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[dramatic instrumental
music plays]

[funky hip-hop beat layers in]

[Raq] Previously
on Raising Kanan...

If you scared, go
back to your mom.

So her punk-ass boyfriend

can put his dick-feelin'
hands on me again?

You know I'm more than happy

to have a conversation
with that nigga.

How you doing? How's your
foster family treating you?

I miss Daddy and Alice.

Niggas saying Fame knew
about some cops being dirty,

and they got scared
of him talking,

so they snatched him
up and put him down.

[Juke] These crooked-ass cops
ain't do that shit on they own.

That call on Fame
came from the street.

I was hoping you could reach
out to your NYPD connects.

Who told you we got
a line to the NYPD?

[tense music playing]

I know who killed Famous.

- Who?
- My mother.

We had you handle the little
nigga because we were concerned

that some of the shit he was
saying could track back to us.

- We can find out what he knows.
- Or what he thinks he knows.

This white motherfucker
out in Howard Beach

into me for ten large

talkin' to me about
how he a made nigga

so he allowed to
carry that debt.

Do what the fuck you need to do.

A friend of ours just got fished

out of the East
River this morning.

Guy's the son of
a real big shot.

You told me to handle that, so
me and Londell did that shit.

- Loose lips kill tricks, nigga.
- [silenced gunshot]

When I find out
who's behind that,

somebody's gonna be
wearing concrete slippers.

It's one size fits all, Marvin.

[ominous music playing]

Motherfucker!

Yo, where the fuck is O-Cee at?

[gunshots]

Jambo, my brother.

I'm Lou Thomas. I
work with B-Rilla.

You don't even know
who you are anymore.

They castrated you, brother Lou.

Robbed you of your very manhood.

- [knocking]
- Jambo, niggas.

[gunfire]

We in business, Hafiz.

The best way to avoid bloodshed

is to move Raq aside.

And I think you are just
the guy for the job.

My sister done filled
that position already,

and that's not shit you
should ever say to me again.

You gotta go, Krys.

To your cousin down in Delaware,

your grandma up in Connecticut,
I don't know where,

but you need to get the
fuck outta New York.

I can't keep you safe.

I got a bus to catch.

But Kanan needs
someone right now,

and you're his mother.

There's only so much
a mother can do.

Ms. Bradley, we need
you to come with us.

There are some questions
you need to answer

about Shawn Figueroa.

What the hell I know about
what happened to Famous?

That's what we need to find out.

How did you even know I was on
this bus in the first place?

You following me?

♪ I'm a hustla, baby ♪

- ♪ I'm a hustla, baby ♪
- ♪ Yeah ♪

♪ I know heartbreaks
Setbacks ♪

♪ Bitch, if I crap out
I'm sure I'ma get back ♪

♪ I been through
The ups and downs ♪

♪ You know I get around ♪

♪ So to me, it's all
a part Of the game ♪

♪ If I ain't the coke
man Or the dope man ♪

♪ I'm almost for sure,
man I gotta take it ♪

♪ No need to say shit
I'm gon' take it ♪

♪ Robberies turn homicide
It's nothin' to play with ♪

♪ Make money
Make-make-make money ♪

♪ When shit hit the fan
We'll take money, Southside ♪

♪ Beef with the best of 'em
Done shot at the rest of 'em ♪

♪ Checks, I'm collectin' 'em
Check, boy, I'm finessin' em ♪

♪ Big bags of bread ♪

♪ Boy, you fuck around Put
a big bag on your head ♪

♪ 'Fore the weather
break You're dead ♪

♪ Let's get to it ♪

♪ They don't do
it Like we do it ♪

♪ Cop it, whip it
Bag it, flip it ♪

♪ Re-up, we up
G'd up, what up? ♪

♪ Runnin' 'round this bitch
Still not givin' a fuck ♪

♪ When it come to that paper
There'll be no complications ♪

♪ Ha-ha, that's right ♪

♪ Put a hole in a nigga
Right in front of you ♪

♪ Your heartbeat pacin' ♪

♪ And it's alright ♪

♪ That's how we do
it On this side ♪

♪ Niggas get to
it On this side ♪

♪ I know heartbreaks
Setbacks ♪

♪ Bitch, if I crap out
I'm sure I'ma get back ♪

♪ I been through
The ups and downs ♪

♪ You know I get around ♪

♪ So to me, it's all
a part Of the game ♪

♪ If I ain't the coke
man Or the dope man ♪

♪ I'm almost for sure,
man I gotta take it ♪

♪ No need to say shit
I'm gon' take it ♪

♪ Robberies turn homicide
It's nothin' to play with ♪

♪ Ayy, ayy ♪

[sultry female vocalization]

[ominous ambient rumbling]

[older Kanan] Worst part of
all this is niggas who get hurt

who wasn't even in the game.

Babies who was just
in the wrong place

at the wrong time.

Or people who cared about us
who got pulled into our shit

just 'cause they gave a fuck.

They losses you
don't never get over.

[chains rattling]

[footsteps approaching]

[door locks clicking]

[older Kanan] Worst shit
you can do is love somebody.

'Cause one way or the
other, in this shit,

that love gonna get taken away.

[jarring, ominous music playing]

[Pop, echoing] Oh, damn.

What'd they do to you, baby?

We're gonna get you outta here.

They been keeping you so
doped up the last couple days

you haven't even been eatin'.

I know you gotta
be hungry, girl.

[Krystal] I just wanna go home.

And we gon' get you home, baby.

But I need you to talk to me.

I already told them
everything I know.

You did, baby, but
they're not believin' you.

Which is why I'm here.

'Cause I was thinking maybe
we just need some girl talk.

Sometimes, bad bitches like us

can only trust
each other, right?

So who Kanan thinking
killed his friend?

[Krystal sighs] That's
what I keep tellin' y'all.

Kanan don't know
who put down Famous.

He came to us and said
he had heard something

about police being involved

and the call coming
from the street.

[inhales deeply]

The only person he ever thought
coulda done it was his moms.

But she didn't do it,
and I told him that.

He just gets so angry with Raq.

He thinks everything
bad that happens to him

is because of her.

[eerie piano melody playing]

[Pop] Here you go.

Eat up, baby.

Kanan lucky to have you.

'Cause you a good girl.

And ain't many good girls
like you out here no more.

[gunshot echoes]

[intense dramatic music playing]

I mean, she shoulda
been there already.

And you ain't heard
from her at all?

Alright, well, let me
ask around up then.

She never got to Delaware.

And they ain't
heard shit from her.

Somethin' fucked up's happening.

Fame, O-Cee, Krystal.

You don't know that all
that's connected, though.

Shit out here is dangerous.

Been dangerous.

It ain't always about you.

This is about me. I know it is.

[Raq] Hey, Kanan.

What the fuck?

You knew about this?

She's your moms,

and she's worried about you.

I've called you damn
near a hundred times.

And when I didn't answer
a hundred fuckin' times,

you somehow still thought
I wanted to talk to you?

[dramatic music playing]

[Ricard] It's our understanding
that the two of you were here

during the time of the shooting.

We were wondering if you
saw or heard anything

that might have been
out of the ordinary.

And for the record, we
know that the two of you

have checkered
pasts of your own.

What the fuck that
got to do with this?

[Lou] We left before
all that went down.

I heard about it the next day.

And is there anyone who
can verify this timing?

I got to her place
at like 11:00.

I didn't look at a clock.

I don't know the exact time.

What about you?

- What time did you leave?
- Same time as Lou.

We recovered two weapons
from the deceased,

and one of them
matched the ballistics

on a home invasion

that took place on
Long Island recently.

It was at the former
residence of Lowell Gelfand,

the guy that owns
your record label.

So this gotta do with him, then.

We're not drawing
any conclusions

about anything yet,

but the weapon's connection
to this prior crime

is an interesting development.

I have to go.

Oh. Can we get your information
from Mr. Thomas here?

If we have any more questions.

You can.

Look, we done told
y'all everything.

We wasn't here, Five-O.

[Lou] Didn't see shit.

Don't know shit.

Don't head out of
town anytime soon.

Where the fuck we gonna go?

[dramatic music playing]

They don't know
nothin', my nigga.

They still lookin'
and listenin', though.

So don't give them
nothin' to hear and see.

Look, I know you're
gonna be angry with me

for the rest of your life,

but it don't mean
that I stopped caring.

What you know about
what happened to Fame?

What I know about
what happened to Fame?

You thinkin' I had something
to do with all that?

Please tell me that that's
not what you thinkin'.

That ain't what he
said, though. He just...

askin' if you know anything.

I know what he said, and I
know what he tryin' to say.

I didn't do nothin' to your
friend. I loved Famous.

Loved Fame like you loved D-Wiz?

You and I, we...

You and I already
talked about that.

And I'ma tell you now
like I told you then...

that's on you.

You can twist and you can
turn it any way you want,

but that was me
cleanin' up your mess.

Look, the only reason I'm here

is because that girlfriend
of yours came by to see me.

She said that you might be
about to do some dumb shit.

Which knowin' you, that
sounds about right.

I came here to tell you

that I can't fix your
mistakes no more.

You're gonna have to own what
you break from here on out.

When did Krystal roll up on you?

Couple days ago. She
showed up at my front door,

said she was going
to catch a bus.

Krystal gone missing.

She never got to
where she was going.

You see who scooped
her from the crib

after you was done talking?

- Didn't look.
- What time was it?

Whatever goin' on with
Krystal ain't on me, Kanan.

Why would I even tell
you she came through

in the first place?

Look, even if it
wasn't you directly,

Krystal coulda got caught up
in your shit like we all do.

Maybe 'Nique grabbed
her to fuck wit' you.

Maybe it was Quan's people.

You done fucked
over so many niggas,

I can't even start to
guess who it coulda been.

You know, it must be nice

for you to have me in your life
to always point the finger at.

Ain't nothin' nice about
having you in my life.

[somber music playing]

Can't never win with him, Juke.

You worried about winnin' him

when you should be
worried about losin' him.

[car door closes]

Me and my family ain't gonna

take that shit
lyin' down, nigga.

I know you took out Londell.

I ain't had nothin' to do with
what happened to your cousin.

My condolences to you
and yours, though.

Fuck you and your condolences.

Londell was in a
whole lot of shit.

Nigga had a long list of
heads who had no love for him.

Don't know why you
think it was me.

You know exactly
why, motherfucker.

[dramatic music playing]

A'ight.

Let's say, uh, I did kill
that chatty-ass fool.

Closed that nigga's
mouth for good.

Fuck you gonna do
about it, Early?

That's what the fuck I thought.

[engine starts, revs]

[music fades]

Corridor's closed for the night.

I'm looking for Krystal.

Who the fuck are you?

Kanan Stark.

The boyfriend. Right.

You a corner boy, dope dealer.

And I don't know
where Krystal at.

Last I heard, she
was up in your spot.

She left. Went to go see
her cousins in Delaware.

But I ain't heard from her.

She reach out to her mom
in the last couple days?

Krystal and her mother
don't talk no more.

Look, this shit ain't
none of... [grunts]

[tense music playing]

[grunting]

Krystal told me
you like to creep

in the middle of the
night. Push up on her.

How you like my boot
pushin' up on you, nigga?

[grunting]

If you or Krystal
moms hear from her,

you let me know. Understand?

Nod your fuckin' head, or
my Timbs goin' back to work.

I'm gonna let you know.

[crunching thud]

["I Thank You" by Adeva playing]

[car horns honking]

[lively chatter]

I have to go to the bathroom.

But if you go anywhere, I will
hunt you down and kill you.

[chuckles]

I'll be right back.

[chuckling]

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ You're givin' me love
Like a river overflowing ♪

♪ You give me joy
And happiness ♪

Trevor said he's going
to the Copa later,

but I don't wanna go.

Me neither. Copa's too sweaty.

[music continues, muted]

[sighs]

- [sniffing]
- [ominous music playing]

- [casing clatters]
- [thudding]

[music fades]

I've been seeing someone
for a little while.

It's been good.

I'm happy for you.

I'm happy for me too.

I didn't even know I could
be this happy, actually.

So...

I called you because
this detective

showed up at my
door a few days ago,

started talking to me about you.

[tense, dramatic music playing]

When Aaron was
killed, the police...

asked me about his history
of domestic violence,

and I mentioned that
you were a witness

to one of the times
he attacked me.

I guess that's...

how he tracked me down.

What kind of
questions he ask you?

That's the thing. He didn't
even really ask me anything.

He just started telling me
about you and your family

and... troubles you've
had in the past.

- And what'd you say?
- I don't know anything,

so there's nothing to say.

I'll make sure he
doesn't bother you again.

Are you okay?

I'm good.

So... tell me about
this new girl.

Oh my God. She's so beautiful.

And smart too.

She's getting her
master's in education.

I don't even know how
to say it. She's just...

for me.

[music fades]

[indistinct chatter]

[grim music playing]

David here?

[whimpering]

[sighs]

This physical therapist tells me
I'm not drinking enough water,

which is why my
fucking leg cramps

and keeps me up at night.

But when I drink...
I drink more water,

I gotta keep waking up 'cause
I gotta take a fuckin' piss.

So... so what's the point?

Doctor says my prostate's

the size of a
fuckin' bocce ball.

I'm at the point where
I gotta hire someone

to slug my fuckin'
bladder ten times

- just so's I can take a leak.
- I'd hate to be the palooka

who gets stuck with
that fucking job.

[laughter]

Guy wants an audience wit' you.

Yeah. Alright.

Need to talk to you
about Marvin Thomas.

[tense music playing]

Ay...

This motherfucker 'Nique tryin'
to pull me into a fuckin' war.

And you know what? The
shit about to work.

We hit him. He hit us. It's
the way of the fuckin' world.

Without David and the trucks,

we can't move all this product
comin' in from Hafiz, Marvin.

And if and when
Sei Yap is back up,

we don't know that the
new nigga in charge

gonna wanna fuck wit' us.

I got a storage spot that
we can hold the work in

until we can figure out how
to move it to the restaurants.

We should step to Stefano,

see if he got some trucks we
can use for a little while.

Also see how hard we
can hit back at 'Nique.

I'm gettin' way past tired

of havin' to clear every
fuckin' call we make

with these rigatoni
motherfuckers.

Yeah, Stefano might be able to
help with movin' shit around.

Before I step in with him,
I need to know from you

what's goin' on with that
mess with Early and Londell.

Handled.

Your version of handled or mine?

God's version.

[dramatic music playing]

Gettin' my feet up
under me a little bit.

- Mm-hmm.
- Finally.

Figurin' out who
I am and all that.

You seem lighter than I've
seen you in quite a while.

[mellow music plays in bar]

Sometimes, that weight
on your shoulders...

Mm-hmm.

...just turns out to be
muscle you forgot how to use.

[gasps]

Yeah. [laughs]

Hi, Shirley.

Well, it's about time
someone classed up the joint.

Hi, Imani.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

[sighs]

When you asked me to sit in on
the meeting with the police,

I didn't know you were
gonna make me an accomplice.

An accomplice to what?

To your bullshit, Lou,
and God knows what else.

That timeline you gave
the cops was inaccurate.

You know it, and I know it.

You got to my apartment an
hour after you told them.

I wasn't looking at a
fucking clock, Imani.

[tense music playing]

And that don't mean I
killed them niggas, neither.

We're done, Lou. You and me.

I don't know what
you did or didn't do,

but I don't trust you.

And I'm not gonna be

in a relationship with
someone that I don't trust.

I've told Lowell that I don't
want to work with you anymore

on the Rilla project.

Or Eldad Facts. Or Draw Down.

Good luck, Lou.

I hope you find a way to
be honest with yourself

since you can't be honest
with me or anyone else.

[dramatic music playing]

[music fades]

- [traffic buzzing]
- [car horn honking]

[woman] Hi, Juke.

[dark, ominous music playing]

Fuck this.

[music fades]

I had a little break from
school, so came home.

Of course I wanted to see you.

Hm, figured wit' your college
friends, you forgot me.

Which would have been
totally okay, by the way.

That would not have
been okay at all.

Plus, how could I forget you?

You're like the most
unforgettable person

I ever met in my life.

- [bell dings]
- [man] I can help who's next.

So what's been going on?

- How you been?
- Hmm.

Took some classes,

but wasn't really feeling
any of 'em that much,

so now I'm just figurin'
out what's next.

Thought you was thinkin' about
gettin' out of New York, though.

- Tryin' somethin' new.
- Hmm.

You sound like your mom and dad.

"Butta is a lark, Laverne."

"What are you doing
with your life?"

[laughs] For real, though.

You're amazing.

You could do anything
that you wanna do.

Hmm.

I don't know that
that's necessarily true.

It is.

What happened to you getting
away from your family

and all they bullshit?

What happened to you
starting a life of your own?

I don't know.

I just feel like...

maybe I am like my
family after all.

Maybe...

that's not so bad.

[bell dings]

[man] Here's your
order, girls.

That was a good pull on
that yellow motherfucker.

Last I heard, Five-O
don't know shit.

Wasn't nothing.

["Sign of the Times"
by Basic Vocab playing]

You a big ol' buck, huh?

The fuck they feedin'
y'all New Jerz niggas?

New York niggas.

[laughter]

[man] Yo, yo, yo. What the
fuck you doin' here, bro?

[Kanan] I just need to talk
to him, man. That's all.

- [gun cocks]
- Hey, yo, Unique!

Let me holla at you.

[tense, ominous music playing]

Kanan fuckin' Stark.

I need to get at you, 'Nique.

You know, I been wonderin'
when you was gonna pay

a nigga a visit.

Welcome, my brother.

So you got a boyfriend?

Or girlfriend?

I been dating this guy that goes
to Morehouse for a little bit.

He's from New Orleans, so he
has one of them crazy accents,

but he's cool.

Wants to be a doctor.

What about you?

You been seein' anybody?

Nah. I mean, I been
with a few people,

but nothin' serious.

Hm.

Uh-oh. Check me out
gettin' jealous about Juke.

[tender music playing]

I'm jealous about you too.

Good.

[Unique] I ain't had nothin' to
do with your girl goin' missing

or whatever the fuck happened
to that Puerto Rock nigga.

That ain't me, Kanan.

And I ain't got beef
wit' you like that.

My issue's with Raq, not you.

Unless you and her are
partners or some shit,

in which case, we
gonna have a problem.

I get my work from
her. That's it.

We not partners like
that. Not at all.

That's what I heard.

I know you ain't gonna
stand here and tell me

you didn't have a part in
puttin' my brother down, though.

That was me.

I did that.

Nigga needed to be
checked, so I checked him.

And I'd do it again.

I ain't have no love for
Ronnie in the end, neither.

Just 'cause someone family don't
mean they get to be familiar,

you know what I'm saying?

Raq ain't lookin'
out for you, Kanan.

Your girl. Puerto Rock.

[sucks teeth] Fuckin'
Webster-ass nigga.

They all takin' hits.

And your moms ain't
nowhere to be found.

You know about O-Cee?

Everybody fuckin' knows, man.

Everybody see all
your people out here

gettin' took the fuck out.

That is a bad look
for you, brother.

I don't know Krystal's gone.

I don't even wanna put
that shit out in the world.

My apologies, man.

But what I'm saying is,

we look out for
ours on this side.

If you on our side, we on yours.

[sucks teeth]

You know this work.

You got these streets wired
with these bike niggas.

You and me join forces?

[scoffs] We 'bout to be
Voltron in this motherfucker.

You just tryin' to
fuck up my moms.

'Cause you know me and
you workin' together

is gonna twist her head up.

It does have that added benefit.

That's not what this is about.

I believe in you, my nigga.

Not 'cause who your moms is,

'cause of who you are.

You a real one out here
on your own, Kanan.

Everything ain't
gotta be about Raq.

Word.

If you hear something
about my girl, let me know.

Ay yo, get the fuck
off my car, man.

[dramatic music playing]

[car door opens, closes]

[car engine starts]

I'ma be home for a few more
days if you gon' be around.

I think I can fit
you in my schedule.

How was dinner, girls?

I heard this spot was tasty.

Not much of a pastry guy myself,

but my wife's pregnant,

and she's got a
real sweet tooth.

You should just go
home, Iesha. I'm good.

- You sure?
- I'm police.

She's safe with me.

I'm straight.

Just go, Iesha. Please.

I want you to call me later

and let me know
that you're okay.

I will.

Promise me.

I promise.

I get the sense you're
gonna break that promise.

You're not gonna
call her, are you?

Fuck you want from me, Garcia?

What I've always wanted.

For you to do your civic duty.

And I'm gonna keep showing up

at really convenient
places and times

until you agree to work with me.

Fuck you.

[dramatic music playing]

You really think, the little
nigga doin' worth all that?

Look, man, he connected

to some real heavy
hitters outside of Raq.

Beefin' with him mean
beefin' with them,

and I don't want none
of that right now.

[sucks teeth] Kanan's
smart. He stand on his own.

He didn't even blink
when he told me

he put down my brother.

He said he'd do it
again if he could.

I like a motherfucker
who stand by his work.

[sucks teeth] Boy
growin' up, man.

He growin' up.

Oh.

I hadn't even heard about this
Oriental guy gettin' clipped.

Yeah, I'm bettin' 'Nique
made the call on his own.

That how it feels
to you, Marvin?

Because I know you,
you know a thing or two

about makin' calls on your own.

[scoffs] Yeah, it
feels like, uh,

'Nique pulled that trigger
without checkin' in with no one.

Hm.

In the short term,

I got some people we
might be able to use

to truck the product
to your restaurants.

But you're gonna have to figure
out an alternative arrangement,

and sooner rather than later,

because I don't like
to stay too close

to the narcotics trade.

It's a filthy business.

No doubt.

We on it.

Hey, Raq.

Can I bend your ear a minute?

Alone.

[tense music playing]

Look.

I don't know exactly
what happened here,

or... or how this murder
in front of the studio

is tied to this robbery
at my old house...

but I can't be connected to
any sort of criminality, Lou.

Don't know why you
talkin' to me about it.

Ain't have shit to do with me.

Then why is Imani
refusing to work with you?

You have to ask her that.

I did! She wouldn't give
me a straight answer.

I know what happened at
your last label, Lou.

I don't want that here.

You kickin' me to the curb

'cause Imani don't wanna
fuck wit' me no more, Lowell?

I'm not kicking anyone
anywhere yet, Lou,

but I can't have
people robbing my homes

and getting murdered
in the street.

Like I said...

that shit ain't about me.

You know what?

I feel like this has been
a mistake from the rip.

I'm a street nigga

who do street nigga shit.

I'm done, Lowell. I'm out.

[tense music playing]

You're quitting?

I appreciate the opportunity.

The street won't put
money in your pocket, Lou.

Depend which street, Lowell.

Early says he ran it past him,
and Marvin give him the okay.

You can't trust a word that
come out of Early Tyler's mouth.

He wasn't lying. I'm
good at reading people.

And coming to me like he
did, that's audacious enough.

He knows bullshittin'
me would be suicidal.

Nah, desperate motherfuckers

will tell any story they
can to save they ass.

I don't believe he was
telling me a story.

And even though Marvin
didn't pull the trigger,

his involvement in
this is gonna be

a point of contention
for my friends.

Especially since this
is not the first time

he's run afoul of this thing.

You know, one time a
mistake, twice a trend.

You're loyal to your family.

I'm loyal to mine.

Anybody go after Marvin,

they gon' have to
get through me first.

I admire that.

I really do.

I just wish your brother

had the same sense of duty
and responsibility to you

that you do to him.

Marvin talked to me
about replacing you.

About stepping up and
taking over your operation.

I don't believe that.

And I'm sure you
didn't believe it

when you found out that Marvin
and I had some side business

that didn't include you.

[dramatic music playing]

Listen.

I'm just trying to
help you help yourself.

You know, sometimes,
people like you and me,

we got our heads up so high
that we don't see the shit

that's happening
right under our feet.

[tense music playing]

[music fades]

[engine idling]

- Hey, sweetheart.
- Hey, Dad!

- [man] How was school?
- [girl] Good.

[man] Yeah?

- You got anything?
- Eh, just some homework.

[girl continues indistinctly]

Early came through

and told Stefano everything.

Damn.

You fucked this all up, Marvin.

[dramatic music playing]

["Ciao, Ciao, Bambina"
by Jerry Vale playing]

I know it was you who
hit the Chink, Unique.

I'm not a fuckin' idiot.

Didn't have nothin'
to do with that, Phil.

I just heard about it myself.

Look, these faggot motherfuckers
get real rough with each other.

You know, the lovers'
spat's real different

when it's two niggas beefin'.

[laughs] Lovers' spat.

Yeah, that's what it was.

They settled it the
way all lovers do.

Bullet to the back
of the fuckin' head

in the bathroom, right?

[Phil sips loudly]

[sighs] I'm not goin' to
the fuckin' mattresses

with New York right now,
especially not for you

and your ghetto bullshit.

Peace in the Middle East, baby.

You know I'm all about it.

[sucks teeth]

♪ ♪

Nigga, you told me you was gonna
look out for me and my people.

You told me you was
gonna be different

than all these other
fuckin' music niggas.

You exactly the same,
Lou. You all talk.

I got your ass out
the pen, Rilla.

That's a whole lot
more than talk, nigga.

Honestly...

not gettin' to finish
the work that we started

is my biggest
regret in this shit.

Regret ain't gon'
feed my baby, Lou.

Don't know for sure Lowell
and them is gonna drop you.

You know he didn't want me
back on that fuckin' label

in the first place.

Only reason he signed
me up again was you.

Now that you gone,

he ain't gonna want
shit to do with me.

I need work, Lou.

It don't matter what kind.

I'm not afraid to get
gully out here, either.

[tense music playing]

Just keep a nigga in mind.

Done.

[music fades]

[man] Hey, buddy. Over here.

She hasn't been in
school in a couple weeks.

She wasn't around last
time I came through,

which was like three weeks ago.

Her foster parents keep
calling into the office

saying she's sick.

You know where they stay at?

They must have an address
in that office, though.

[scoffs] I can't get
that for you, man.

Against the rules.

The rules made to be broken.

Give me a minute.

Her name Krystal Bradley.

Eighteen-year-old Black girl.

Ain't no girls there that
y'all don't know who they are?

A'ight. Thank you.

Thirty hospitals I called,
she ain't at none of 'em.

Keep thinkin' she gon' walk
through that fuckin' door.

Deep down, I know that
shit ain't gonna happen.

I got someone I could talk to.

Might be able to help.

Shit's complicated, but...

I appreciate anything
you could do.

I'ma go holla at
Bonnie and Clyde.

They hear things we don't.

Until we know for
sure what happened,

you gotta stay positive, man.

Shit could still work out.

Who the fuck are you kiddin'?

Nothin' ever works
out for us, Juke.

[door opens, closes]

[mellow R&B music playing]

- [car turns off]
- [music shuts off]

[lock clicking]

- Who are you?
- Marvin Thomas.

A friend of Amber's.

I don't think so.

[dramatic music playing]

I was close with the family
'fore she got wit' y'all.

Just askin' after her.
Heard she was sick.

She never said anything
about you to us.

I was a friend of her father's.

Not something I'd
be bragging about.

I just wanna know how
the little girl is, man.

School sayin' she been out
'cause she ain't feelin' well.

She's fine. She's got a cold.

Now you need to get the
fuck back in your car

and drive away before
I call the police.

[inhales deeply, exhales]

[Amber] Uncle Marvin!

[grunting]

[John] I'm gonna
smash your head in!

Amber, where you at?

Get outta this house,
you fuckin' nigga!

[grunts]

[Amber] Uncle Marvin!

Fuck they doin'
to y'all in here?

You're gonna die!

- [gun fires]
- [grunting]

[body thuds on floor]

[groans]

[gun fires]

I gotta get outta
here right now.

But you gonna call the police,

tell 'em some white boy
with tattoos came in here

and did all of that
to these people, okay?

[baby wailing]

I'ma circle back on you,

once the dust settles.

You gonna be all right, though.

I got you.

[police siren wailing]

Called around.

Turns out, they
found the Jane Doe

in a stairwell over at Edgemere.

Take it that's your friend.

As of right now, there
aren't any leads.

Sorry for your loss.

But now you owe me.

[dramatic music playing]

Ain't the first time you
said you want back in.

But I gotta be honest,

shit just feel like lip service.

Talk is cheap, baby brother.

I ain't just talkin', Raq.

I wanna get down again.

I know you worried
I'm gon' fake.

Ain't no half-steppin'
in this shit, Lou.

Gotta be your whole
fuckin' heart.

Can't have you sayin'
you here with us

and your feelings
are somewhere else.

Can't have you watchin' my back

when you lookin' over
your own fuckin' shoulder.

You need to be here
in this moment,

doing what needs to be done.

I've gone through a whole
lot to get to a place

where I can accept all that.

Where I can see
it for what it is.

Where I can see me for who I am.

You talkin' to that
rehab doctor again?

I ain't talkin' to nobody.

Block been talkin'
to me, though.

Kickin' that street psychology.

Scrap, D-Wiz.

You damn near drowned
yourself in a fuckin' bottle

over all that, Lou.

I don't think I got fucked
up over all that work

because I hated it...

or because I thought
it was wrong.

I think I got fucked up...

because I liked it too much.

'Cause it felt
too fuckin' right.

And knowin' that, feelin' that,

wasn't somethin' I could accept.

I couldn't handle
what it said about me

or how I see myself

or this whole damn
world around me.

But I'm a fuckin'
dragon slayer, Raq.

[dramatic music playing]

What the fuck you
call a dragon slayer

when he ain't got
no dragons to slay?

You call that nigga a cab

'cause he fallin'
down drunk at the bar.

[Lou chuckles]

I made peace with myself.

And now that I've
found that peace...

I'm ready to go back
to war next to y'all.

So all that music
shit is just done?

Music ain't goin' nowhere.

But losin' Fame the way we did,

showed me that I
can't save nobody

sittin' behind a
fuckin' mixin' board.

I need to be out
here wit' y'all.

[sighs]

I don't know that I completely
buy all that shit, Lou.

I'm not sure that
you do, neither.

But if you want work,
I got work for you.

Right here. Right now.

And if you a dragon slayer
like you say you are,

then I guess you
and me 'bout to step

in the motherfuckin'
dragon's lair.

[tense, jarring music playing]

Strap the fuck up.

[train clacking]

We haven't heard anything
about your girlfriend.

But we're certainly gonna
keep our ears and eyes open.

Could be she left
town and cut ties.

Wouldn't be the first bitch
to leave New York behind her.

She wouldn't do that to
me and not tell me first.

There's nothing
more unpredictable

than a woman, Kanan.

It's actually a coincidence
that you're here right now.

We were gonna reach out.

We heard back from our
friends in the NYPD.

- Famous?
- Mm-hmm.

Didn't believe it
ourselves when we heard it,

but they wouldn't lie to us.

[intense dramatic music playing]

[sighs]

It was your mother, son.

Raq hired some dirty
police to kill your friend.

[older Kanan] Don't ever care
about nothin' in this shit.

Don't matter if it's your
mother, your brother,

or your own damn child.

I can't lie, this shit
ain't a bad look for me.

Look too pretty, niggas
think they can get cute.

[older Kanan] Because your work
don't care about none of that.

It just gotta eat.

We got visitors.

I patted 'em both
down. They're clean.

[older Kanan] And when you
thinkin' about that other shit,

you ain't feedin' it.

And once your work
get hungry enough,

it's gonna eat the
only shit around.

And that's you, nigga.

Your ass on the menu.

We need to talk.

[older Kanan] Bon
appetit, motherfucker.

["Smiling Faces Sometimes" by
The Undisputed Truth plays]

♪ Smiling faces ♪

♪ Sometimes pretend
to be your friend ♪

♪ Smiling faces ♪

♪ Show no traces ♪

♪ Of the evil That
lurks within ♪

- ♪ Can you dig it? ♪
- ♪ Smiling faces ♪

♪ Smiling faces sometimes ♪

♪ They don't tell the truth ♪

♪ Smiling faces ♪

♪ Smiling faces tell lies ♪

♪ And I got proof ♪

♪ Oh, Lord, yeah ♪

[gentle vocalization]

♪ Let me tell you ♪

♪ The truth is in the eyes
'Cause the eyes don't lie ♪

♪ Amen ♪

♪ Remember ♪

♪ A smile is just a frown
Turned upside down ♪

♪ My friend ♪

♪ So hear me when I'm sayin' ♪