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-♪ Bitch, we blowin', we ain't going ♪

-Previously on "Kold X Windy"...

-When am I coming home?

-He in that group home cuz of me messin' up in these streets.

-You think I don't hear you up at night with them nightmares?

-No, no, no! No!

-Remember, everything you do is gonna come right back to you.

-What's up, Lika? -You seem like a whole

different guy now. -I'm tryin' to be.

Where's your man? -Driving me crazy.

What you gonna do, Pop, hit me?!

Go ahead! Hit me!

I got a plan. -That gun they found on you

has a body on it.

-Man Man! [Gunshot fires]

-You a smart bitch. I'll give you that.

I'ma remember this. And I'm on you.

On gang.

♪♪

♪♪

-Everybody got "opps."

Opposition.

-This is messed up.

It's really messed up. -I agree.

15 years old.

Supposedly, he was repping BoxWorld and killed by opps.

BoxWorld is your girl Windy's block.

-I know.

I grew up with this kid's father.

-[Sighs]

♪♪

-Your opps might be on your block, in your family,

on your job...

in your neighborhood.

♪♪

Your opps can be anywhere.

♪♪

[Keypad beeping]

♪♪

[Camera shutter clicks]

♪♪

♪♪

Sometimes, the biggest opp...

♪♪

...is yourself.

♪♪

-Tragedy strikes yet again on the streets on Chicago.

At around 3:00 PM this afternoon,

a 15-year-old young man

was gunned down in this Englewood neighborhood park.

Witnesses say that the shooting was a dispute over Drill music.

-[Scoffs] Mnh-mm.

I don't wanna hear nothing else about this madness.

15 years old.

It's just a baby.

-And they said it had something to do with Drill music?

-Yep.

Mm-hmm. [Gasps]

Was you happy to see your boo at the lounge the other night?

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

-Don't you even try it. -[Laughs]

-Who? -Grimey.

-Grimey got out? -He don't go by Grimey no more.

His name is Marlon.

-I thought Grimey was doing time for armed robbery.

-He got out.

He do real estate now. -Eh, real estate?

I didn't even think that little bastard could read.

How he doing real estate? [Chuckles]

He was one of the baddest little boys ever.

-Mm-hmm. -But it look like he really

turned his life around when I saw him.

I said, "Okay." -Man, he ain't changed.

He going back to the joint.

-He grew up, Nae.

People change.

-Right.

-[Sighs] Let me get out of here.

I got a lot of work to do tomorrow.

-You gonna see your boo Grimey tomorrow?

-No.

Last thing I need at the moment is another man.

-Hey, hold on. Where you think you're going?

[Chuckles] Ain't no maids around here.

Put that plate away.

-Yes, ma'am.

-I like this little outfit.

Y'all ain't got a stylist?

-Kold & Windy don't need no stylist.

We style ourselves.

-Mnh-mm.

♪♪

♪♪

[ Indistinct conversation ]

♪♪

♪♪

-Love y'all. -Love you, too.

You get home safe. -No doubt.

-Bye.

-I'm full.

What's been going on with you and these nightmares?

-I ain't having no nightmares.

♪♪

-Okay.

Clean this up when you get finished.

♪♪

-[ Breathing rapidly ]

♪♪

♪♪

-♪ Kold 'n Windy world erday live like suicide ♪

♪ And u betta get how u living, boa, it's do or die ♪

♪ Bet not do no lackin', homie, that mite be yo homicide ♪

♪ Streets ain't neva love nobody specially when u from the Chi ♪

-I don't think we're from around here.

-♪ Aye, we shoot, we don't miss, foenem smoked u, now u lit ♪

♪ We was born into this lane

♪ And it's to death we never quit ♪

♪ We be slidin' around this city checkin' opps up off the list ♪

♪ And it's merch we never losin' we gone score off erry hit ♪

♪ And them blicks be runnin' laps ♪

♪ Get big motion, never sit

♪ Been outside since we were shortys ♪

♪ OG never took a hit

♪ No new insiders allowed, it's survival of the fit ♪

♪ Ain't no nan no other place

♪ In the whole world as real as this ♪

-Where is this? -♪ Hey, we get down outside

♪ It ain't no pump back in this lane, shorty ♪

♪ We could take your life just like your maker ♪

♪ Ain't no game, shorty, backed up 247 ♪

♪ Ain't no lackin', keep yo eyes, shorty ♪

♪ When we on you, ain't no way that you can ever hide from me ♪

-♪ Kold 'n Windy world erday live like suicide ♪

♪ And u betta get how u living, boa, it's do or die ♪

♪ Bet not do no lackin', homie, that mite be yo homicide ♪

♪ Streets ain't neva love nobody specially when u from the Chi ♪

[Sirens wailing]

♪♪

♪♪

[Device beeps]

♪♪

[Device beeps]

♪♪

[Cellphone vibrates]

♪♪

-Hey, Nae.

What you doin'?

Wanna "hit another stain," bitch?

[Horns honking]

-We just hit ol' dude for a fortune.

What you donna do when he find out?

-Oh, I want him to find out.

That's part of the plan.

See, when he do, he's gonna cancel that card

and request another one.

To make him happy, the credit card company

gonna increase his limit.

That's when I hire Freaky Willie

to go to that sucker's post office and impersonate him.

I'll get Willie to request that they hold his mail.

Then a few days later,

Freaky Willie gonna go back to that sucker's post office

and get the mail.

Then I'll have his new card.

-Okay.

So, that's when we use his new card

to go on the real shopping spree?

-Hell no.

I got bigger plans for that ass.

That's when I got to all the local beauty supply stores

and offer to buy their supplies for them at a discounted price.

-Mm. You think the stores would go for that?

-Hell yeah.

All them Asians buy together in bulk to save money.

And trust me, they want to save as much of it as they can.

If I get one of them, I get all of them.

-Mm. [Chuckles]

-Now, after I order the supplies,

I'll have the, shipped to a vacant spot

so that they can come and buy.

All profit for me.

-That's a smart-ass plan.

-Mm-hmm.

-But it's to much damn work.

Like, with stick-ups, you be in and out in five minutes.

Pop, pop. [Both chuckle]

-Stupid.

Hey, what you know about GeGe

owing 140 stacks in taxes on the house?

-GeGe ain't going nowhere.

She done had that house since forever.

-Okay.

-Y'all ready?

-Fa sho.

[Music starts] -Hey! [Laughs]

-♪ Bitch, I'm high in this

♪ Cuz I'm smokin' on yo dead homie ♪

♪ Caught me at the mall, but u missed me, you'z a damn dummy ♪

♪ Foenem on yo heels, turn yo beef into bologna ♪

-♪ Aye -♪ My revolver flash

♪ You say cheese, macaroni

-♪ We shoot, we don't miss

♪ Foenem hit u, now u hit

♪ Every corner got a camera

♪ Hoe, we famous den a bitch

♪ You locked up, we pay yo bail, caught yo ass outside the jail ♪

♪ Kold & Windy neva cared, we grew up in hell ♪

-♪ Bitch, I'm high in this

♪ Cuz I'm smokin' on yo dead homie ♪

♪ Caught me at the mall but u missed me, you'z a damn dummy ♪

♪ Foenem on yo heels, turn yo beef into bologna ♪

♪ My revolver flash

♪ You say cheese, macaroni

-♪ Jus when I said I smoking yo homie, lil bitch ♪

♪ We smoke 'em and roll up, mo

♪ Yeah, I did it jus like I done said we gone do it ♪

♪ We choke on gas, hoe

♪ I just turned daddy into yo junior ♪

♪ Cuh you gone die before

♪ My AK gone have u gettin that limbo, u gone get down low ♪

♪ Stop ackin' like you never seen my M16 ♪

♪ Take a bitch neck off clean

♪ Stop playin all in my face, like I won't go out my way ♪

♪ And delete yo scene

♪ I ain't gone lie, that man man get me high ♪

♪ And I'm on the hunt for mo

-♪ Bitch, I'm high in this

♪ Cuz I'm smokin' on yo dead homie ♪

♪ Caught me at the mall but u missed me, you'z a damn dummy ♪

♪ Foenem on yo heels, turn yo beef into bologna ♪

♪ My revolver flash, you say cheese, macaroni ♪

-That was lit. That was lit.

But, yo, let's lay another one down.

We're gonna do ad-libs, alright?

Give me a minute.

-Mm-mm.

[Humming]

[Chuckles]

-What you think about that kid getting shot?

-I think it's messed up.

-They say he got killed over Drill music, Nae.

-I don't give a damn what they say.

That kid gettin' smoked ain't got nothing to do with us.

[Sighs]

Lika, this ain't our fault.

On Box.

We ain't responsible for what other people do.

-A lot of the kids that listen to Kold & Windy

be the same ones out here actin' a fool.

You don't think our music is at least a little bit responsible?

-No.

We make our music 'cause that's what we wanna say.

We can't control what other people do.

This is entertainment.

We talking about what's real.

We not actually saying, "Go out there and do it."

Now, if they actually wanna go out there and do something dumb,

that's on them, not our music.

On Box.

[Car horn honking in distance]

-The news, the media, and everybody else just sees him

as another headline or a statistic.

He was my son!

♪♪

Ever since his mama died, it was just me and him.

I promised her I'd take care of him.

-I wanted to come by to let you know

we're doing everything we can to find out who did this, Byron.

-I should have got him outta this neighborhood, Grover.

It ain't the same as it was when we was kids.

-Yeah, things have definitely changed.

-I shouldn'a never let him listen to that damn

Drill garbage.

But that's what all the kids are listening to.

♪♪

What's gonna happen to the little bastard

who shot my boy, Grover?

-We're gonna catch the shooter, Byron.

We're gonna put him in prison for a long time.

-How long?

-That's up to the judge.

Listen, Byron, I understand how you feel.

-You don't understand a damn thing about how I feel.

You don't know what it's like to know that the little bastard

who killed your boy is only gonna do 7 to 10 years.

-You're right.

You're completely right. It's messed up.

Real messed up.

But we don't want to mess things up even more.

You hear me? -Yeah.

I hear ya, Grover.

I hear ya.

♪♪

♪♪

[Door opens, closes]

-♪ Don't need y'all to understand ♪

♪ You have entered murderland

♪ Ain't no conversations had♪

♪ If it ain't about that bag♪

♪ Don't need y'all to understand♪

♪ You have entered murderland♪

♪ Hand grenades, AKs all day♪

-Yeah, this Stony Island here in Murdaland

getting to it, Koo, and if you get in the way,

we got enough smoke for the whole city.

We da most treacherous block in the Chi.

My last video hit 18 mil on my so'.

-18 mil? He lying.

-♪ Stony Island, I'm too nice with the diamonds♪

-Damn! -♪ They move in silence♪

♪ Late night news to the morning stew♪

♪ Need no glizzy snipers shoot♪

♪ When I gotta get the bag find me in the trap♪

♪ You can miss me with the dap, I'ma get the cash♪

♪ When I come back through♪

♪ Don't need y'all to understand♪

♪ You have entered murderland♪

♪ Ain't no conversations had♪

♪ If it ain't about the bag♪

♪ Don't need y'all to understand♪

♪ You have entered murderland♪

♪ Hand grenades, AKs all day♪

♪ Mess around and catch a fade♪

♪♪

-♪ Pitbulls, check the front

♪ We got soldiers on the roof ♪

-Hey, Stony Island, I'm Temperance.

I -- Take it easy, guys.

Take it easy. Take it easy.

-Why y'all ass always tweaking on the fans, G.

Let her through so she can get a picture.

Y'all ass tweaking, all four.

-It's not like that at all, Stony.

I'm not no fan.

I mean, I love your music.

You're definitely running the Chi,

but I'm not trying to get no picture.

-Naw? What you on then? -I'm Temper.

I sent you a DM earlier.

You responded and you told me to meet you.

-Damn. Your ass came for real.

I ain't think a high class shawty like yourself

would have been brave enough to come to Murdaland.

No cap. -I manage Kold & Windy.

We want to do a song. -Kold & Windy raw as hell.

Windy be spitting her ass off, on bro.

-So, you'll do the song then?

-Naw.

Ain't no benefit for me in that.

Look, I'm the hottest rapper

in the country right now, sweetheart.

Plus, my price just went up.

It's 20 K a feature. No cap.

-I understand that you're the hottest thing out right now,

which is why I'm trying to get you in this song.

-Y'all got 20 bands, we can make it happen today.

-Listen, I'm not done.

You got a song with people from the A, LA, New York,

but you ain't got one song with anybody from the crib,

and that's bogus as hell, G.

Except your guys.

Kold & Windy is the hottest thing

that's out here that ain't you.

My producer, DJ Ricochet,

he got the illest beats that you ever heard.

So, you do a song with them, you blow them up,

and this whole city will be yours.

No cap.

♪♪

-What it do, y'all?

It's our girl, Shelly Winter,

thereal queen of Drill.

♪♪

I'm-a tell y'all a little about my story.

As y'all know, there's a lot of fake rappers

and rap groups out here.

They talking about stuff that they never experienced.

Everything you hear from Shelly Winter,

Shelly Winter done did, 100%, on Jack.

I'm a real-life product of these streets.

Man, when I was younger, I didn't know my mama

and my daddy.

I was a ward of the state, so I grew up in foster homes.

I moved around a lot.

The Low End, the West Side, in the Hundreds, all over.

That's why I can relate to anybody in the city

with my music.

I rep J-City 'cause J-City is my block, my family.

My big homie J got smoked a few years back,

and we been repping and sliding for him ever since.

Now, y'all know my opps is Kold & Windy,

on the mic and in the streets.

Why do I hate Kold & Windy, you ask.

'Cause they garbage, point blank.

And if you garbage, I'm-a call you out on it.

When I said there's a lot of so-called rappers out here

talking about stuff they've never done,

I was really talking about Kold & Windy.

And you see, we used to be in a group together,

long, long time ago.

I bet y'all ain't even know that.

That's exactly what I'm saying.

Foenem been fake, and they even more fake now.

They kicked me out the group 'cause I was too real.

[Scoffs]

There's another reason, too,

but I'm-a save that for another time.

Stay tuned.

♪♪

-♪ Yeah

♪ Let's get it

♪ Everybody dying, bitch, everybody gone ♪

♪ We ain't solvin' nothing, bitch, Tullie to the dome ♪

♪ If you scared to die, hoe, leave yo ass at home ♪

♪ Kold & Windy, Stony Island, we gone set the tone ♪

-♪ Aye, I know this my city

♪ But these goofies make a bitch want to bail ♪

♪ All the real ones locked in walls ♪

♪ 'Cause weak-ass rat boys run and tell ♪

♪ How we spose to act like angels? ♪

♪ Everyday, we live in hell

♪ All I hear is sirens screaming ♪

♪ Then gunsmoke is all I smell

♪ Lost too many members, yeah

♪ We took some hoe, let's talk about it ♪

♪ This a scary cycle, so many bodies ♪

♪ We can't even count it

♪ One more gone, we just move on ♪

♪ 'Cause we ain't got time to cry about it ♪

♪ I can't tell you how this whole thing started ♪

♪ Why I gotta die about it?

-♪ Everybody dying, bitch, everybody gone ♪

♪ We ain't solvin' nothing, bitch, Tullie to the dome ♪

♪ If you scared to die, hoe, leave yo ass at home ♪

♪ Kold & Windy, Stony Island, we gone set the tone ♪

-♪ They trying to make drill rap the reason ♪

♪ These kids be totting hammers ♪

♪ When Daddy locked in jail for years ♪

♪ It ain't hard to go bananas

♪ Don't talk like I ain't got manners ♪

♪ I clean up after jammers

♪ They droppin' arsenal freights ♪

♪ Knowin' damn well we gone grab 'em ♪

♪ They refereein' the crime so taxes buy they phantom ♪

♪ Then they go try to hide they hands ♪

♪ That's why none of us can't stand 'em ♪

♪ And now they call us the villain ♪

♪ We chillin', but we take that ♪

♪ This city what we love

♪ But this they cycle, we can't break that ♪

-♪ Everybody dying, bitch, everybody gone ♪

♪ We ain't solvin' nothing, bitch, Tullie to the dome ♪

♪ If you scared to die, hoe, leave yo ass at home ♪

♪ Kold & Windy, Stony Island, we gone set the tone ♪

-♪ Murder this land

♪ It's merched, I'm locked, I die about it ♪

♪ I just want my people out them trenches ♪

♪ I can't lie about it

♪ Just give me a 30, some top from a red bone baddie ♪

♪ I'm comin' up off this music ♪

♪ I'm richer, the opps can stand it ♪

♪ They won't trick me out my spot ♪

♪ I'm coming to get my Grammy

♪ These streets raw, but they can't trap me ♪

♪ I'm poppin' out like a Plan B ♪

♪ Showin' out for these lil shorties ♪

♪ Inspire for what they can be

♪ Yeah, we birf'ed a lot of drillers ♪

♪ We winners, too, just watch me ♪

-♪ Everybody dying, bitch, everybody gone ♪

♪ We ain't solvin' nothing, bitch, Tullie to the dome ♪

♪ If you scared to die, hoe, leave yo ass at home ♪

♪ Kold & Windy, Stony Island, we gone set the tone ♪

♪♪

-Doing that song with Stony Island

was the best political move we could've did for Kold & Windy.

I know y'all two aren't crazy about collaborations,

but this one was worth it.

-I ain't mad we did this one.

He got skills.

-He was a'ight.

-We need to shoot a video with him ASAP.

Take full advantage of Stony Island's popularity

while he's still hot.

-Hold on, hold on, shorty.

Now, I ain't mind laying a track with Stony,

but Kold & Windy don't ride nobody's coattails.

We stand on our own two.

-You don't get it, Renee'.

It's not about how good you are.

It's about how many people know who you are.

Stony Island's last video got 18 million views.

18 million.

He reached way outside Chicago.

That's a national fanbase.

Kold & Windy would be complete fools not to ride that coattail.

-See, naw, you the one not getting it.

See, first of all --

Aah!

♪♪

-What the hell is wrong with you?

♪♪

♪♪

[Cellphone vibrates]

♪♪

-Hello? -You have a collect call

from Stateville Prison.

Inmate -- -Benji.

-Do you accept the charges?

-Hell no.

♪♪

[Cellphone chimes]

What the --

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

-That was fun.

Whew.

-Whew! [Chuckles] Stop! -[Laughs]

-Whew. -I can't believe I let you

talk me into coming here.

I haven't been here in years. -Yeah, me either.

It's just one of those places I had to come back

to when I was locked up.

We had a lot of fun here, Lika.

-We did.

-Ain't this where I beat up Big-Nosed Dexter

right by these swings 'cause he squeezed your ass?

-I remember. [Laughs]

-You remember this is also where you let me

kiss you for the first time?

-I don't remember that. -Yes, you do.

Don't even cap. -[Laughs]

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

-You know them?

-Kinda.

One of my guys smoked a dude

from they block a few years back.

-I like the way you handled that.

The ole Grimey woulda kicked it off

with more than just eyeballin'.

-I'm really trying to change, Lika.

Old habits are hard to break.

-I know what you mean.

Can I ask you a crazy question?

-Fa sho.

-You still carry a banger?

Old Grimey used to carry two bangers.

-Hell naw.

I ain't tryna get locked up again.

Besides, I feel like I get

in more trouble with one than without one.

What about you? You strapped?

-Nah. [Chuckles]

I'm fighting a gun charge right now.

That's how I lost my son to the system.

Since GeGe and Renee' both got records,

neither one of them could take him in when I got in trouble.

Getting him back is my first priority.

I still do my stains and stuff, but the guns and the stick-ups

just ain't part of my life no more.

At least, I don't want it to be. -You changing.

Ain't that was an artist supposed to do?

Grow and change?

-Not in Drill. [Chuckles]

-Well, is Drill something you still wanna do?

-That's a good question.

I guess the answer is...

yeah and no.

I love Kold & Windy.

It's taken us a long time to get to where we are now.

And we wanna take it even further.

But I'd be lying if I said

I didn't feel like a different person now.

And Renee', she's the closest thing I ever had to a sister.

I know she ain't trying to change.

I can't just leave her hanging, you know?

Like you said...

old habits is hard to break.

-You ever tried just talking to Renee' about it?

-Hell naw. [Chuckles]

She mad enough I don't carry a thumper no more.

♪♪

You secretly a psychiatrist or something?

I ain't never told nobody all of that.

Not even Pop.

-I'm not so psychiatrist, but I know it feels

when you trying to change and your homies don't get it.

Look, I guess what I'm trying to say is

I know where you're coming from.

I'm proud of you, Lika.

-Thanks, Marlon.

-♪ Drill!

-♪ You wanna battle with the best? ♪

♪ It's like battle of the bands ♪

♪ With this metal, I'll burn 'em ♪

♪ Leave 'em leaking out his head ♪

♪ Got his chest poked out

♪ I guess he feeling like a man ♪

♪ Have him looking like a pencil ♪

♪ Once I fill 'em up with lead ♪

♪ Real gutter is how I play [Gunshot fires]

♪ Cock the burner and spray it

♪ It ain't a game I got all type of pistols ♪

♪ Like San Andreas

♪ My aiming is so amazing [Tires squealing]

♪ Bust ya head wit ya braids in ♪

♪ No separation like Moses, the red sea ♪

-[Chuckles]

I can't believe we actually thought we looked fly.

That's when she was "Renee' Real" and I was "Mona Lika."

Corny as hell.

For the record, them hairstyles was Temper's idea.

-I hope so. -[Chuckles] Boy, shut up.

♪♪

Mm. -Damn.

Still mad I didn't make it to Box's funeral.

He was like a real big brother to me.

-Yeah.

Box was a big brother to everybody.

He was one of the first people to really encourage me

and Renee' to get serious about our music.

-That's the worst part about that life.

It's always the coolest brothers that get smoked.

Hey, you heard about shorty getting shot up on 65th?

-Yeah, I heard about it.

♪♪

-Aw, hell naw!

-What you know about that nappy-head troublemaker?

[Laughter]

-I can't believe you still got that picture of me.

-You gave it to me.

-That was way before I got locked up.

-You were such a knucklehead back then.

Ugh!

[Chuckles]

But you were my first love.

They say you never forget your first.

-It's a fact.

I never forgot you.

♪♪

So, what's up with you and Pop Off?

-Nothing no more.

He was a mistake.

-Man, I'm not hating, but I just...

feel like you going in a different direction than Pop.

-And what direction is that?

♪♪

-Do you really gotta ask that?

♪♪

-♪ Now it's time for us to get paid ♪

♪ Hit the road just to break the mold ♪

-Mama.

-♪ Haunt these old decisions I made ♪

♪♪

-Khiry?!

How you -- What you doing here?

-I used my key.

-I mean, why you ain't at the group home?

-I broke out.

-What you mean you broke out?

-I don't wanna be there no more.

You been taking too long to get me out.

So, I got myself out.

♪♪

-Khiry, this is my old friend Marlon.

Marlon, this is my son, Khiry.

-What's up, Khiry? I'm --

Okay.

♪♪

-Khiry, I thought we agreed to do better?

How am I supposed to get you back the right way

if you do stuff like this?

-In Kold & Windy songs,

y'all talk about breaking out of jail

and doing bad stuff all the time.

-Khiry, listen to me.

They took you away from me

'cause I was always gettin' into trouble.

I used to think trouble was cool, but it ain't.

All trouble gets you is more trouble.

You understand?

-Mm.

-And I'm --

I'm still trying to change.

♪♪

I want you to know...

I love you more than anything in this world,

and I'm gonna do whatever it takes to make sure

that you grow up to be the best Khiry you can be.

Okay?

-Alright.

-Hey, uh, Malika, I think I'm gonna bounce.

-Actually, Marlon,

I'd really appreciate it if you stayed.

-From the look on his face, I think that's Khiry's decision.

-Stop.

-Yo, Khiry...

I bet you I can kick your butt at "Galaxy Patrol."

-♪ We are the ones that change the whole system ♪

-Cops ain't gonna do a damn thing.

-Hell naw. They the ones keeping this BS

going in the first place. -Hold on.

We can't totally blame the cops.

It ain't the cops running around the neighborhoods

shooting like they crazy.

It's these young fools.

-Man, I got stuck up two weeks ago.

I swear to God, dude almost shot me over $10.

-These little bastards will shoot you for nothing,

even if you give them the money. -That's the problem.

Ain't no more structure in the streets.

When we was coming up, we had structure.

I ain't saying we didn't have gangs,

but we had rules to follow.

You get out of line,

you get a violation or you get a punkin' hit.

You know what I'm saying?

Now they stop doing that, it's like cowboys out here.

-No leadership. Nobody put foot in their ass.

These kids ain't scared of their mamas, the cops, or jail.

-That's the problem. They ain't scared of nothing.

-Maybe we should give them something to be scared of.

♪♪

-Now, Byron, I know you mad, and you got every right to be,

but you don't wanna go do nothing stupid.

-What if it was one of your two little girls, Smitty?

Would you be down to do something stupid then?

-You ain't good to nobody just rotting in jail, Byron.

-Yeah, Big B.

Junior would want you going on living, man.

You owe that to him.

-Junior was all I had, fellas.

-Damn.

-And the streets took him from me.

♪♪

The streets owe me something now.

♪♪

-With you, man.

♪♪

[Gunshots, video game chiming] -Just like that.

-Let's go! [Laughs]

-[Chuckles]

-Up, up, down, down, left, right, A, Y, X.

Yeah!

Ooh!

-You're cheating.

-You didn't just cheat, did you? -[Laughs]

-Man, you play pretty good for an old dude.

-Old dude?

Boy, you lucky your mama right there.

-Either one of y'all want the last slice of pizza?

-Nope. I'm having too much fun kicking old dude ass.

-Uh -- -Hey, watch your mouth.

[Knocking]

♪♪

-Is that the social worker?

♪♪

-Hey --

♪♪

-I love you so much, Khiry.

I'm-a get you back home with me really, really soon.

♪♪

Come on.

-[Crying]

Please don't make me leave, Mama.

I wanna stay with you.

-[Crying] I promise, okay?

I promise, you're gonna be home with me really soon.

-Come on, Khiry. -No.

-Your mama's working really hard

to get you back home with her, okay?

-No. -Come on, come on.

-It's okay. -It's okay.

Come on.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. -[Crying]

-It's okay.

-It's alright.

-Let's me go.

-It's okay, Khiry!

♪♪

[Door opens]

-It's alright.

[Door closes]

♪♪

♪♪

-Y'all ready?

Just the hook.

♪♪

[Mic squeals]

-Nae! [Thud]

I think she OD'ing!

♪♪

It's okay. It's okay.

Call an ambulance.

-I'm calling 911! -No, are you crazy?

She's been doing pills and Lean!

You call 911, she's gonna get --

-She's been doing them, not selling them!

Big difference! -It's still illegal!

Alright, isn't there somebody else we can call?

A private doctor?

-Private doctor? We need someone now!

-Don't call 911. -Somebody do something, dammit!

♪♪

-We need an ambulance now. -Shh. Shh.

-Come on, now. Two more bites.

-I don't want no more, GeGe.

-Two more bites, or I'll go upside your head two times.

You pick. Come on, now.

One more.

Alright. -Hey, y'all.

-Hey.

[Sighs]

You can take it from here.

I told her, she mess with that Lean again,

she ain't got to worry about OD'ing,

'cause I'm-a choke her ass to death myself.

-Don't nobody be saying nothing to you

when you be sipping all that yac.

-My yac don't have me falling out,

going to the hospital looking like a damn fool, fool.

You know what? You better get her ass, 'cause I can't take it.

♪♪

[Door opens]

♪♪

[Door closes]

-How you feeling?

-I'd be feeling a lot better if y'all scary asses

wouldn't have called the ambulance.

Now I got a big-ass hospital bill.

-Bitch, I'll pay the bill.

♪♪

You scared the hell outta us.

♪♪

-Y'all tripping over nothing.

I was good.

♪♪

-Naw.

You wasn't good.

GeGe right.

You need to quit all that stuff for a while.

-Why everybody acting like they my damn mama?

-'Cause we care about your dumb ass.

You been doing hella pills and Lean lately.

What's going on?

-[Softly] Nothing.

I'm good. I just like to get high.

-But you been doing it too much, Renee'.

Like something wrong with you.

So, I'm asking you what's wrong.

-I told you, nothing.

♪♪

-We always been honest with each other.

♪♪

If something was wrong with you, you'd tell me, right?

-Yeah, I'd tell you, but...

I still think y'all tripping over nothing, though.

-This is serious, Renee'.

You heard what the doctor said.

You got lucky this time. -I know.

I know. I ain't crazy.

Look, I'm-a chill out on all that stuff for a minute.

On Box.

♪♪

Damn.

♪♪

-So, they identified him from the surveillance footage.

When they picked him up, they found a gun on him

that matched the shells found at the scene.

-Is he scared? -As hell.

-Good.

He say anything yet? -Not yet.

Do you wanna be the "Good Cop" or the "Bad Cop"?

-Let me work this one alone first.

-Okay.

You're the OG.

[Door opens]

[Door closes]

-[Sighs]

-You're even dumber than I thought, Richard.

-Hmm.

-What the hell were you doing out there?

-They was trying to rob me. What was I supposed to do?

-And since when did you start carrying a gun?

-I'm just doing what you told me to do!

-I told you to gather information on Windy.

I didn't tell you to run around town shooting up mofos.

-I've been doing a good job. -[Scoffs]

-I'm in most days with Renee'.

I'm all the way in.

-What you got new for me?

-Renee' OD'd off Lean. -I heard.

-Well, I tried to stop them from calling 911,

but Temper was tweaking.

She freaked out. -Temper's the manager, right?

-Yep.

-I need something that's gonna connect Windy

to the shooting of the Payne girl.

-Like I told you, she admitted it to me one night

when she was really drunk.

She said it's been giving her nightmares.

You want me to get her really drunk and talk to her

about it again where I can record it?

-Hell no.

I need her to admit it sober.

Alright, uh, what you know about the kid

that just got shot over in Englewood?

Byron Stevenson.

-Yeah, I heard about that.

Malika was feeling bad 'cause she thought

it might be connected to Kold & Windy's music.

-Oh.

So, one of them doeshave a conscience, huh?

Think Malika is directly connected to it?

-Malika? Nah. She don't even carry a banger no more.

She's still trying to beat that gun charge.

That's why DCFS took her kid away.

She's pulling white collar stains now, from what I hear.

-You got information on Malika doing white collar stains?

-No.

But if you want me to get down with her, I can,

but she's a lot smarter than Renee'.

♪♪

You gonna make this gun charge disappear or what?

'Cause like I said, they was trying to rob me.

-If I let this cocaine charge stick,

you're looking at five to seven, Ricky.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

That's what happens when Catholic school boys

want to play big baller. -[Scoffs]

-And if I add this new gun charge,

your sweet old mama and daddy will be dead

and buried by the time you get out.

I need a confession or concrete proof on the murder.

Namely the Nia Payne murder.

Something that's gonna stick on Kold & Windy.

You feel me? -Yeah, I feel you.

I'm-a get you something good.

-Yeah, you do that.

♪♪

-Everybody got "opps."

Opposition.

Your opps might be on your block...

on your job...

...in your family...

♪♪

♪♪

...in your neighborhood.

♪♪

-♪ Who's gonna stop me?

♪ Who's gonna stop me?

♪ Who's gonna stop me?

♪♪

♪ You and whose army

♪ I am the end

♪ I am the end

-Your opps can be anywhere.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Sometimes, the biggest opp...

♪♪

...is yourself.

-[Whispering] I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do it.

♪♪

-♪ There's nothing north, this is the end ♪

♪♪

-♪ This is the end

♪♪

-♪ There's nothing north, this is the end ♪

♪♪

♪ There's nothing -- there's nothing, this is the end ♪

♪♪

♪ This is the end

♪ There's nothing north, this is the end ♪

♪♪