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You've done nothing but protect these boys.

If my wife dies,

I'mma burn this motherfucker to the ground.

Do you have any idea what you're up against?

Don't make him angry.

You shouldn't antagonize your uncle.

He is dangerous.

This entire family is dangerous.

- ...exactly? - Don't lawyer me.

I wanna know what I should do.

Kimmie, you got a VIP.

So I strip, you pay.

That's what this is.

You don't want your son to see you here.

W... Where is she?

She died.

Hey.

Where the hell you been?

You supposed to have that phone on you at all times, bitch.

Where did you go?

Oh okay.

You not gonna answer me?

Whoo!

Bitch, what the fuck is wrong with you?

You high or some shit?

See, bitch,

you need to be where the hell I tell you you need to be.

I've been calling yo ass for hours.

You know what? Get in the fucking car.

Get yo ass in the car, bitch.

You got Jules calling me to come find you like I ain't got shit to do.

Stupid bitch.

Get in the fucking car!

Hello.

Norman, how is she?

Tell me you got something for me.

I'm working on it.

- Jules... - Look, I swear.

I'm working on it.

What is it that you're not telling me?

I got some information, but, uh...

What is it?

There was a triple homicide in the tow yard Ina was found in.

Everyone was executed.

What?

Yes.

But she wasn't shot.

No.

I'm trying to get all the CCT footage from the area as much as I can.

- Well... Well, did the place have cameras? - Mm-hmm.

One. But that wasn't working very well.

Shit.

You know, the doctor said, uh,

that the swelling on her brain has gone down.

And so she'll be able to tell us everything.

Thank God.

You know, I know one of my nephews did this shit.

Well...

What?

I'm... I'm just not gonna try and talk you out of this.

Well, good.

Because they know that Ina gets all of my shares

if something happens to me.

And they want her out.

I know you believe that's what happened.

No, that's the truth.

It's in the will

that... that... that the spouse gets all of the shares.

No spouse, no... no children, it goes back to the family.

My... My father set it up like that. It's part of the will.

I was such a damn fool.

Relax.

No, you're not.

Just find out who did this shit.

I swear I will.

Well, get to it.

Ina's gotta rest.

Yeah.

Doctor's coming in tomorrow.

They're gonna take her out of this, uh, coma.

Yes, um...

Of course.

What is it?

I tried calling Roy,

but I couldn't get him, so I thought I'd call you.

As I asked you, what is it?

I'm on my way to talk to your father-in-law about your aunt.

Apparently, she's making progress,

and they wanna take her out of her coma tomorrow.

Oh, wow, that's excellent news, no?

I'm sorry?

Sarcasm.

What's the plan, Jules?

To talk to your father-in-law.

Jules, you know what the hell I'm asking.

Don't worry, he won't know it was you.

Know what was me?

Look, I just called to fill you in.

Whatever. Where's Roy?

I'm not sure.

Jules, I know you're lying.

M... M... Mallory, all right, do we have to go through this all the time?

Look, I don't know anything, I swear.

Whatever, Jules.

♪ Is she classy, super nasty...? ♪

Come on.

Get. Stupid bitch.

♪ The way she make that ass bounce Bounce, bounce, bounce ♪

♪ Bounce, bounce... ♪

Come over here.

Did you call my wife?

- What? - Don't fucking play games with me.

Don't play games.

No, how would I have done that?

- I don't know your password. - By saying "call my wife" on my phone.

So did you?

No.

You have no idea what it's like being me.

You know that?

No, I d... I don't.

I got a father that hates me,

a mother that hates me as well.

Look at me, bitch, when I'm talking to you.

I got a queer-ass loser as a brother.

They put all the pressure on me to run this fucking company.

I don't know why I'm telling you this. You're just a stupid-ass whore, anyway.

Did you even graduate from college or go to school?

Any education?

You know what? Take your fucking clothes off.

Hurry the fuck up.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Mmm.

Look at me.

Fuck this shit.

You know, you are such a stupid asshole. What kind of...

What kind of whore can't get a man up?

Nah, you didn't call her.

You too dumb to do some shit like that.

Get the fuck out.

So when am I gonna see you again?

I'll let you know.

You wanna take my number?

It's best we keep it between us and Kimmie.

I see.

What?

So she's my pimp.

What do you mean?

She's eating off of me.

Speak English.

Are you paying her for me?

No.

You sure?

Why would I lie?

You're right.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

So I'll just wait to hear from you, or what?

Yeah.

Well, uh, hey.

This'll be waiting for you.

I'm sure it will.

Shit, man.

Good night, and thank you.

I'm sorry it took a little longer than an hour.

It's fine.

Hey, hey.

You... You okay?

I'm just tired.

Okay.

Something is wrong with that nigga.

I mean, he's fucking coughing up blood and shit.

I'm never gonna let him touch me.

I mean, I'll...

I'll dance for him, but...

if he wanna do more than that,

I ain't doing that shit. Fuck that.

Fuck that.

Fuck.

Now I gotta deal with my baby mama.

She's gonna think I'm out with one of them bitches from the club.

She's been calling me for hours.

- Hey, I'm on the way. - Where are you?

I'm on the way home.

That's not telling me where you are.

- I... I had to make a stop. - Where?

- Yolanda... - Are y... Are you in there with some bitch?

What are you talking about?

The bitch from the club!

Yolanda, chill the fu...

Are you... Are you there now?

Are you in the room now?

What?

What the fuck are you doing?

Stop!

Shut the fuck up!

I signed for you this car, and you in there with some bitch?

- What the fuck? Stop! - Get off!

- No! Stop! - Stop, stop, stop. Okay, wait.

Yo, my brothers will kick yo ass.

Wait, this is my fucking car!

Nah, you stay with that bitch!

This is...

This is my fucking car!

- What the fuck? - So now I'm stupid?

No, no, y... you're not stupid.

I wasn't with her!

Don't you ever come to my house.

My brothers will be there waitin' to kick yo ass.

Angel Jr. is my son too.

Fuck you!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

My fucking car, man!

I hate this shit.

And now she's gonna put me out.

That watch was worth a million dollars.

A million.

With that alone, we could've found a way to sell that shit and been set.

This nigga gets to have a million-dollar watch,

and I can't even afford a fucking car?

I'm not doing this shit. I'm not.

Kimmie, we can do this shit.

Okay?

Shit, you crying.

You must be feeling the same shit I'm feeling.

Just think about it.

Let's do it.

You in?

I'm in.

Let's take him.

Shit, yeah.

Here you are, sir.

Thank you.

Yes.

He's in the great room.

That'll be all, James.

This better be important,

getting me out of bed so late.

It's about your sister-in-law.

We have secure phones.

This could've just been a call.

It's more of an in-person thing.

I needed to see your face.

Okay, you're seeing it.

What is it, Jules?

Your brother

says Ina's making progress.

And?

That wouldn't be good.

Wa...

Was it my fucking sons?

I don't know.

You're lying!

Protecting them motherfuckers since the day they were born.

What do you want me to say?

I'm sorry?

Which one?

It was Roy.

Roy.

Shit.

I know.

But, you know, everything was scrubbed, all the cameras.

And it's a good thing that it happened on your property.

Fuck.

Not for Ina.

Yeah, I know.

What is the chance she'll remember?

It's not probable, but...

I don't think we wanna take that chance.

You know how volatile your brother can be.

Yeah, I know.

I swear I would let that little motherfucker rot in jail,

but I won't give my brother the satisfaction.

Mm-mm.

And you shouldn't.

Damn it, I hate those fucking boys.

They don't have none of me.

Not a bit of my DNA, all of their mother's.

It could be taken care of.

How?

I could have it done right now.

Nah, it's too messy.

I made a donation at the hospital.

Peter Framer

owes me some favors.

Peter?

Yeah, he's the, uh...

the director of Patients and Medical Service.

What kind of favors does he owe you?

The only favors I hold

are bodies buried.

Yes, sir.

I'll handle it.

Yes, sir.

Hello.

- Hey. - How is she?

You tell me.

Well, her vitals are looking good.

- I'm gonna check her fluids. - Okay.

- We just wanna be sure she's comfortable. - Yeah.

How are you? Are you comfortable?

Yeah, I'm good.

You don't look like it in that chair.

Well, compared to her, I'm doing fine.

Yes, well, I can see how that sounds.

Yeah.

I didn't mean anything by it.

I could help get you a comfier chair, even a bed.

A bed?

No. No, I'm good.

I'm good.

I'm good.

I can tell you really love her.

Yeah.

I do.

She is a lucky woman

to have a man like you standing by her side.

Hmm.

No, I'm the lucky one. She's, uh...

She means the world to me.

Yes.

Well, it shows.

Especially the way you're sitting here.

Well, look, I... I... I am no angel.

She is.

Yes, I'm sure she would say the same.

I would hope so.

Are you kidding me?

Considering how much you and your family have done for this hospital?

Hmm.

Thank you.

Sure.

Well, everything looks really good here.

Please try and get some rest.

If you change your mind about that bed, just ring the button.

Thank you.

Calvin.

Yes, ma'am?

Come see me in the living room.

Right away.

You needed me?

You're fully dressed.

Well, I didn't know what was going on, so...

How did you get dressed so quick?

I was on the move, ma'am. What do you need?

I need to know where Roy is.

Well, I'm not sure.

I used to be able to track his phone, and now I can't.

- I don't know where he is. I'm sorry. - Mmm.

How close are you with Jules?

Not very. Why?

Do you tell him everything?

Not the personal things.

You know you shouldn't tell everyone everything.

Especially certain things, right?

I get it.

Good, so we're on the same page.

Yeah, we are.

Good, thank you.

Need anything else?

No, I asked you for what I needed.

Okay. Well, have a good night.

You too.

Actually, I do have one more thing.

Anything. You can ask me anything, Mallory.

I need to know where my husband is.

I know Jules used to keep track of him, but...

I can ask, but I'm sure he's not gonna share it with me.

Why?

Well, he got upset the last time I asked, so...

Why is that?

I'm not sure.

Hmm.

Why did you ask about him?

Well, I was told he was doing something, so I asked about it.

Don't be vague with me, Calvin.

What was he doing?

It had to do with another woman.

What woman?

- I don't know. Never got a name. - Mm-hmm.

I asked him about it, he let me have it, so I never asked again.

Well, I need to know anything that you know.

I need to know what he's doing.

Well, like I said, I can try, but it won't be easy.

If you let me know everything he's doing, I'll make it worth your while.

You talking about money or something else?

What else am I talking about?

Just asking.

You can leave.

Have a good night, Mallory.

I will.

Did you see that bitch's face?

She trying me.

I bet you she won't do that shit again.

She ain't about to be having Jules mad at me.

Hello.

Speaking of Jules...

Fuck.

Go on out there and see what he want.

Damn, what the fuck you looking at?

Did you find her?

Yeah.

Where was she?

At her hotel.

Why wasn't she answering her... her phone?

She was just doing it to piss me off.

Hmm.

Yeah.

You know, more I think about it, you the wrong girl for this.

Come on, Jules. I got this.

- Well, it don't look that way to me. - No, for real.

Nah.

Nah, I'mma have to rethink this.

I'm telling you, I got this.

Maybe she should be running this,

since you can't seem to get her under control.

Jules, don't do me like that.

You know I'm down with you.

And what's that mean?

That means I would do anything for you.

You sure about that?

Yes.

Yeah, but you said don't do you like that.

- What about me? - Daddy, I was only talking about you.

I swear.

You know what she did the last time, huh?

I know.

She disappoints me.

I would never do that.

And I don't like being disappointed.

I know.

I promise you.

Let me make it up to you.

What are you doing?

I'm just trying to make it up to you.

You think that's what I want from you?

I...

Open your mouth.

Open it.

Wider.

You think I can't see all the men that's been up in there?

Huh?

Think that's what I want from you?

- You insulted me. - Sorry.

I didn't mean to.

Get the fuck out.

Jules, please...

Get the fuck out.

I'm sorry.

You don't understand, do you, huh?

- Just give me one more chance. - Close the fucking door.

Hey, what the fuck did he say?

Move. Move, bitches.

Move. Today!

Let's go!

That bad, huh?

- Uh... - What?

Hey, what'd he say?

He thinking about giving that Kimmie bitch my spot.

Shit.

You can't let that happen.

- You think I'm gonna let that happen? - I know you not gonna let that happen.

Shit.

I will kill that bitch if it's the last thing I do, I swear to God.

Oh, you know you can't be hitting that bitch in the face, right?

'Cause you're fucking up the money.

You know where her mama live?

Oh damn. You gonna put her mama on the street?

- What you gonna do? - No, bitch. She got a sister or something?

Shit, I don't know.

Well, we need to find out.

You know somethin'? The only person she care about is that Rain.

- I know. - Mm-hmm.

And Angel.

They be talking a lot.

I seen that.

You think they fuckin'?

Yeah. They fuckin'.

Might be.

Mm-hmm. Just might be.

Where does he live?

Shit, I don't know.

Bitch, do you know anything?

What am I, Google? Shit.

Shit, do it. Find out.

Calm down before I punch you in your pussy.

- Then you gonna really fuck up the money. - Oh, okay.

Bitch, eat and shut up.

Well, I will 'cause my blood sugar low, bitch.

My blood sugar weren't low, I'd beat your ass.

Just eat.

Talking all that shit.

Yeah. Yo mama.

Excuse me.

Yes?

Y... Yeah, I'll take that bed.

Bed?

Yeah, just... just bring it into my wife's room.

I... I'm sorry, I...

Um...

Where...

Where is the nurse that was just here?

I... I'm sorry, sir, but we're the only nurses that are here.

No, I just... I just talked to her.

I'm sorry, it's just us.

Look, she was brown-skinned, she... she had a bun like yours,

she was a nice lady, she... she, um...

She said that she would bring me a bed.

W... We can get you a bed, sir.

No.

Wait.

Sh...

Wait. Okay, about how long ago was it?

I don't know. A couple of hours?

Are you sure?

No.

I mean, I didn't...

I wasn't wearing my watch.

Where's the schedule? You got a schedule?

W... Well, the shift change is at midnight. Could that have been it?

Maybe.

We'll get that bed for you, Mr. Bellarie.

Okay.

♪ Go to work, go to work, go to work ♪

♪ Pop that pussy for a nigga Make it twerk... ♪

Oh shit!

Yeah, he pissed somebody off.

Ooh, I know he's sick 'cause he love that damn car.

Yeah, I got that shit.

♪ But they don't wanna fight ♪

Hello?

Morning.

Good morning.

Shit, I just went to sleep.

Yeah, I know, but I need to talk to you.

What is it about, the company?

No, it's about the lawsuit.

I don't wanna deal with this.

Well, you better.

- Mallory. - Come on, Charles.

You're the only sane person in this family.

Okay, what is it?

I can't tell you over the phone,

but I had a conversation with Varney last night.

Yeah, and?

We need to huddle.

Okay, when?

I'm really busy today,

but, um, I'll make sure I get to you by tomorrow, if not today.

Okay.

All right. Thank you, Charles.

Mm-hmm.

Talk to you later.

Varney.

What do I need to know?

Damn. Can I get a good morning first?

Good morning.

Sexy ass.

Thank you.

But what do I need to know?

About what?

That was my sister-in-law on the phone. She wants to talk to me.

Then go talk to her.

Come on, Varney, just say it.

Well, it's not good.

Well, how bad is not good?

It could take the whole company under.

- Really? - Yeah.

All right, what would that mean?

It would mean that you could lose everything.

Shit.

And... And this... this could really happen?

- Yeah. - Okay.

All right, so how do we stop it?

I don't know if you can.

Now, you know my father or my uncle, they'll find a way to stop it.

Okay.

I sure hope you're right.

I know I am, so...

But what if they can't?

Then what?

What are you trying to say?

- Charles, you know I love you. - Mmm. Mm-mm.

Varney, just say it.

How much money you got set aside?

Shit, not enough.

Yeah, well,

you need to sober the fuck up

and focus on this.

Shit. Okay. All right.

I'm gonna see you tonight?

I'm going home later.

So that means I'm not gonna see you.

- Hey, that's your rule, not mine. - Come on.

You all live on the same street.

And if I park my car anywhere other than your father's house...

- Why are we hiding this? - You know we're not hiding this. Come on.

It's not like that.

Mmm. It's not.

- It's not like that... - No.

...for you.

You know what? Stop it.

Now you in and out of the club with another nigga every fucking night.

Don't complicate this.

Know what this is.

You got needs, and I got needs.

So let this be what it is.

Your family is my biggest client,

and I'm not gonna lose them.

Fine.

Shit make me feel like a $2 hoe.

Two dollar?

Nigga, I'm leaving $1 on that nightstand for your little ass.

- And that's all you get. - Fuck you.

Zip me up.

So you came in at 3 a.m., huh?

And?

Read it.

- What is this? - You still can read, right, Roy?

Read it.

What is this, Mallory?

This is Dr. Jack Collier.

He got caught having an affair with a whore.

You see that face?

That's his wife.

- You see her face all over this blog? - What's this got to do with me?

Let me be a bitch on a blog, and I'll fucking kill you.

Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Oh, like, uh...

Like how you did my aunt, hmm?

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

Zip me up.

You know, you are so paranoid.

I mean, uh...

you still got those bugs you checking every night under your car?

I know you better had heard what I said, Roy.

You know,

it's just fascinating to me how image...

is so important to you.

Hmm.

What else do I have?

Baby, look around.

Look at this.

Well, you sure didn't give me this shit.

Huh.

You were a poor-ass teen when I met you. Remember that?

- Mm-hmm. - Mm-hmm.

Now I've earned every damn dime.

Mmm, like the sweet little ho you are.

- Oh, I'm a whore? - Mm-hmm.

If I'm a whore, what the hell are you

but a spoiled, brat-ass druggie?

Mmm, mmm.

Don't you got somewhere to be?

Yeah, I need to go to work, so I can pay for these damn shoes that you have on.

Because the man I married is a little boy.

Just go.

Just fucking go, man.

Let me end up on the blog, Roy.

Bye, Mallory.

Let this be your warning.

Fucking vultures.

Well, I became that because of this family.

Good morning, ma'am.

Gillian, you won't be riding with me this morning.

You can pick up my dry cleaning.

I did that yesterday, ma'am.

Okay.

Well, I don't want you to ride with me.

Yes, ma'am. But is there a reason why?

Is it something I did wrong, or...

Bitch, do I need to give you a reason why I don't want you to ride with me?

Do you need one?

You need a reason?

Let me give you one.

Maybe because you stink.

You smell like old hair grease and mothballs.

You smell like fucking Jim Crow.

Your damn tears stink too.

Find another way.

Close the door, motherfucker.

You know what? Fuck this. What, did you sit here?

- Yes, ma'am. - Let me get on the other side.

Oh.

What are you doing here?

Um, I'm sorry, sir. Your wife asked me to get a dress for her.

Well, get it.

Yes, sir.

Oh.

I'm so sorry.

What are you doing?

I'm sorry, I just... I dropped my phone.

Yeah, I seen that.

But my wife called you and told you to get that dress?

Yeah.

So if I call my wife,

she gonna tell me that she told you

to pick up this dress?

- Yeah. - Mmm.

Mm-hmm.

Let's call her.

Let me make this quick phone call, then.

Let's see what she says.

- Okay, wait, wait. Wait, please. - What?

Please, please, please. I just, um...

You know, now that I think about it,

Mallory, she never wears the same dress twice. Never.

So, what's going on? Did she send you here?

No.

- You setting me up. - I wanted to...

- You setting me up. - I'm not setting you up.

I'm telling you, I'm not.

So, what's the game plan here, huh?

Mallory gonna come down the private road, she gonna double back and catch us?

- Is that the game plan? Is that it? - This is my idea. All my idea.

And if she finds out anything, I lose everything.

Get out. You talking too much. Get out.

- Get out. - Okay.

You're setting me up, that's what you're doing. Get out.

- I'm sorry. - Now.

But I wasn't.

I'm sorry.

This motherfucker. Hey, I'll tell you what, boy...

What?

You think I'm stupid?

Yeah, I do, actually.

I ain't falling for it, Mallory.

What are you talking about?

You think you're really smarter than me, huh?

Roy, that's been proven that I am.

Are you doubling back?

Now, why would I do that?

I know you're doubling back, Mallory.

You know what? I'm about to go to the office. Get the fuck off my phone.

I'mma go do what you don't do.

This fucking idiot.

Your husband?

What?

Is that who you're referring to?

Why do you think you can ask me that?

I just assumed.

Don't assume shit.

Yes, ma'am.

You supposed to be driving me, right?

- Yeah... - Well, just do that and shut up.

Yes, ma'am.

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I wake you?

Uh..

Yeah, these chairs are not...

- Sorry, the chairs are awful. - How is she?

I really hate to tell you this.

What is it?

We got her test results back.

And?

I'm so sorry, Mr. Bellarie.

We've done all we could.

Wait.

Yesterday, you... you... you said she was fine.

She... She squeezed my hand.

Yes, I know. But I can show you the CAT scans.

Last night, she developed severe bleeding on the brain,

and the swelling started to increase.

What does that mean?

It means your wife has no brain activity.

The machines are the only thing keeping her alive.

So... what are you saying?

The probability of her regaining consciousness

is about less than 2%.

So she's dead?

No, sir.

She is alive, but...

But the machines are doing it?

Yes.

How does someone run over a 64-year-old woman

and leave her for dead?

People can be awful.

Family can be worse.

I'm sorry.

Is there someone we can call to be here with you?

She's the only one I would call.

Mr. Bellarie, you and your family have been really good to this hospital.

I promise you, we have done all we could.

And that's all you can do?

Right?

I'm so sorry.

So, uh...

are... are you saying that, um...

I should just let her die?

That is not a decision I can make.

Well, is there another way?

In my medical opinion,

we don't think she'll ever recover.

So you want me to make the decision?

It would have to be yours, sir.

Unless there's someone else who has a power of attorney?

That would be me.

Okay.

You don't have to make that decision right now.

You take all the time you need.

Thank you.

Just ring the bell if you need anything.

Jules.

Yes, sir?

I need to move my wife from this hospital.

- Why? - I need to move her right now.

- What happened? - Yesterday, she was fine.

A nurse comes in here last night at midnight,

and then now today, she's not going to make it.

- Shit. - I need to move my wife.

- Wait, hold on, I can... - I know my brother got to her!

I know he did!

What are you talking about? I can help you.

- Motherfucker, I've gotta move my wife! - Norman...

You know what? Forget it. Forget it. I'll do it myself.

Yeah.

You did this to her.

I'm not up for all this shit.

Motherfucker, I will kill both of your sons.

Both of them.

Listen to me.

Don't call announcing what you're gonna do.

Do it.

Now get off my fucking phone.

♪ Hey, we is them niggas Who they tryna be like ♪

♪ We takin' they bitches We causing real havoc ♪

♪ Steppin' on shit Like we playin' in Madden ♪

♪ We callin' the blitzes We caught 'em in traffic ♪

♪ Want that lil check? Better tell me the status ♪

♪ The cameras be thermal So payment is valid ♪

♪ You reppin' a pole Know I got that shit tatted ♪

♪ Don't play with my brothers You know that we got it ♪

♪ I'm so hood like my name Khaled ♪

♪ You live in the trenches You know it's a balance ♪

♪ Nigga used to pull up to gyms And hit a few buckets ♪

♪ And swear they was scoutin' the talent ♪

♪ Me, I be watchin' my film And makin' my money ♪

♪ You niggas be mentally challenged ♪

♪ Now we're doin' deals You be niggas be rappin' ♪

♪ You not in the field You niggas be lackin' ♪

♪ Same young nigga from the pole That be snappin' ♪

♪ Look like a goofy Just know that we tax him ♪

♪ If you want problems Just know that we packin' ♪

♪ I'm makin' my money I'm makin' my backend, hey ♪

♪ High and I feel like Aladdin ♪

♪ You niggas is pussy That's why I be laughin' ♪

♪ Niggas is fans And that's why they be actin' ♪

♪ These niggas is losin' That's why they be jackin' ♪

♪ Me and my people outside We can boss up ♪

♪ I woke up as we gonna fuck up today ♪

♪ Me and my people outside With them choppas ♪

♪ That's why we be flexin' Right in front of y'all face ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid ♪

♪ I'm feelin' like Doug I'm feelin' like Jay ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid ♪

♪ I'm feelin' like Baby I'm feelin' like Ray ♪

♪ We is them niggas Who they tryna be like ♪

♪ We takin' they bitches We causing real havoc ♪

♪ Steppin' on shit Like we playing in Madden ♪

♪ We callin' the blitzes We caught 'em in traffic ♪

♪ Want that lil check? Better tell me the status ♪

♪ The cameras be thermal So payment is valid ♪

♪ You reppin' a pole Know I got that shit tatted ♪

♪ Don't play with my brothers You know that we got it ♪

♪ I'm so hood like my name Khaled ♪

♪ You live in the trenches You know it's a balance ♪

♪ Nigga used to pull up to gyms And hit a few buckets ♪

♪ And swear they was scoutin' the talent ♪

♪ Me, I be watchin' my film And makin' my money ♪

♪ You niggas be mentally challenged ♪

♪ Now we're doin' deals You niggas be rappin' ♪

♪ You not in the field You niggas be lackin' ♪

♪ Same young nigga from the pole That be snappin' ♪

♪ Look like a goofy Just know that we tax him ♪

♪ If you want problems Just know that we packin' ♪

♪ I'm makin' my money I'm makin' my backend, hey ♪

♪ High and I feel like Aladdin ♪

♪ You niggas is pussy That's why I be laughing ♪

♪ Niggas is fans And that's why they be actin' ♪

♪ These niggas is losin' That's why they be jackin' ♪

♪ Me and my people outside We could boss up ♪

♪ I roll up this weed And I fuck up today ♪

♪ Me and my people outisde With them choppas ♪

♪ That's why be flexin' Right in front of y'all face ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid ♪

♪ I'm feelin' like Doug I'm feelin' like Jay ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we paid ♪

♪ I'm feelin' like Baby I'm feelin' like Ray, hey ♪

♪ You niggas be lucky ♪

♪ OG ♪

♪ Juwon ♪