeah, well, we may have
won tonight, but...

we hurt his pride.

He isn't gonna let that go.

Gonna have to be prepared
for his retaliation.

Nah, I hear you.

But now he knows you can't
be fucked with. All right?

Zion talks a lot of shit

but at the end of the day,
this is my city.

So you good when you wit' me.

Like I told you,
you don't need no security.

All you need is me.

We gotta find a new way
to move product

- since Noma blew up our shit.
- Fuck that shit, bro.

We're gonna keep throwing
parties like we been doing.

- What you mean?
- Bro, did you not just hear me?

- Noma?
- Fuck Noma, nigga.

I had to tell Zion about her.

- You did what?
- He was gonna fuckin' kill me.

- I had no choice.
- Come the fuck on, B.

- He's not gonna say shit.
- Whatever, bro.

Listen, B, I can't be
a fuckin' pawn anymore.

From that Noma shit to whatever
the fuck happened earlier,

I need to get back
in the driver's seat.

Bro, I'm 'bout to be a father.

If I'm gonna be a father,
I gotta do this shit right.

I gotta control
every fucking piece.

That's the only way I can
protect me and my family.

You know, my dad
did a lot of dumb shit

that I never agreed with but...

I got a lot of him in me.

Never heard you
say that shit before.

Never wanted to fuckin'
admit it.

But you know, I realized
to get what the fuck I want

I got to use all of me.

The good parts of him,
the bad parts of him.

And the good parts
and the bad parts of me.

I gotta put it all to use
to get what I want.

What do you want?

Revenge?

That and a lot more.

I wanted blood, B.

I wanted fuckin' blood.

But in order to get that,
I need to insulate myself,

my family, and my kid
from all the consequences.

I gotta become
the apex predator.

I like the sound of that.
But how do we do it?

We start by getting leverage.

Denise.

Where'd I put that lip balm?

Ah.

Found it.

So I, uh...

shouldn't be home
too late tonight.

You'll wait up for me, yeah?

Sorry I'm late.

Everything okay? You good?

I've had some time to think.

Some people told me this baby
could be a fresh start

and some straight up
told me to get rid of it.

But honestly, the only thing
that made sense

was to listen to how I feel.

To think about my life and...

how much this decision
could change it.

And?

I'm keepin' it.

Look, it's my decision to make,
Tariq.

So if you don't wanna be
involved, I get it, it's okay--

That's not the case at all.

You know, I actually...

had some time to think about
this myself too.

I'm ready.

I'm ready to do this, D.

Well, I have my first
ultrasound tomorrow.

You wanna come?

Yeah.

Davis.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Um... I came to update you.

I smoothed everything over
with Wiley Adams.

Mm-hm.

But he couldn't be talked out
of thinking

you and Zion
were connected.

The good news...

Your bid for the jet parts
contract isn't in jeopardy.

Yeah. He's just dirty enough.

Which is perfect for us.

Thank you.

I'm too close
for any setbacks.

Exactly.

I'm here to prevent that.

You know, Davis...

you just might be as good
as they say you are.

Trust me, I'm better.

Would you like to join me
for a glass?

Love to.

♪ Present tense ♪

♪ Ain't no love
And you hella bent ♪

♪ Many men ♪

♪ Many, many, many... ♪

Here's to...

possibilities.

Foreseen
and unforeseen.

Unforeseen?

♪ But I know you're here
For a reason ♪

♪ Here to collect
Your royalties ♪

♪ Regrets, full of regrets ♪

♪ Full of regrets
Full of grief ♪

♪ Upsets, hella upsets
I was obsessively ♪

♪ Givin' you all of my energy ♪

NYPD! Surrender your weapons!

You heard her!
Put the fuckin' weapons down!

Put 'em down now!

Down! Put your fuckin' weapons
on the motherfuckin' ground!

- Let's go!
- Hands on the truck.

- Put your hands on the truck!
- Hands on the van!

Easy, mother...
- On the fuckin' van, let's go!

Hands on the fuckin' van.
Get the fuck off me!

We got phones?

Turn around.

Monet.

How the fuck are you?

You know him?

Well, we more in that getting
to know each other stage.

Right, Red?

Fuck all these mind games, nigga.

You gonna take us to jail
or not?

No, I'm not gonna take
you to jail.

'Cause the moment you get out,
you just gonna go back

to doing what it is
you fuckin' do.

So what the fuck
do you want then?

I'm giving you the opportunity
to remain free.

If you follow my rules.

So what, you want us
to stop sellin' drugs?

Ideally.

But this ain't a fuckin' ideal
world. You feel me?

Drug dealers are like
fuckin' cockroaches.

Impossible to eradicate.
Believe me, I've tried.

Then I realized there's always
gonna be a demand,

so there's always
gonna be supply.

That's just simple economics.

Exactly.

So I got some simple rules.

Listen carefully.

Civilians should never be hurt
in the process.

You can kill all the criminals
you want.

But you spill one drop
of innocent blood...

and we kill you.

You tryin' to control all
the drug dealers in the city.

Try?

Nah, son. I'm winnin'.

My task force decides who
gets to operate in this city.

You stay in line, keep innocents
out of harm's way...

you can continue.

But you go rogue,
you will go to prison

or we kill you.

Why you lookin'
at me, man?

You take her, man.
She's the boss.

You motherfucker.
I knew you was a bitch.

Oh. We got a real hero.

Is that that
motherfucker that killed Darien?

I put it together.

I recognize you.

You killed Darien James
two years ago.

He was 18 years old.

That wasn't me.

- That's definitely him.
- Please, man.

Please, let me go back
to my family.

Shot that kid on the subway.

He was days away
from going to Binghamton.

His father broke down
on that platform in my arms.

We looked for you for months.

Months!

I never forget a fuckin' face.

It was you.

Well, he didn't get to go home
to his family, so...

why should you?

What the fuck?
- All right, all right.

Come on.
Get over here.

Don't touch my kid.

I meant what I fuckin' said.

You harm an innocent
and you're fuckin' done.

So what the fuck,
we work for you now?

Look at it this way.

I'm giving you the opportunity
to work with me.

You can keep the product
you stole tonight.

From what I know about you,
you're quick, well-connected.

So I'll be expecting
my cut soon.

Your cut? The fuck you mean?

This is New York City.
I gotta pay my people.

It's a reasonable 35 percent.

Think of it as giving back
to the community.

And what's keepin' us
from reportin' you?

Oh, shit.

We got a real smart one, boss.

You're looking
at New York City's favorite,

most decorated officer.

People tend to believe him
over scum like you.

Oh, shut up, bitch.

So now that we have
an understanding,

you're free to go.

As far as NYPD is concerned,
you was never here.

Take your shit
and clear the fuck out.

- Monet, you feel that? Huh?
- Feel what?

It's the start of something,
uh...

special, hm?

Get the fuck outta here.

It's still very early.

You see that little bean
right there?

That's your baby.

I can snap a still of it
and print it out for you two.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

And I will just go get it
and give you two a moment.

It's still so small.

I know.

Crazy 'cause... one day,
he'll be as big as you.

Yeah.

So you really think it's a boy, huh?

Yeah, I do.

And...

I think I wanna name him
Lorenzo.

Look, Tariq.

I've been trying to get
in contact with Salim

and I haven't heard back
from him.

Have you?

Mm-mm.

Don't lie.

Okay? 'Cause I know
something happened to him.

You found me at his house
a couple days ago

then all of a sudden he goes
missing? That don't make sense.

All right, look, D.

I pulled up on the nigga,

I asked him where you were
and he folded.

Next thing you know, he's gone.

I mean, anything could have
fuckin' happened to the nigga.

Ain't got nothin'
to do with me though.

Well, I'm not gonna be
like Monet.

So that means I can't have
this baby around the life,

even if that means
I'm raising it by myself.

Listen, D.

My dad tried his hardest
to keep me away from this shit,

now look how I turned out.

I understand that he was
trying to protect us

by gettin' outta the game

but... he wasn't really
outta the game, D.

He had one foot in,
one foot out.

His past, his enemies.

Everything was chasing right
behind him his whole life.

Okay? That was his way.

But I ain't doin' it like that.

I don't need to be outta
this shit to protect y'all.

I need to be on top.

Okay?

That's how I protect you two.

That don't work for me.

Bye, Tariq.

♪ I gotta make it ♪

♪ Oh, I hope I make it ♪

♪ Mm ♪

♪ Let me grow ♪

♪ Let me ♪

♪ Let me grow ♪

♪ Let me ♪

♪ Let me grow ♪

♪ Let me ♪

♪ Forget you ♪

♪ Forget you ♪

♪ Don't let me down ♪

♪ Don't turn around ♪

♪ No ♪

♪ Don't let me down ♪

♪ Easy ♪

♪ Yeah ♪