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[ music playing ]

♪ Yeah, we do it
'cause we got it ♪

♪ Just the money
and the violence ♪

♪ Back against the wall
with just the money
and the violence ♪

♪ Yo, it's just the money
and the violence ♪

♪ Just the money
and the violence. ♪

[ phone buzzes ]

- Yo.
- Dub: What's going on,
my dude?

Chillin', chillin'.
Why you sound like that?

A dude came over
today, flippin'.

Flippin'?
About what?

Turns out
they got your boy
on a screen

for the last couple
moves he made.

Moms caught
the evening news.
Get the picture?

Crystal clear.
You hot?

Hot?
I'm on fire.

No worries, man.
You know them "eyes" they got
is blurry as shit.

You need to fall back
for a couple of months, man.

- Let that thing blow over.
- Yeah, I know.

Don't tell me
you know, Dub.

You need to bring
your ass back to NY.

- Come lay low
out here with me.
- You right.

[ scoffs ]
Don't tell me
I'm right, Dub.

Do it. Miami's always
gonna be there.

You can always go back.
You could stay with me.
You good.

Cool.
I'ma do that.

I just have
a few things I need
to do before I come.

- Just give me a few days.
- All right.

I'ma give you
a few days, but, yo,

book your ticket
as soon as we get off
this phone.

I can't book it
because, like I said,

I got a few things
I gotta do first.

But I got you.
I'm on it, Rafe.

All right.
Yo, be safe out there, man.

And, yo, make sure
you hit my jack

as soon as you know
when you gonna make
that move.

I love you,
my nigga.

[ chuckles ]
Here you go
with this shit.

Yo, whatever, man.
Just be safe out there.

Got you.

[ silent ]

[ silent ]

[ phone buzzes ]

- Yo.
- Man: Yo, Dub's dead.

What? What the fuck
are you talking about?

- What Dub?
- Your Dub.

Yo, don't be calling my phone
with this bullshit, man.

[ buzzing ]

What?

Rafe, I'm dead serious.

Did the police
kill him?

I don't know.
I just got the call.

He said he didn't
have your number, so
I told him I'd call you.

He said that he died
in Atlanta.

Atlanta?

Yo, thanks
for the call, man.
I gotta make a call.

[ sighs ]

[ line rings ]

[ phone buzzing ]

Damn.

What happened?

Yo, chill, Rafe.

I'm on my way back
to NY right now.

I'm coming to see you
as soon as I touch down to NY.

What happened?!

You know I can't kick it
on the jack.

I'm coming straight
to you, Rafe.

That's my word, B.

[ mutters ]
Gotta see Black.

[ phone buzzes ]

- Yo?
- Hey, Black,

things went left.

The fuck you mean
that shit went left?

Look, man, I ain't fixin'
to get into this shit
over the phone, bro.

You remember
where the crib at?
Just come to the crib, bro.

I can't get into details
over the horn, bro.

Just know that milk spoiled
and it ain't good
no more.

Don't tell me
you fucked that
package up, Choppa.

Look, man, just come
to the crib, bro.

I'ma break it down to you
once you get here.

[ scoffs ]
Ts-ss.

[ sighs ]

[ sighs ]
Fuck, Kane.
Think, think, think.

What the fuck
did you do?

Shit.

What the fuck
did I do, yo?

They told you
to stay off the streets

and you wouldn't listen.

They told you the streets
wasn't for you.

You really didn't listen.

[ sighs ]
Who can I call?
Call Rafe.

[ line rings ]

- Pick up, Rafe.
- Recording:
After the tone...

Ah, fuck this voicemail.
Let me try again.

[ line rings ]

- Recording:
After the tone...
- Fuck!

Tsk, where
are you, Rafe?

Shit.

What the fuck
did I do?

Rafe, where are you?
I need you, yo.

Nah, he gotta
answer the phone, yo.

Come on, Rafe.
I need you, yo.

[ line rings ]

Recording:
After the tone,
please record a message.

Fuck!

What the fuck
I got myself into, yo?

Who else can I call?

Who else can I call?

Shane.

Call Shane, Shane.

[ phone rings ]

- [ line rings ]
- Come on.

Recording:
After the tone,

- please record a message.
- Fuck, yo.

- [ phone buzzes ]
- Oh!

Oh, shit, come on.

- Hello?
- Why you up so early, man?

Matter of fact,
why are you even callin'
my phone this early?

What time is it?

Shane, thank God, yo.

My bad, man.
I didn't mean
to wake you. It's 7:40.

But, yo, have you been
outside yet?

Kane, I'm still in my bed.
Why would I be outside?

[ sighs ]
Yo, I need you

to come meet me
right now ASAP, please.

Meet you for what?

Come on, Shane.
It's an emergency. Please!

Yo, why you
sound like that, man?
Are you all right?

No-- I mean, yes.
I mean, yo, I don't
even know.

It's something
I gotta talk to you
in person, though,

'cause Rafe told me

do not ever speak
about these things
over the phone.

All right,
so come meet me.
Come to my crib.

You're gonna come?

What the fuck, Kane?

Why you can't come
to the block?

Yo, I promise you
when you get here,

I'ma explain
everything to you.

- Just come.
- [ sighs ]

All right, man.

This shit
better be important

if you're dragging me
out my goddamn bed
this early, man.

Send me the address
to where you're at.
I'm on my way.

All right, yes,
bet.

Yeah, I'ma send you
the address right now.

All right.
Thank you, yo.

Thank God.

Oh, shit.

[ exhales ]

Fucking Kane, man.

[ groans ]

[ knocking on door ]

Bro, you know
what the fuck time
it is, man?

Sittin' here
knocking on the door
like you motherfuckin' crazy.

What the fuck
happened, Choppa?

- Man, keep your motherfucking--
- Don't tell me
you fucked this up.

Bro, keep
your motherfuckin'
voice down, bro.

You sittin' here
like you want the whole
neighborhood

to know what the fuck
we talkin' about.

Oh, okay.
So what happened?

Did you get
in the crib?

Did you get the bread,
the coke, something?

Shit ain't work out
like that, bro.

What do you mean?

So how the fuck
it didn't work out?

You fucked it up,
didn't you?

Look, bro,
you said it yourself.

Homie move militant
like a motherfucker.

You told me
the tables could turn.

So what happened?

Bro, we positioned
ourselves,

we waited,
and when he came out,

he wasn't
tryin' to hear it.

What you mean
he wasn't tryin'
to hear it?

I told you
to play him close

because I definitely know
he'd be havin' somethin'
on him.

What, y'all got into
a bang-out?

Nah, man.

As soon as I got
in arm's reach,

the nigga went
for the fire.

So we
started fightin'--
all of us.

- So I popped his ass.
- Did you get in the crib?

How the fuck I'ma
get into the crib

after lettin' off
a shot that late, Black?

We had to get the fuck
up out of there.

This that bullshit.

I knew you wasn't
gonna be able to
handle that shit.

- I fuckin' knew it.
- Fuck you mean you knew it?

You would throw away
all the money in the world

because you pissed.

I done seen you
fuck jobs up

and shoot motherfuckers
you didn't even have to.

That's exactly why
I stopped fuckin'
with you.

You be in it more
for shootin' motherfuckers

- than for the money.
- Man, fuck that, Black!

I ain't fixin' to be
fightin' and arguin'
with a nigga

with a motherfuckin' gun
in my hand.

The fuck the point
of the fire, then?

Bro, ain't no
motherfuckin'
conversations

when I'm
strapped up, bro.

I'm quick to let
a motherfucker have it.

The fire mean,
"Nigga, I talk,
you listen."

- Period.
- That's that bullshit
I'm talkin' about.

That gun is supposed to mean
you gonna get that paper.

Shootin' motherfuckers
puts absolutely no money
in my pocket!

[ scoffs ]
I thought you mighta
had smartened up by now.

You're still the same
fuckin' knucklehead.

"Knucklehead"?

Who the fuck
you talkin' to, Black?

After all the work
I done put in for your ass,

after all the bread
we done broke together

even after
we got into it,

and then you just
up and disappear?

[ chuckles ]
And why did we
get into it?

For the same damn reason--
you fucked up a lick

- for damn near half a mil.
- Man, fuck that!

I'ma be me.
I'ma do shit
the way Ido shit.

And it's fucked up
you left me out here
for dead!

Left you for dead?

You fucked up
three licks
back-to-back!

That was it.
I couldn't take
that shit no more.

I knew at the time
you was good.

You were sittin'
on a nice chunk of change.

You didn't care
whether if I was
ran or not.

So you leave me
for dead?

I bet you ain't even know
niggas caught me slippin'

and robbed me
after that, Black.

I was left
out here naked.

And you ain't
turn back for shit.

Niggas robbed you?

- Yeah, niggas robbed me.
- Yeah?

My crib.
My realcrib.

And them boys
cleaned me out.

I'm talkin'
about my whole stash.

- Everything.
- You ain't get word

- on where that shit came from?
- Nothin', man,

as if them
motherfuckers
never exist.

Oh, okay.

Anyway, look, Choppa.

I'm 'bout
my business.

What's bad for business
could never be good for me.

Tsk, and what's
the story, though?

Is this guy Rafe
a body or what?

Look, man,
I don't know.

All I know,
I hit that boy
in the stomach

and he
was bleedin'.

I can't tell you
no more than that, bro.

Fuck!
If that's the case,

you shoulda just killed
the motherfucker, Choppa!

Man, listen,
I did what the fuck
I had to do.

Plus, you ain't tell me
to rock that boy to sleep.

I gotta go.
I gotta get back
to Brooklyn

to find out what's word
on the street.

And that nigga
saw your face?

If he's not dead,

I wouldn't
be too comfortable
in that trap of yours.

Rafe knows
that location.

[ scoffs ]

[ door closes ]

Fuck!

[ doorbell chimes ]

Oh, gosh.

I'm so sorry
to have called you
so early this mornin', Bella.

I'm, like--
I'm sorry.

I didn't know
who else to call.

I didn't know
where else to go.

Just come in.
You're fine.

I'm just glad
I was off work today.

Work?! Bella, please,
can you charge my phone?

I need to call into work
to let them know

I won't be
comin' in today.

- Yeah, sure.
- Where's my phone?

Wait, you're
callin' out of work?

Okay, this is
the second surprise
of the day.

Second?

Well, I shouldn't
have to tell you

I was surprised
to see your name pop up

when my phone rang
this mornin'.

I don't even remember
the last time
you and I spoke.

Bella, we speak
almost every day at work.

Come on, Jessica.
Let's be honest.

We're cordial at work.

But you and I,
we don't speak.

Not the way
we used to.

You got it.
You're right.

But that's not on me.

You became distant,
so I fell back.

[ sighs ]
Well, I'm sure you know

why I got distant
on you, Jessica.

No, I don't.

When that girl Shay
started workin'
at the job...

- Shay.
- I told you
I wasn't too fond of her.

I don't know.
I don't like
her energy

and it's just somethin'
about that girl

that just rubs me
the wrong way.

But you and her
got close.

Closer than
you and I.

And I'm not gonna
sit in her face
and be fake.

I'm not the one
for drama either,

so I fell back.

Speaking of Shay...

What?
What about Shay?

You remember
my ex, Damon?

- Ex?
- Yep.

- Ex.
- You and Damon broke up?

You were head
over heels for him.

Jess, what happened?

It's a long story.

But as of lately,
from what I know,

they're involved.

What?!

- Involved how?
- [ sighs ]

Oh, my God,
I knew she couldn't
be trusted.

- How do you know this?
- [ sighs ]

She was over
at my house last night

and she got up
to use the bathroom

and her phone
was on my bed.

It rang
and when I looked down,

it was him texting her,

"Are you still
comin' over tonight?"

The dumbass even had him
saved in her phone

as "Call Me Choppa."

"Call Me Choppa"?

And what the hell
does that mean?

Forget it.
You won't understand.

Oh, Jessica,

please tell me that
when she came out
the bathroom,

you beat that ass.

Please tell me,
Jessica.

Everything in me
wanted to, Bella.

I-- I had to be sure.

I had to be sure.

So for the
whole two minutes
that she was in there,

I contemplated
if I should say somethin',

if I--
but I need to know.

I need to know
if this is somethin'
that's been goin' on

the whole time
we were together

or if it just started
after we broke up.

I knew it, Jessica.

I knew I couldn't trust
that connivin'-ass bitch.

I didn't like her ass
for a reason.

Look, don't
let this rattle you
at this point, though, Jess.

Look at you.

Boy, you look
really distressed.

You look like
you haven't slept
in days.

Last night
was so crazy, Bella.

But that wasn't even
the worst of it.

There's more?

[ chuckles ]
Girl, I'm gonna have to

make me some breakfast
to stomach all this stuff

- you've got goin' on.
- Bella, seriously.

I'm sorry.
Just-- go ahead.

You have my full,
undivided attention.

I started seein'
this guy named Rafe

and he got shot
last night.

What? He got shot?

How?

I don't know, Bella.
With a gun?

I mean,
what the hell happened?

After Shay left
last night...

I-- I was so angry.

I couldn't see
what was goin' on

right in front
of my face.

I didn't know
what to do.

And Rafe, he's just
so levelheaded.

I called him
so he could help me

figure out
what I should do.

What you should do?

I could've gave you
some advice, Jess.

- Beat that ass.
- Bella.

All right, go ahead.
Just finish tellin' me.

[ sighs ]
I called Rafe
and he was out.

But I told him
I really needed to talk,

so he promised
he'd call me back.

He did,
and on my way
over there

as I was comin' out
the elevator,

he was layin' on the floor
covered in blood.

Oh, my God, Jessica.

I mean,
is he all right?

Girl,
are you all right?

I'm fine!

But I don't know
about him.

When I left the hospital,
he was still under.

Bella, I can't think.

I couldn't go home
and be in the house
by myself.

I couldn't
go to work.

Oh, speakin' of work,
let me get you that charger

because the last
thing you need

is a "no call, no show"
on top of all of this.

Yeah, I do not need
any added stress.

You're right,
you don't need
to lose your job

on top of your long list
of issues.

[ music playing ]

♪ Baby girl,
let me make you my one... ♪

Yeah, man.

This is where the man
them tell me BR is restin'
him head right now.

- Mm-hmm.
- You see,

you cannot trust
nobody out here.

How the fuck
this boy Jabba

give this snake
of a soldier refuge
right now, my dog?

Only Jah know.

No. We don't know
what BR tell
the man first.

You can't say the man
disloyal without reason.

Without reason?

The man BR turned him back
on him own army.

Tell me, what type
of explanation
you could give me

for make them things
cool now, dog?

If Jabba want
for choose sides,

him are gonna rest
right next to BR.

Me leave both of them
in the same hole.

Member say you don't know
if the talks we heard
are true.

Enough men
they chat things
what they don't know.

Hm, well,
I'ma keep my gun close.

Me, I gonna
talk to Jabba

man-to-man,
face-to-face,

and see
if him eyes tell me
what him mouth do.

We are gonna sit right here
and wait for the man

and when him come out,
me gonna talk to the pussy.

Tsk, what the fuck, yo?

What is so important

that you just had to
meet me this early
in the mornin', Damon?

- You know
I gotta get to work!
- Man, watch your mouth, girl.

- Man, come here.
Let me talk to you, man.
- What the fuck? Get off my arm!

- What's wrong with you, Damon?
- The fuck is wrong with you?

You know my fuckin' name.
Call me Choppa, Shay.

Whatever, Choppa.
What happened?

Look, you know a dude

that live on your block
named Rafe?

Rafe? Why?

Why does it matter?

Do you
or don't you?

So you
found out, huh?

I've been tryin'
to tell you Jessica
moved on, Damon.

I told you
she was messin'
with this other guy.

Man, what the fuck
is you talkin' about, Shay?

Hold up,
that'sthe nigga?

Look, man,
I've been knew.

Matter of fact,
I know so-- I--

one of the homies
knows the homie.

And word
got back to me.

I thought Jessica said
she's done dealin'
with street niggas.

And she turned around
and deal with this dude?

What do you mean,
Damon?

Ts-ss, call me
Choppa, Shay.

What do you mean,
Choppa?

Man, this nigga Rafe
is as knee-deep
in the streets as I am.

She did
all that talkin'--

talkin' about
how she's done
with street niggas,

she don't wanna deal
with a certain lifestyle.

Then all of a sudden,
she turn around

and mess
with this dude?

Wait, I don't
understand

because that's not
what she told me.

She told me
he has a job.

[ scoffs ]
A job?

Oh, so he a nigga
that's workin'

and slangin' birds out
at the same time?

Well, I guess he
wouldn't be the first.

Slangin' what?

Look, never mind
that, man.

What's the info
on this dude, man?

Who, Rafe?

Oh, um,
I really don't know.

Just regular hood stuff,
you know what I'm sayin'?

Like, he's not the type
to be talkin'

and he's always
by hisself.

But at the end
of the day,

why do you
even care?

I told you
Jessica moved on.

Now you hear it
for yourself
and you wanna be

out here buggin'
lookin' all crazy
and shit?

- What?
- Got me out here
all early-ass in the mornin'

about to be late to work
'cause you wanna talk
about her bullshit

- and who she
messin' with?
- Man, look--

Come on, my nigga.
Y'all trippin' right now.

Look.
Watch your mouth.

Man, I ain't studyin'
that nigga.

I just heard that he be
into some shit.

So when I found out
that he was messing
with Jessica,

I just wanna make sure
she's safe.

But what does it matter
to you,though?!

Like, why do you
even care?

Why do I care?

What does it matter
to you?

Man, just find out the info
on this Rafe dude, man.

Look, I already told you
what I know,

so are we done?

Stop playin'
with me, Shay.

You heard
what I said, right?

Yes, I heard you.

Look, I gotta
go to work.

I'm already late
fuckin' with you, Damon.

- Call me Choppa, Shay.
- Bye, Choppa.

[ sighs ]

[ Jabba singing ]

♪ ...That's what
the youth say ♪

♪ Them try
every little thing, boy... ♪

Yo, go back
into the house, Jabba.

- What your deal, Fresh?
- Go back in the house, Jabba.

What's up, Gunner?
What are you always sittin'
in the stairway for?

Isn't that why you got
an apartment?

'Cause I don't smoke
in my crib, Leon.

Okay, okay,
makes sense,

but I need
to talk to you, Gunner.

Talk to me
about what?

- About last night.
- What about it?

Yo, we's in the car
on Shane's block,

I had butterflies
in my stomach.

This murderin' shit
is not for me.

I don't even have
the right outfits for this.

Y'all dudes
was hooded up.

I had a leopard print
sweater on

with a patent
leather vest.

I can't be around
with dudes gettin' shot.

I heard a song with dudes
talkin' about "blood
on my sneakers."

I immediately thought
about my Giuseppes.

- I almost fainted.
- So what you sayin'?

You gotta be goin' shoppin'
to put in work on Shane?

No, that's not
what I'm sayin'.

I'm sayin'
you don't need me.

You got your wolves, Gunner.
This is not for me.

So what's gonna happen
when you run into Shane again

and he tryin'
to blow your head off?

You gonna run
back over to me?

[ exhales ]

- Fuck.
- What's the big deal, Leon?

You're actin' like
I'm askin' you to
pull a trigger.

You dragged me into
this fuckin' beef.

Shane's lucky
we didn't make it
over there that night

'cause had my moms
not called me and
said she needed me,

it would've been
a wrap for dude.

Me and my wolves
is gonna do him filthy.

See, this is
what I'm talkin' about.

You were upset
that your moms called.

Me, I was happy.
This has gone too far.

Gone too far?

Gone too far?

Maybe you don't know
what it is you doin'
out here.

You're basically
runnin' around
robbin' motherfuckers.

Just because
it's not at gunpoint

don't make it
no better.

You call yourself
the "zo guard."

Homie had every right
to try to take
your head off.

But he knows
you not built
like that.

And that's why he's wrong
for takin' it that far

and shootin' at a nigga
knowin' that he ain't
gonna shoot back.

There's no stripes earned
from an easy kill.

So instead
of sittin' back

watchin' the dude
get closer and closer

until he smokes
your ass,

I chose to jump in
on the action
and save you.

And now this is
what you tell me?
We've "gone too far"?

No, Leon.
You've gone too far.

Hey, yo, I'm just out here
tryin' to make a dollar.

This is business.
It ain't personal.

Well, here's a lesson
for you.

The streets don't play
by those rules.

And on these streets,
all business is personal.

And if you
can't accept that,
then maybe you need

to stick strictly
to zoin' squares

because street niggas
ain't havin' that bullshit.

Motherfucker, man.

Jabba:
Yo, I hope you have
good reason

why you disrespect
my house like this, Fresh.

How you mean
"disrespect," Jabba?

Supposed to be
my brethren.

An ally to the thing.

I saw your move.

You see the man come
and abandon with thing

and see the man come
and try for gun at we head.

You give him refuge.
What happened to you?

How can you say
the word "brethren"

out of the same mouth
connected to the hand

that holds
that gun, Fresh?

I don't know whose words
leadin' you right now,

but they look
like those words mean
you're here for war,

not for counsel.
And at the end of the day,

me have to ask
question if your
brethrenship is true.

Yo, you know me loyal
to the general's cause,
though.

I could never fault a soldier
for bein' true, you know?

But too much loyalty
right now

can make
a man blind, Fresh.

So you have identified
yourself, Jabba,

because me havin'
a real problem right now

identifyin' which side
of the fence you are play
right now.

Me don't know,
it's like a snake,
maybe, had come

and crawled
into your ears

and told you some things
and persuaded you to
move to the other side.

If I could be
persuaded

by somethin' simple
as words, Fresh,

then I was no value
as a ally.

Yo, stop it with
the mindfuckery now, Jabba.

Where the fuck
is BR?

Yo, whoever sent you,

ask them for answer
the question, for you,
hear?

Yo, me no come play
no games with you, Jabba.

- Where's the boy?
- Where?

You for go visit
the island of Jamaica

and you'll find out
where him there.

Him gone back
a Jamaica.

Yo, let me tell you
somethin' right now.

Consequence
for them lies

are gonna fall
right upon your
bumbaclot head, trust me.

Lies?

Fresh, what me
gonna gain outta that?

BR come here
and him tell me everything
what are goin' on,

and all I do
is give him my advice.

And me,
I tell the man,
"Here what goin' on, dog.

You cannot fight
the army by yourself

'cause that
gonna be like suicide,

so you should just
pack your bag them

and go back
a Jamaica, brother,

because at the end
of the day,

fightin' a war
upon foreign grounds
is not gonna work."

Mm, so you're tellin' me
the fearless dog them

has gone back to Jamaica
with him tail in between
him legs?

- [ chuckles ]
- No fear, Fresh.

It's a proud fool
who doesn't retreat
when necessary, dog.

So at the end of the day,
him live to fight
the next day.

Hmm, and when that day
come, me are gonna
wait for him.

But, Jabba,
why you not tell me

where the boy stay
all this time?

This a situation, Fresh,
where you have to understand.

I have to stay neutral
to both sides, you know?

Because at the end of the day,
what gonna take place
are gonna take place

and there's nothin'
I can do 'bout it,
you understand?

And I cannot
contribute to that,
you understand me I say, dog?

Sounds like somethin'
the general would tell me.

Come like you have
an energy with you,
my dog.

Lucky still.

[ door opens, closes ]

Tsk...

- [ knocking ]
- Who is it?

It's Shane.

The fuck?
Yo, what you doin'
in a hotel, man?

I know you got
your bread up and all,

but I hope you're not
splurgin' on these broads.

Females? Yo, that's
the last thing that's
on my mind right now.

- How'd the block look
when you left?
- Like the block. Why?

Yo, was any cops
outside?

Nah, I took
a cab here.

When I went outside,
the cars was already
in front.

Matter of fact,
there was a paddy wagon
and a patrol car

- on the corner
when I spun off.
- Ah, fuck.

- Shit.
- What's up with you?

Man, I don't know
if I should tell you this.

What are you
talkin' about?

I mean, I wanna
tell you this,

but Rafe always told me
not to talk about these things
when they happen.

Matter of fact,
youeven told me

not to talk
about these things
when it happens.

The fuck
are you talkin'
about, Kane?

[ whispers ]
I shot Mister.

- What?
- I shot Mister.

I'm gonna sit down.

Aw, man.

- [ Kane sighs ]
- All right, so tell me
everything that happened

and tell me
from the beginnin'.

From the beginnin'.
okay.

Um, okay.

Last night, me and Rafe
was supposed to go to
the Buzz nightclub

and have some drinks.

But when we got there,
the security guard

that usually lets him in
with his gun wasn't there.

So, me, I ain't even
wanna go in the first place.

So I'm like,
"Yo, Rafe, give me
your gun.

Go have some drinks
and I'ma take the gun
straight home."

But you know Rafe.
"Yo, the life I live.

I gotta always
keep that on me."
Blah, blah, blah.

"How am I gonna
protect my life?"

My nigga,
I know Rafe.
Just get to the point.

Okay, cool.
So I finally convince him
to give me the gun.

So I promise you, yo,
I went straight home.

Straight to my buildin',
no stop.

As soon as I get
in my buildin',

who the fuck's standin'
in my hallway?

Mister. He's like,
"Yo, respect your jaw.

What you got
for me today,
Sugar Kane?"

So I'm like, "Fuck."

So then I remembered
the time you pulled
the gun out

and Mister
took off runnin'.

So I grabbed my waist
tryin' to scare him.

Then he's like,
"Yo, you don't think I know

you backed me down
with a cell phone last time?"

I'm like, "Shit."
So then he rushes me.

We start fightin'
and tusslin'.

I tried to reach the gun
just to scare him.

Well, I guess
when I pulled it out,
I shot him.

And I swear to God, Shane,
I shot Mister by accident, yo.

My nigga,
fuck shootin' Mister.

- You could've hit yourself!
- [ sighs ]

Mister had
that shit comin'
regardless.

Did anybody
see you?

Nigga,
I don't know!

As soon as that shit happened,
I got the fuck out of there.

I went and sat
at McDonald's

and I sat there
till they closed.

And then I still
was scared to go home,

so that's
how I ended up here.

Yo, you think
he's dead?

I don't know.
Around what time
was this?

That was,
um, shit-- um,

it was,
like, midnight.

Yo, you think I'ma
get arrested for this?

- I don't know.
It depends.
- Oh, shit.

- Fuck my life.
- It depends if
anybody seened you.

Some bullshit, man.

It depends,
if anybody seen you,

if they actually
tell the police.

[ exhales ]

This could be a situation
where nothin' happens.

But this also could
be a situation where
everything happens.

Where did you put
the gun?

It's in
the drawer, man.

All right, man.
I'm about to go
back to the block

to see if I
can get any word
on what happened.

- I'll be back.
- Yo, you think you could

bring me some food
when you come back?

You don't got
no bread on you?

Yeah, I got money,
but the cops lookin' for me.

My nigga, who the fuck
you think you are,

- bin Laden?
- Tsk, ah, whatever.

Police ain't lookin'
for your ass!

Get your scary ass up
and go get somethin' to eat!

- Whatever, man.
- Crazy.

Lock that door, man.

[ exhales ]

What the fuck
did I do, yo?

[ sighs ]
I'm tired.

[ line rings ]

Recording:
After the tone,
please record a message.

Shit, let me text
this nigga.

I'm surprised
he's not up.

He's always up
at the crack of dawn.

[ groans ]

[ phone buzzes ]

- What's up, Papi?
- Capone: I didn't call you
to play games, Miz.

Come to the shop today.
We need to talk.

- All right, say no more.
What time?
- Doesn't matter.

- I'll be around.
- All right, I'll be there.
Cool.

Ah, fuck.

Okay, can you remember
what, uh, happened
last night?

Yeah, I remember.

Do you feel well enough
to talk?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Okay, fill us in
on the details

how you ended up
with a bullet

in your abdomen
this morning.

I came home from grabbin'
a couple of drinks.

Where did you go?

Um...

I was at the, uh--
the Buck Nightclub.

Where is that at?

That's on
Empire Boulevard.

Empire Boulevard.

What's the
cross streets?

Empire and Bedford,
I believe.

I don't know, man.
Google it.

- Who were you with?
- I wasn't with anyone.

I was by myself.

So the young lady
that was with you,

the one that placed
the 911 call...

What young lady?

Miss...

her name
is Jessica.

Does that name
ring a bell?

Yeah, I remember.

She wasn't with me
at the Buck's.

She called me
and said that she
needed to speak to me.

I told her that
I'd call her back
when I got home.

When I got to my block,
I called her

and told her
I'd be there
in 10 minutes.

So she had knowledge
since early that night

that you were
out and about?

Yeah. What does that
have to do with anything?

Look, we're just
tryin' to look at
every possible scenario

of as to why this
might've taken place,

including someone
settin' you up.

[ scoffs ]
Look, there was
no setup.

I came out of the elevator
in my buildin'.

I bumped into this guy.
He said something to me.

I said something back.
He turned around
and swung on me,

so of course
I swung back.
We started fightin'.

It spilled out the elevator
into the hallway.

In the midst of the scuffle,
I hear this loud bang.

The next thing I know,
I'm on the floor shot.

No setup, no nothin'.
Case closed, man.

How much money
did you have on you?

What the fuck does that
have to do with anything?

I don't know, man,
a little over $100.

Okay, the guy
that you bumped into,

do you know his name?

Is he familiar to you?

No, I've never
seen him before.

Do you know
what apartment
he came out of?

Didn't I just tell you
that I bumped into him

when I came out
of the elevator?

I really don't need
this aggravation.

It sounds to me
like this was random.

Listen, we're just--
we're just tryin'

to figure out
who did this to you.

And the only way
for us to do so

is by asking you
questions.

Do you mind
if we ask you
a few more?

Yeah, you guys could have
a few more minutes.

Are you
a gang member?

I'm done.
Do you hear
this foolishness?

I came home,
I got into it with somebody,
and he shot me.

I'm not a gang member.
I'm a grown-ass man

who just so happened to be
at the wrong place

at the wrong time.
What the fuck?

[ groans ]

Thank you
for your patience
and your time.

I-- I think
we have everything
that we need here.

Do you have a, uh,
contact number where
we can reach you

if we have
any more questions
or any new developments?

347-866-2405.

And if there's
anything else

that you remember
from that evening

or any questions
that you have for us,

please don't hesitate
to call.

We'll be in touch
if necessary.

I don't know.
I don't know what to say
right now, you know?

That's crazy.
Like, I didn't really
know him like that,

- but, damn!
- Mm-hmm.

it's crazy
like that, ma'am.

But I hope
he feels better,
all right?

- Yeah, thank you, though.
- Okay, have a good day.

- These guys are vakabon.
- Shay: Right.

- Sak a, V.
- Sak pase?

- What's up?
- Ah, the family's
worried, buddy.

Worried?
Worried about what?

You don't hear
what happened?

- No, what happened?
- They shoot Rafe.

Who shot Rafe?
When?

Last night,
they shoot Rafe.

I don't know.
I think it's the guys,
you know,

they sell the crack and,
you know, the marijuana.

You know, maybe them.

Maybe you because I know
you sell the crack.

- I know that.
- I don't know what
you're talkin' about, V.

- Mm-hmm.
- Is he good?

Is he good?

I tell you
they shoot Rafe

and then
you want to say,
"Is he good?"

No, man!
He's bad.

- Bad how?
- I don't know.

I don't go
to the hospital,
you know,

because I tell Dorothy
the story, she's goin'
crazy right now.

Which hospital
is he in, V?

Eh, K-- eh,
King's City.

- Yeah.
- All right, V.

- All right, man
- See you later.

Take care of yourself,
okay, boy?

Punk.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

[ line ringing ]

[ mutters ]
Jesus Christ Almighty.

[ phone buzzing ]

- What's up, shorty?
- Hey, babe.

Look, you're not even
gonna believe this,

but you remember the dude
you asked me about, Rafe?

- He got shot last night.
- He got shot?

Yeah, somebody
from his buildin'
was just puttin' me on.

Have you seen Jessica?

No. I haven't
seen her at all.

They said she called
out of work today

and that's
not even like her,

so she's probably
in the hospital with Rafe.

[ exhales ]

What-- what hospital
would that be?

Most likely King's City.
That's not too far from here.

Look, man,

keep me posted
if you hear anything else.

I swear, you get
on my nerves.

Like, why do you even
care about her

and whoever
she's fuckin', Damon?

Look, man,
call me Choppa, Shay.

You know what?
Whatever.

Bye, Choppa.
Dummy.

What's wrong
with this chick, man?
[ scoffs ]

- [ line ringing ]
- Come on, Miz.

Pick up, Miz.

- Pick up.
- [ phone buzzing ]

Fuck.

What's up,
my guy?

Capone's voice:
"Your character has brought you
to this point

and I don't ever want you
to forget that.

The heart and mind exist
totally independent
of one another.

They are forever
at war.

In business,
your heart will always
mislead you,

so always allow your mind
to help you find your way.

Every man makes mistakes.

But a true man understands
that being forthcoming

will free him,

whether that freedom
is to forgiveness

or death.

This vast world
is but a playground

to a giant.

Your limits
are where we begin.

This is a chance
to walk amongst gods."

Go now, Miz.
We'll speak.

See you soon.

[ clicks ]

[ crackles ]

Hey, Miss.

You're up.

The doctor told me
you woke earlier.

I was here
all night last night,

so I decided to go home
and bathe and change
this morning.

- How you feelin'?
- I'm good.

The doctor said
the bullet went in
and out.

He said
the loss of blood

is the reason why
I lost consciousness.

My God, Rafe.
I was so afraid.

I came out
the elevator

and you were just
laying on the floor.

I didn't know
what to do.

Well, you did
what you had to do.

I'm just glad
you're okay.

Do you remember
what happened?

Yeah,
I remember.

I was comin' out
of the elevator

and I bumped into
this guy.

And me and him
started to scuffle
and he shot me.

Did you
know him?

No, I've never
seen him before.

- Do you remember
what he looked like?
- Why?

Did you see anyone leavin'
when you were entering
the building?

No, not at all.

I'm just asking
stupid questions.

I've never been through
anything like this before,

so I'm still processing
the whole thing.

Well,
the worst part of it
is all over.

You won't have to
process from--

What the fuck
are you doin' here?

Yo, I was just
on your block.

I just heard
what happened.

Yeah, me and you
exchanged a few words
the other night.

When I left your crib,
I got to thinkin'

and I saw where you
was comin' from.

Okay. And?

When I heard
what happened,
I was, like,

regardless
of whatever words
we might have exchanged,

I have to come through
and make sure that
you were good.

I'm good.
You see it.

All right, man.

I didn't come here
to cause no stress
and no harm.

Maybe this isn't
the best time
for us to talk

and it's best
that I leave.

I hope you feel
better, Rafe.

- Black.
- Yo.

Regardless
of whatever,

I appreciate you
comin' through
to check me.

That's real.

How could I not?

A disagreement
is a disagreement.

And this
right here?

I'd be wrong
if I didn't show face.

Say no more.

[ door closes ]

Pardon me, Jessica.

- Jessica.
- Huh?

I said
pardon me.

I didn't mean for you
to see all of that.

This is a side of you
that I've never seen before.

Your interactions with me
are always so gentle.

Who was that?

People have different sides
to their personalities

and those we interact with
hardly get to see them all.

There's never
been a reason

for me to really
expose that side
of me to you.

And I get it, but--

who was that
again?

You ask
a lot of questions.

Why do you
wanna know?

Uh, I can
sense the tension
between you two.

I'm just curious.

That was somebody
I used to work with.

We had a fallin' out
a long time ago.

[ phone buzzing ]

- What's good, Black?
- Yo.

I just saw Rafe
at the hospital.

How he lookin'?

Man, he's lookin' like
he hasn't even been touched.

But fuck all that.
You won't even believe

who I seen sittin'
in the room with him.

Huh, let me guess--
my ex, Jessica.

How the fuck
you know that?
But, yeah, Jessica.

She caught me
off guard when I
saw her sittin' there.

She say somethin'
to you?

Nah, not at all, but
I could tell by her face
she recognized a nigga.

She didn't say a word
for some reason.

She still
at the hospital now?

Yeah, she's still there
with Rafe.

Which hospital?

- King's City.
- I'm on my way.

- On your way for what?
- [ dial tone beeps ]

[ scoffs ]

[ knocking ]

- Who is it?
- It's me, Shane.

All right,

I got good news
and I got bad news.

Shit,
what happened?

You want the good
or the bad?

Hit me
with the good.

All right, the good news
is I didn't hear nothin'
about you.

- Yes!
- Matter of fact, I didn't even
hear nothin' about Mister.

Oh, thank you, Lord.
There is a God.

But there
is bad news.

Huh, it can't be that bad
if you ain't hear
nothin' about me.

- I don't know.
- What happened?

[ sighs ]

All right,
Rafe got shot
last night.

Tsk, get the fuck
out of here, man.

Rafe always got
that thing on... him.
Oh, shit.

[ Kane sighs ]

Fuck, yo.
What the fuck
did I do?

Is he dead?

[ sighs ]
Not from what I know, man.

- [ phone buzzing ]
- All I know is that
he got shot last night.

This is my fault, yo.

Yo, Miz, I've been
hittin' your phone
for a minute.

Nah, I was
on the train.

I just got out
the train station.

- Where are you at?
- I just now got to Flatbush.

You been to the block?

Nah. Why? What's up?

Yo, Rafe
got shot last night.

What?!

- Where at?
- He got shot on the block.

What hospital he at?

They sent him
to King's City Hospital.

I'm headed over there
right now.

All right, listen,
me and Kane is on our way
there right now.

If you get there before us,
wait for us outside.

We comin' right now.

All right, cool.

- [ lock clicks ]
- Come on. Get your key.

- Come on.
- God, there's no pocket.

Come on.

Oh, shit.

We need
to talk, Jess.

I ain't come here
for no bullshit,
but we need to talk.

Damon. Damon,
what did you do?

Look, man,
you comin' with me

'cause we seriously
need to talk.

Damon, I'm not goin'
anywhere with you!

Jessica, look!
I'm not tryin'
to hurt you.

I need you
to come in this car

and talk
to me, okay?

After you
talk to me,

you can be
on your way, okay?

[ music playing ]

♪ I get one
for just coming,
two to do a show ♪

♪ Can't wait
for me to come on
'cause I does this, yo ♪

♪ I get one
for me to come in,
two to do a show ♪

♪ Can't wait
for me to come on
'cause I run this show ♪

♪ New York
is in the building ♪

♪ That's what's up,
get up ♪

♪ Roll over niggas
like monster trucks ♪

♪ Only here
to click confusion ♪

♪ Better get
your crews done ♪

- ♪ But this shit is real
- ♪ Not an illusion

♪ I close my eyes in the booth,
then I enter my zone ♪

♪ So I can bark 'em
like a dog fetching
for bones ♪

♪ Style so original
it can never be cloned ♪

♪ 'Cause biting with dog teeth
can leave you injury-prone ♪

♪ And all is stress-free
'cause D.I.B. gonna deal
with it ♪

♪ Front me a ton of bricks
and my fam gonna build
with it ♪

♪ Give me a full deck
and I'm likely to deal
with it ♪

♪ And if the heat is on,
I extinguish the real
with it, uh ♪

♪ And lay it down
every time that it's on ♪

♪ Full throttle
on the track ♪

♪ So I can rock
with the song ♪

♪ And if the bars
are light, pop the clutch
and I'm gone ♪

♪ March right out the womb,
another warrior born ♪

♪ And I'm still living
throughout the New York
jungle ♪

♪ Get position in the field
can make the enemy fumble ♪

♪ While D.I.B. always keep
the chrome properly tucked ♪

♪ Someone reaching,
I'm in position ♪

♪ Putting charms
out of luck ♪

♪ And wherever you stand
with this lightning you
could be struck ♪

♪ And I hate repeating
myself, nigga, that's
what's up ♪

♪ New York
is in the building ♪

♪ That's what's up,
get up ♪

♪ Roll over niggas
like monster trucks ♪

♪ Only here
to click confusion ♪

♪ Better get
your crews done ♪

- ♪ But this shit is real
- ♪ Not an illusion

♪ D.I.B.
is in the building ♪

♪ That's what's up,
get up ♪

♪ Roll over niggas
like monster trucks ♪

♪ Only here
to click confusion ♪

♪ Better get
your crews done ♪

- ♪ But this shit is real
- ♪ Not an illusion

♪ Well, I'ma rise
for the moment ♪

♪ Just to enter your mind

♪ My thoughts infatuated,
motivated with crime ♪

♪ Make moves stagnated,
it's hard to combine ♪

♪ 'Cause life is like
an hourglass ♪

♪ It's all according
to time-- D.I.B.! ♪

♪ Determined Ill Being
is one of a kind ♪

♪ Yeah, really, we born equal,
but I'm destined to shine ♪

♪ My potential is at a peak,
you need rope to climb ♪

♪ You're like fish,
caught by bait now hooked
on the B Line... ♪