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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. ♪

Yo, get the fuck
outta here!

You mean to tell me
the whole time

homie's sayin'
you look familiar,

you done booked him
in the past?

Yo, that's my word.
We walked up in there

and I'm lookin'
at the motherfucker
like, "Hold up!"

Yo, I just swore it was
about to be some shit.

That's why
when we sat down,

I threw my hand
on my hammer quick.

When homie
went to the kitchen,

man, I was ready to let
that nigga have it

'cause I justknew
he was comin' back
on some bullshit.

Yo, when he said it
the first time,

I ain't even think
nothin' of it.

But when I see
your hand on the joint,

I was like,
"Yo, what the fuck
is goin' on?!"

But I caught on
after a while, though.

Yo, homie was about
to catch a bad one.

That's
what was goin' on.

Damn, man.

My nigga,
it's a small world.

And the streets
is even smaller.

Psh-hh. Yo,

much as you be
takin' money from dudes
out here in these streets, man,

I guess you bound
to bump heads

with somebody from the past
sooner or later.

You might wanna think twice
about switchin' careers, man.

Man, I run withniggas,
Grand, not from niggas.

I grip up
and whatever's
gonna be is gonna be.

But, yo, that's your homie
like that, though?

Nah, it's just business
between us, man.

We don't kick it like that
or nothin', you know?

Either he got
somethin' I need
or vice versa.

Hmm, come to think
of it,

kinda like
me and you, huh?

What the fuck
you talkin' about, man?

I fuck
with you, Rafe.
For real, though.

Them cats is just
some dudes I get up
to get money with.

If it ain't about paper,
I ain't fuckin' with 'em.

And trust me,
they ain't lookin'
for me either.

But you, I know
if I fall off today,

you'd still fuck
with a nigga.

Oh, for sure, man.
My dawg is my dawg

whether fresh and fly
or dirty and stinkin'.

Exactly, my G.

These dudes out here
don't care if you
official.

They're only fuckin' with you
if youbeneficial.

Hmm, and that's
why I keep it
how I keep it, man.

But, yo, I'm about
to dip, man.

Go upstairs,
go put this money up.

- You good?
- Yeah, I'm good.

You know, I made
a stack off the cushion,
you know, somethin' light,

but I'm gonna throw that
in my son's savings account.

You feel me?
Build towards the future.

Oh, for real, man.
I'll be damned

if I'ma run these streets
all my life

just so my kid can grow up
and do the same.

My past could never be
my kid's future.

That's movin'
backwards.

Yeah, and that,
my friend,

is why I fucks
with you, my guy.

You got somethin' to lose
and everything to gain.

Man, that's real
motherfuckin' talk.

But, yo,
I'm outta here.

- You already know, baby.
- Rafe: I'll get with you.

Say no more.

[ speaking Jamaican Patois ]

[ knocking on door ]

Yo, what's good,
little brother?

Hmm, oh, so this
is your crib, Shane, huh?

Got your own crib now.
You doin' it like that?

Nah, man,
this is not my spot.

This is
my homie Joe's crib.

But what was so important
you couldn't wait for me
to come to you?

I mean, it wasn't that
it was that urgent, man.

I'm just tired
of bein' in that
fuckin' halfway house, man.

Had to get
out of there!
What's good, though?

[ scoffs ]
A lot of fuckin'
bullshit right now,

but everything good, man.
What's up?

I mean, real talk,
your big bro
fucked up, Shane.

I got $11 to my name.

I've been nursin'
this little punk-ass $200

I got from my man
my first day home.

Here.

Hold that down.
Give me, like,
a day or two

till I get
back to the crib and
I'll give you some more.

Nah, it's all good.
I could wait, man.

What I really
wanna talk to you
about, though,

is lettin' me
live on that block that
you gettin' money on.

- What you mean?
- Nigga, you said you got
the block on smash, right,

as far as
movin' that work?

Put big bro in position
so I can get some money
on my own.

I know you
the man, nigga.

Set you up?
Don't you got life parole?

Nigga, fuck parole!

Fuck is that
supposed to mean?

"Fuck parole"?

My nigga, if you get
another charge,

don't you know that you are
never coming home again?

And you're willing
to risk that?

My nigga, did you even
hit Archie up

to find out if he
can help you get a job
where he work at?

Get a job?!

What the fuck is you
talkin' about, Shane?

Do yougot
a job, nigga?

No, I don't have a job.

But I'm also
not on life parole.

Nigga, I pretty much
went through my whole bid

without gettin'
nothin' from you!

Now I'm home
and you're still tryin'
to shit on me, nigga?

Shit on you how?!
It's like you not
listenin'

to nothin'
that I'm sayin'
right now!

Oh, I hear you
loud and clear,
"big man."

You tellin' me
what to do now, huh?

I'm not tellin' you
what to do.

I'm tryin'
to help you out.

Help me how?

By lettin' me starve,
Shane?

My nigga, didn't I
just give you bread?

I told you I'ma
give you more when
I get back to the crib!

How am I
lettin' you starve?

Man, nigga,
I'm good, man.

I don't need
to be spoon-fed, nigga.

I'll find a way
to get it on my own.

Thanks, though,
for that little $200,

"little brother."

[ scoffs ]
Come on, Barz.

- Get the fuck
outta here, man.
- Barz!

- Fuck you, nigga.
- Tsk.

[ sighs ]

Fuck, man.

Yo, Black.

What the fuck,
Black?

I thought I told you
we needed to talk.

I've been callin'
and textin' you
like crazy.

Yeah,
I dropped my phone

in the toilet
a few days ago,

as a matter of fact,
the same day I saw you
by Ashley's.

I thought
it was okay,

but you
the second person
to tell me

that you was
callin' and textin' me,

- but I never got it.
- Fuck all that!

What's up with that
10 pounds of kush?
You got the paper?

The money's
almost there.

I'ma get it for you
real soon.

Real soon?

How long it take
for you to move?

You had that shit
forever--

way before
my brother passed.

Yo, look,
I'm not playin'
no games with you, Black.

That's 35 racks
that we're talkin'.

When are you gonna
be able to see me?

Give me like a week,
like, another week.

I should be ready
to get with you.

How much of it
do you have now?

How much
can you pay me now?

You know
how it goes.

I put it out there
to a few people

and I'm waitin'
for that paper
to come back.

You gave it to me
at 3,500.

I broke
most of it down

so I could make
the most I could.

That's why
it's takin' so long.

How much of it
did you break down?

You know how long
that could take
with 10 pounds?

I didn't break down
all of it.

Plus, my man
got a crazy flow

with the 3.5
where he's at.

He run through it.
We're gonna be good.

As a matter of fact,
once I flipped this,

I was thinkin'
about you comin'
to fuck with us.

I'm tellin' you he got
a crazy flow all day.

- Move like that?
- I kid you not.

He run through that shit
like water!

I can only imagine
what it would grow to

if he had
a consistent flow.

He be on for,
like, two months,

then he either
gets some garbage
or can't find nothin'.

That's why his flow
be dyin' down.

But when I hit him off
with your plates,

he had to
build back up.

That's why I be
takin' so long.

So have him
run through this,

get the bread to me,
and then we can
sit down

and see
what we can do.
I sell weight.

I never entertained
the break down money.

Although it's more,

that shit take too long
to flip for me.

But if your man's flow
can get crazy like that,

maybe that's somethin'
to think about.

You know I'm always
lookin' for that bread.

That's what I'm sayin'.

The breakdown
on that plate?

You don't have to tell me.
That's a nice piece
of change right there.

So you
let that marinate.

I'ma make these moves
and get back at you.

Let me skate 'cause I got
a few moves to make, man.

Yo, get your
fuckin' phone
fixed, nigga!

I'm on it ASAP.

My phone
is my lifeline
to the money.

Exactly!

That nigga better not be
fuckin' playin' games.

- [ gasps ]
- Ma! Thank God
you're here!

I was hopin'
you didn't leave
for work yet.

Jamal, boy,
you scared the crap
outta me.

What you doin' here?
Ain't you supposed to be
at the halfway house?

I wasn't expectin' you
for at least another
two weeks.

No, I'm still
at the halfway house, Ma,

but a friend of mines
told me about a job
on Flatbush Avenue,

so I came to fill out
the application.

And I gotta go
to the bathroom
really bad

and this is
the closest place, Ma.

Come on, Jamal.
I'm already late for work.

Come on, Ma, hurry up.
I'm about to pee
on myself!

Hold your horses!
I'm goin' as fast
as I can!

I really need
to get to work.

You spoken
to your brother?

- I haven't heard from him.
- Yeah, I spoke to him, Ma.

He's at
his friend's house.

Oh, I totally forgot
that I had this
made for you.

I was so excited
for you comin' home

that I had
a spare key
made already.

- Aw.
- Welcome home, baby.

I have to go
to work.

- All right.
Thank you, Ma!
- See ya. All right.

[ toilet flushes ]

[ scoffs ]
They even gave
this little nigga my room.

Crazy.

I know
you gotta be here.

I definitely know
he got

somethin' in this
motherfucker.

Trick.

I know it's here.

Fuck.

Where the fuck
could you be?

Damn. Where would you be?
Where the fuck could you be?

Huh. Shooter
motherfuckin' Shane.

Little nigga tryin'
to tell me what to do.

Fuck outta here.

Hmm, oh, you doin' it
like that, huh, Shane?

A new pair of Js
and you ain't even
wear 'em yet!

What size
are these motherfuckers?

Oh, these my
motherfuckin' size.

Nigga ain't do shit for me
when I was locked up.
Those mines now.

Oh, you doin' it
like that, huh,
little bro?

[ sighs ]
Damn, I can't
take everything, man.

This nigga
gonna know. Fuck!

[ faintly ]
One, two, three,
four, five, six,

seven, eight,
nine, 10.

All right, fuck it.
A stack will do for now.

Put this shit back,
but I will be back.

Fix this shit back.

[ mutters ]

Everything,
close this shit
right back.

Let me see.
Everything's good.

All right,
go, go, go.

[ doorbell rings ]

Oh, Kane.

What's good, Shane?

Tsk.

[ sighs ]
A bunch of bullshit, man.

If it ain't one thing,
it's another.

What happened now, son?
What's goin' on?

My fuckin' brother, like--
forget about it, man.

- Your brother?
- Yeah, my brother Barz.

- He's home.
- Oh, shit!

Yo, he's been locked up
for so long, son,

I almost forgot
you even had a brother.

- How is he, though?
- He's good, man,

but that nigga
be fuckin' buggin'.

I guess I gotta understand
this nigga just did a dime

and everything could be
so different for him
out here.

Damn, 10 years
in jail?

I can't even imagine
what that feel like.

Shit, that's
the same thing he said.

He said you can't even
imagine what goes on

on the other side
of that wall.

But fuck that.

What if I told you
the boys came back
to my crib again?

Are you serious?
What did they say?

I went out the window,
down the fire escape,

and got the fuck outta
there when I heard them
bangin' on the door.

So what you
gonna do now, yo?

I know what the fuck
I'm notgonna do.

I'm not gonna
let them catch me, man.
I'm goin' on the run.

If they need me,
they gotta get me.

But you don't even know
what they want you for.

Isn't running
gonna make it worse?

I have no fuckin' clue
what they lookin'
for me for.

Shit, it can't be
for nothin' good.

If they catch me,
I go to jail anyway.

- What's worse than that?
- Nah, you're right.

I didn't think of it
like that.

You Gucci, though?

Thank God Miz came
and dropped me that bread

from the drop I gave him
for the laundromat.

But, yo, I need
a favor from you.

What's good, Shane?
What you need?

First, I need you
not to tell nobody
I'm stayin' at Joe's crib.

- You bet.
I won't tell a soul.
- Seriously.

What's the purpose
of me bein' on the run

if people know
where I'm at?

I got you.
Nobody will know.

Hold me down, Kane.

When the boys
came to the crib,

I only had time
to get dressed and
grab my hammer.

I can't go back
'cause I don't know

if they're
watchin' the buildin'
or they're watchin' my crib.

But I left my bread
and I need you to go
to my crib and get it for me.

It's in a shoebox
in the nightstand
next to my bed.

Now, my mother already
should be at work by now,

so that give you enough time
to actually go there
and get it.

- You got me?
- Yeah, I got you.
I'll go get it.

All right, cool.
Oh, another thing.

I'ma need you
to go inside my drawers
and get me some socks,

underwear,
and some T-shirts

'cause I've had
the same shit on
since I've been here.

[ chuckles ]
No problem, man.

[ clanking ]

This is the key
to my crib.

- All right, bet.
- Good lookin', man.

I really appreciate it.
Joe should be on his way home,

but I don't know what time
he'll actually get here

since he's been dealin'
with that dude Ray.

What? Joe messin'
with Ray?

Same thing
I said, man.

I told him that dude
ain't no good,

but that's Joe, man.

Joe ain't built
for these streets

and I don't want nothin'
to happen to Joe

just from bein'
with this dude.

I mean, I hear you,
but from what I know,

Joe's a pretty
smart dude

and he's known
for stayin' in his lane,

so I doubt you got
anything to worry about.

[ sighs ]

Maybe you're right, man.
I'm probably just buggin'.

All right,
I'll be back.

- Yo, thank you, Kane.
- All right.

[ sighs ]

[ chuckles ]

Yeah, this will work,
right here.

- Mister!
- Barz!

- [ Barz laughing ]
- Get the fuck
outta here!

- My nigga Barz!
- Yeah, I'm home now, man.

- What's up, man?
- What's good, man?

I ain't seen you
since I left Clinton!

Look at you, man.
Motherfuckin'
Mister, man.

You still got that
one-hitter quitter, man?

You still disrespectin'
niggas' jaws out here?

Yo, I'm still knockin'
niggas the fuck out.

Niggas out here
better respect they
motherfuckin' jaws!

That's right.
Yo, remember when we had

that nigga with one foot
in the toilet bowl

doin' the Macarena
when we was
up north, man?

You talkin' about
that nigga you pissed on?

That nigga woke up,
you told that nigga
to lay there

and that nigga ain't even
motherfuckin' move!

That's why, you know,
you got to check

these weak-ass niggas
out here, Mister.

Survival of the fittest
behind them walls, man.

You got to check niggas
so they stay in they
motherfuckin' box!

You ain't even
gotta tell me!

What's up, though, man?
How you been, man?

Yeah, I'm out here.
How are you?

- I see you
back out here.
- I mean, I'm about to be.

You know, they
still got me in
the halfway house shit

'cause I just
came home, man.

But I'm about to be
on the block, nigga.

- You gonna be around?
- Yeah, I'ma
be out here, yo.

I'm about
to go to the store
and get a 40.

I'll cop you one, too,
just to celebrate that
you back home, bro.

All right, we could do that,
then I gotta break off,
though, man.

- All right.
Come on, man. Let's go.
- All right.

Yo, Miz, you heard
from China lately?

Nah, I haven't spoken
to her in a few days.
She good?

I hope so.
I've been hittin'
her phone,

but she's yet
to hit me back.

You hit her off
with her cut from
that job with homie?

Of course. I hit her
the very next day.

Well,
you know China.

She's probably
makin' her rounds
on 5th Avenue,

runnin' through everything
from Gucci to Louis.

You know what?
You probably right.

But, yo,
if she hits your jack,
tell her to hit my phone.

Cool.

Did you get rid
of that other bird yet?

Nah, I still
got a half left,
but that's gonna go.

Oh, well, my plug
gave me five birds.

I'm keepin'
these two with you.

I don't wanna keep
that much work in my crib.

I already
got work in there.

I'm puttin' the other
three up somewhere else.

Yo, when homie want
his bread back?

He didn't say.
He just told me
come see him.

So, what?
He don't care
when he get his paper?

Rafe, I told you,
we good.

Homie good people.
We have been blessed.
Accept it, my guy.

Yo, I'll take
your word for it,

but I am not
kickin' my feet up

and gettin' comfortable
no time soon.

Whether it's friend
or associate,

I keep business
the same.

I never said
I thought of him
as a friend.

If we fucked up,

the nature
of our relationship
between me and him

becomes totally different.
I never forget that.

Oh, okay.
Well, that's
what I wanna hear.

As long as you
don't forget that,
then we're on the same page.

The script
don't change, my guy,

no matter
what the storyline is.

Humph, trust me,
I know.

I just wanna make sure
that youdon't forget that.

- Say no more.
- Tsk.

[ zipper whines ]

[ doorbell rings ]

Oh, Kane.

- Good lookin'.
- No doubt.

My mom
wasn't there, right?

Nah, nobody was home.

Was everything
easy to find?

Yeah, everything
was easy to find.

But, yo, I had to go
through your drawers
to get your clothes.

I probably
left your room a mess.

Don't worry
about it, man.

I ain't studyin'
that shit.

[ phone buzzing ]

Yo.

Yo, I told you
stop callin' my phone.

I'ma call you
when I get over there.
I'm not around.

- What the fuck--?
- You good, bro?

Yeah, I'm good, man.

These fiends
keep blowin' up
my fuckin' phone.

And you know I can't
be on the block

'cause of what
my situation is.

So you could use
my help.

[ chuckles ]

Kane, you know
you don't know shit
about no hard.

Man, I never
said I did,

but I do understand
your situation.

And I'm startin'
to figure out the hard way

that $20,000
does not last forever.

Shane, I think
I'm down to about...

12 grand now.

Damn!
What you spend
eight racks on?!

Bro, I can't even
begin to tell you.

I know I bought
some clothes
for my daughter,

bought some clothes
and kicks for myself,

gave my daughter's mother
some money.

After that,
I don't know where the
rest of the bread went.

But I do know one thing--
I do not wanna go broke
no more.

My nigga, you're gonna
have to slow down, man.

The pace you're goin',
you're gonna be broke
in three weeks.

Exactly,
so I'm tryin' to figure
a way to make money

or at least
keep the money comin' in.

[ sighs ]

All right.

I'll think about it.

My nigga, I can't afford
Mister be snatchin'
no packages from you.

Shit, have you
even seen him

since the situation
happened?

Oh, nah,
not at all.

But don't worry
about Mister, man.

I'll figure out
a way to handle that.

Man, you ain't figure out
no way yet, man.

But like I said,
I'll think about it

and I'll let you know.

[ sighs ]
All right, man.

[ scoffs ]

More money
just slippin' by, man.

[ sighs ]

- You hungry?
- Yeah, what you got?

I'm about
to order some pizza.

All right, bet.

- [ sighs ]
- [ Shane hums ]

Yo, Jabba!

- Yo, Jabba!
- What's goin' on, Grand?

I kick back easy,
you know what I mean, eh?

- [ grunts ]
- So you no want somethin'
for bone up your chest?

Mm, let me get
that "yak," straight.

Yo, Andrew!

Hennessy straight
for my friend here.

- Yeah, man.
- So what's good?

What you wanted
to chop it up with me about?

Here what
goin' on, bro.

Me got a link, you know,
about a thing a-comin'.
You's hear me?

A thing?

A shipment, dawg.

Okay.

Now you're the only one
me can trust

outside of my friend
them from yard.
You's hear me?

Mm, so why you ain't
call a yard man?

'Cause here
what goin' on.

The brother,
him well-known
in Jamaica.

Everybody
knows the brother.

Me need somebody
from foreign.

So, what?
You want me to
move the shipment?

Me know
your type of thing
this is not, Grand,

but me was hopin'
you could recommend
somebody

who you
can trust, dawg,

what can help my brethren
intercept the local shipment
when it come in.

So, what?
You talkin' about
bookin' these niggas?

Thatme a-talk about.

[ exhales ]

Look, Jabba,
I don't book niggas.

That ain't my thing.

200 pounds
of high-grade.

200 pound of what?!

Listen, Grand,
some of that nice,
bright herb.

Me know it's not
your thing, dawg,

but with everything
that's goin' on,
you're my dawg, you know,

so me just
run this by you

because me figure you know
somebody who can help out
my brethren.

Mm.

Who this friend
of yours?

My yardman friend,
dawg.

Look, as for me,

when it comes to
this robbin' shit,

that ain't my thing.

But I think
I might know somebody

who'd be willin'
to help you out.

Is a Yankee?
No yard man, dawg.

Yeah, yeah,
a Yankee.

Nah, matter of fact,
he Haitian.

Grand, listen,
you're sure him
have the experience?

You see, that man,
that man there
no play, dawg.

That man no into the
"ray-ray play-play" thing.
You's hear me?

Listen, the dude
I'm thinkin' about,

he's good
at what he does.

This is his thing.

All right, here's
what goin' on, Grand.

You go link up
your brethren

and me go link up
my dawg

and too-ta-ta,
dong, dong, dong,
and guess what are goin'?

- We work it out.
You's hear me?
- Say no more.

All right, let's say
our cheers for that.

Grand,
in the place!

Ah!

Quan: Hey, yo,
that's my buildin'
right there, you heard?

All right.
What floor
shorty live on?

- She live
on the second floor.
- All right, bet.

You don't think
nobody gonna see me
when I run up on her, right?

Nah. Yo, Vel,

when she comes in,
it be all late hours
of the night.

It'd be about 4:00
or 5:00 in the mornin'
by the time she come in.

Everybody be sleep
by then.

All you gotta do
is put the hammer
to her back,

cover her mouth,
and push her in the crib.

You know
how this shit go.

I'm sayin', though,
what if shorty
fight back?

What?
You serious?

You askin' me
is she gonna fight back,
you got the hammer.

Knock her
upside her head
with that shit.

Yo, I wish I didn't
live in this buildin'.

I woulda did
this shit myself.

You serious about gettin'
this paper or what, son?

Yeah, I'm serious
about gettin' this paper!

I'm sayin', though,
I ain't never been in
no situation like this.

I mean, I sold
my weed and shit,

but I ain't never
rob nobody crib.

Yo, Vel,
it's a chick.
It's one chick.

It ain't even
like she's big.

She's slim.
All you gotta do
is tie her up,

find the bread,
find the guns,

and whatever else
is in there.

I'm gonna be upstairs
in my apartment

makin' sure nobody
don't know nothin'.

You good, son.

That's shorty
right there.

Damn, she's bad!

Yo, snap
out of it, son.

All right, I'm sayin',
shorty bad.

Son, I don't care
about none of that shit.

All I care about
is that paper
that's in that crib.

How you even know
this is really
in there, Quan?

Like, I feel like
you makin' me do
this shit for no reason.

How many times
I'ma have to tell you

I heard this shit
out they own mouths?

Shorty said
they got the guns

and the bread in there.
That shit is there!

Come on, man,
let's go.

Let me show you
her apartment, man.

You makin' this shit
harder than what it is.

This shit is simple
as one, two, three!

Come on.

Hey, yo, keep it
a hundred with me.

You got it in you
to pull this shit off
or what?

- Or are you scared, son?
- Fuck you mean if I'm scared?

Exactly what the fuck
I said.

You're over here
askin' me 21 questions

like you 50 Cent
or some shit.

Tsk, look,
ain't nobody scared,
my nigga.

I'm just tryin'
to make sure we ain't doin'
this shit for no reason.

Shh!

Shh.

Yo, I got the key.

- Good lookin', homie.
- It's all good.

Hey, yo, that's him
right there.

- Who?
- That's shorty's
boyfriend right there.

You see, this shit
is meant to be.

You see he comin' in
with that duffel bag.

He's probably
comin' over there to stash
some shit right now.

Or comin'
to drop some shit off.

Yeah, you're right.
We gonna stay out here

and see if he come out
with that shit.

If he don't,
then we're gonna have to
move on that shit fast.

All right, bet.
If he don't come out
with the duffel bag,

- we know what it is.
- Right.

Ready.

I'm startin' to feel
real uncomfortable

about all
this shit, Miz.

What you mean?
The only reason
why I even entertained

leavin' my stuff here
is because I trust you.

Yeah,
but you come here
whenever you want,

you leave whatever
you wanna leave here,

but you, you never stay.
What the hell?

Yo, how come the thing
that's not even
about me and you

you have to make it
about me and you?

For what?

How am I supposed to
feel, though?

Yo, I would
do anything for you.

- Haven't I proven that?
- You know what I know?

I know
I can trust you.

I know you're gonna
hold a nigga down.

Well, that's what
I need you to do right now,
hold a nigga down.

I just don't
wanna feel used.

Who is usin' you?
As a matter of fact,

if it makes you feel
that uncomfortable,

I'll just take
everything out of here

and put it
somewhere else.

No, you don't
have to.

I just don't want
these times

to be the only times
that I see you.

Lately, that's what it's
startin' to feel like.

I understand
where you're comin' from.

Just get the rest
of the stuff for me
and I'll get it out of here.

No, it's okay, Miz.

You can leave it here.
I'm sorry.

Sorry for what?
I'm not upset with you.

I understand
where you're comin' from.

No, baby.
It's cool.
You can leave it here.

- You sure?
- Yes, I'm sure.

- I'm positive.
- Put this up for me.

I got more moves
to make for the night.

I gotta
keep it movin'.

- Okay.
- All right.

Hey, I need you,
so please be safe
out there.

- You know I will, mama.
- All right.

- Later.
- Later.

Yo, how long
you plannin' on havin'
us standin' out here?

Yo, we ain't even
been out here that long,
my nigga.

You complain
too much, son!

No bag, Vel.

We're gonna wait to see
if she come out
the buildin'.

If she do,
it's on tonight!

Lets go get
the burner, nigga.

What's happenin', Lit?
What we lookin' like?

Tsk, we ain't lookin'
like shit.

- What you mean?
- Exactly what I said.

It's slow, man.
This relocatin' shit
ain't workin'.

Damn, dawg.

I thought this shit
would've definitely
picked up by now.

This shit ain't even
makin' no sense, bro.

What don't make no sense
is niggas standin'

out here in
the motherfuckin' cold

when we got a good trap
to work out of.

Bro, I told you we need
to fall back from the trap
for a minute.

Yeah, I know
and I was fine
with that

before I realized
it was gonna slow
the paper up.

I thought we relocate
and the fiends
relocate with us,

but obviously that
ain't happenin', Chop!

Bro, this shit just needs
some more time, Lit.

How much more time
we need?

Look, I know you're
not tryin' to sleep

on that clown
you clapped in BK,

but, Chop,
this shit right here
ain't workin'!

We're probably losin'
all of our custies
because of this move.

- Man, I doubt it, bro.
- You doubt it?

Fiends is only loyal
to that rock, Chop!

They gotta get high,
so where you think they're
gettin' the rock from?

Because I can tell you
it's not from us!

Damn, the block
has been dry as shit.

Yep, and it's only
gettin' dryer.

I'm out here
in the motherfuckin' cold

when I could be
sittin' my ass
in the trap.

You're trippin'!
Fuck homie.
You popped him once.

He come back,
let him have it again.

What the fuck?
You scared?

Fuck you mean, Lit?

You know better
than that, bro!

I'll motherfuckin'
bury that boy.

It's just the situation's
so motherfuckin'
complicated.

Complicated?
Since when beef
is complicated?

We went to rob that nigga,
he ain't cooperate,
you clapped him.

He come back,
then we deal with him.

Finish the job.
Sounds pretty simple to me.

Seems like you're
the only one makin'
this shit complicated.

Oh, okay.
So what you
sayin', Lit?

I'm sayin'
we close up shop over here
and head back to the trap

before it's too late
and we lose all of
our business.

Damn, the block
has been dry as shit
the past few weeks.

Ain't nothin'
to think about, Chop!

You gonna let
another motherfucker
put a stop to your paper?

- You buggin'!
- You know what?

You're right, bro.
Fuck that.

Close up shop, Lit.
I'll be back in
10 minutes, bro.

We're headed
back to the trap.

[ exhales ]

[ rings ]

- Who is it?
- It's Kane!

- What's up, Kane?
- What's up, Cindy?

I wish you woulda
called first.

Bree's not here.
She's out with my mom.

- Ah, shit.
- Yeah.

I mean, I came to see her,
but at the same time,

I wanted to give you
this $200.

Thank you.
I really appreciate it.

You have a minute?

Yeah, what's up?

I have a friend
that I've been
seein' for a while

that I'd like
for you to meet.

- Wait, is he here?
- Yeah, he's here.

So wait, you be havin'
other niggas around Bree?

No, I don't be
havin' other niggas
around Bree, no.

But has he
been around her? Yes.

So you don't think
that's inappropriate?

Inappropriate how?

Like I said,
I've been seein' him
for a while now

and you and I
aren't together,

so I don't understand
the problem.

The problem is
I don't want a hundred
motherfuckers

around my kid, Cindy!

First of all,
this is the first person

I've ever
brought around Bree

and I was courteous enough
to ask you if you
wanna meet him!

So these other "hundred
motherfuckers" you're
referrin' to

- I know nothin' about!
- Yo, look,

I just don't want
no other nigga around
my kid, all right?

You serious, Kane?
After everything,

like, I really thought
that we were makin'
progress,

but clearly
the little bit of money
you finally started givin' me

got you thinkin'
you can tell me
what to do.

Just because you and I
aren't together anymore

doesn't mean
I'm gonna stop
livin' my life.

I am extendin'
the respect

by askin'
if you wanna meet him,

but honestly,
it's up to you.

Yo, man,
fuck you

and fuck that nigga
you got inside there.

All that bullshit
you put me through
to see my kid

and you got her
around other niggas?

- I'm off this shit!
- Well, Mr. Moneybags,

I see all
the money you got now
still don't mean nothin'.

You still ain't shit.

[ door slams,
lock clicks ]

I was waitin' for you
to come pay my cab, Damon.

I ain't in the shit
for your shit
tonight, Shay.

- Call me Choppa!
- Listen, I will
call your ass Moses

if that's
what it's gonna take

for you to pay
for this damn
$60 cab.

Why he still
sittin' there?

You ain't
pay the man yet?

No!

I thought you were
comin' to the car
to pay him.

I thought that was
the whole purpose of you
waitin' for me outside.

I was actually out here
gettin' some fresh air.

Got a bunch of shit
on my mind.

Look, give me
the money

so I can send
this man on his way

and I'll help you
take care of that, baby.

[ scoffs, sighs ]

Hey, man.

Here you go, papi.
Thank you.

So what's up
with your homegirl?

- She straight?
- What homegirl?

Who else?
Jessica!

Why does it even matt--
you know what?

Anyway, she call herself
not fuckin' with me
right now.

You know
how her crazy ass is.

Every time she's
goin' through somethin',

she crawl herself
into a hole.

So now she's stressed
because of Rafe
gettin' shot,

so she's been
keepin' to herself
lately.

Why she give a fuck
about that nigga?

Why do youcare?

Like, you be
pissin' me off
with this bullshit, yo!

Always askin' me
about this chick!

How about you ask me
about how myday was

before you ask me
about hers?

- Man, cut your shit, Shay!
- [ scoffs ]

She still fuckin'
with that nigga?

Nigga, I don't know!
I don't see them!

I barely see her!

The last time I seen shorty,
she was actin' real funny
with me,

talk about
she got somethin'
to talk to meabout.

So you still don't know
where she lives?

Nope!
I only see her at work

or the few times
I bumped into her
goin' to see Rafe.

Yo, what's up
with that nigga?

He gotta be
out the hospital by now.

I mean, I haven't
seen him or nothin',

but I would
assume so.

But, like,
what's your concern

with his health
and recovery, Choppa?

I don't give a fuck
about that nigga.

- Mm-hmm.
- He seems to be the reason
of all her stress

- like you said.
- [ scoffs ]

So the sooner
he get better,

the sooner she'll be back
to bein' herself.

Listen,
let me find out

that it's Jessica
that's on your mind
so hard!

Is she the reason
why you had to come outside
and get this fresh air?

Girl, go ahead
with all these
motherfuckin' questions!

- Man, get your ass
upstairs, man!
- Whatever!

What the fuck?

I know
I'm not buggin', man.

I counted that shit
five times.

How the fuck
I'm short a stack?

[ scoffs ]

Fuck.

[ sighs ]

Damn.

[ humming ]

Ray's voice:
I ain't gonna lie
to you, bro.

[ muffled dialogue ]

[ rattles ]

Fuck...?

You all right, Shane?

Yeah, why you say that?

You almost fuckin'
broke your leg tryin' to
get back into the room, bro.

Nah, man,
that ain't nothin'.

- What's goin' on?
- Damn, Shane, what's all this?

You got your clothes
all over the place!

At least you could
clean up.

Chill out, man.

Kane just brought me
a few clothes over here
from my house.

A few clothes?
How long you plannin'
on stayin'?

Don't worry, man.
I'm not stayin' that long.

Obviously, you don't
want me here.

Nah, I didn't mean it
like that.

I'm just sayin'
I like my place
in order.

If you're gonna
be here all day,
at least clean up.

You know I be bringin'
females in here.

The last thing
I want them to do
is come see this shit.

Ray:
That's a fact.

These broads
ain't tryin' to give it up
to no dirty niggas, bro.

But then again,
you flash this cheese,

pop a couple bottles,
you know how that go.

- Yeah, you know how we do.
- Ray: That's a fact.
[ chuckles ]

What?

Nothin', man.

All right, Joe.
I'ma clean up

'cause I don't wanna
be the cause of you
not gettin' no ass.

Yo, what's up, nigga?
You gotta pee or somethin'?

- You good?
- Yo, fuck it.

Just give me
the hammer, Quan!

Here you go, nigga.

Nigga, what the fuck
is this?

- It's a BB gun.
- You dead ass!

So you expect me
to run up on this chick
with this?

She a chick, Vel.
What, you plan on
shootin' her?

- Nah!
- All right, then.

Once she see the hammer,
she's gonna be scared.

Look at this shit,
though!

I got black
electrical tape.

Once I put it
around the handle,
you good.

Tsk, yo, man.

You good?

Son, just hurry up
and put the tape
on this shit, son.

Here.

Ah, fuck it.

Yo, Rafe,
what's good, my guy?

Nah, it's all love.

But, yo, we gotta
get up tomorrow,
you heard?

Yeah, believe it or not,
I might have the drop
on somethin' for you.

Your lane.

Yeah, I know.
Crazy, right?

Yeah, but, yo,
get with me
tomorrow, though.

Yeah, I'ma call you
once I'm free.

All right, cool.
Say no more.

[ scoffs ]
Oh, my God.
I was cravin' this! Ugh!

Thank God
for 24-hour stores.

[ door opens ]

[ door closes ]

[ door closes ]

[ slams ]

[ music playing ]

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for just coming,
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'cause I does this, yo ♪

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♪ Roll over niggas
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- ♪ But this shit is real
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♪ D.I.B.
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♪ That's what's up,
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♪ Roll over niggas
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♪ Only here
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- ♪ But this shit is real
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♪ Just to enter your mind

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- ♪ But this shit is real
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♪ D.I.B.
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