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I'd rather us try and spend more

time together, as a family.

Well, clearly for you, ain't nothing that serious.

Your career ain't serious.

Your relationship ain't serious.

We looking for the baddest bitches in the city.

Dance with me.

You finna be a star.

You fucking her?

You a lesbian now? - win this.

Could be our way out.

You know, if you fail this semester,

you'll lose your scholarship?

Fail the sem-- are we clear?

Shit.

♪ I gotta go get it ♪

♪ You know that I'm with it ♪

♪ Don't care about the spendin' ♪

♪ The Lambos I'm whippin' ♪ Don't push me to the limits ♪

♪ You get what you put in ♪ Might cost you your life ♪

♪ So how you gon' spend it? ♪ Spend it ♪

♪ Spend it ♪ Spend it ♪

♪ Yo, how you gon' spend it ♪

♪ Spend it ♪ Spend it ♪

♪ Spend it ♪

♪ Yo, I gotta go get it ♪

♪ You know that I'm with it ♪

♪ Don't care 'bout the spending ♪

♪ The Lambos I'm whippin' ♪ Don't push me to the limits ♪

♪ You get what you put in ♪ Might cost you your life ♪

♪ So how you gon' spend it? ♪ Spend it ♪

♪ Spend it ♪ Spend it ♪

♪ Yo, how you gon' spend? - Savion, can I get a word?

Savion! Savion!

Savion! - Savion!

Savion!

Savi, hold up.

Savion!

You don't need to do this.

You should be resting.

Rest is for the weak.

Whoever did this gon' know they fucked with the wrong person.

Excuse my language.

Excused.

Now, if all y'all showed up for church on Sunday,

we'd make a real impact in the community.

Pastor, any validity to the rumors of this

being a targeted attack?

If so, what were the attackers after?

Is this a message to you personally?

Taking it we not talking about the Grizzlies game

last night.

This attack wasn't just against me.

And this cowardly act wasn't just

against the good parishioners of our amazing congregation.

This attack was against the community,

against the little Black girl and

Black boy who need protection from gun violence in this city.

Now 80,000--

Looks like he had a rough night.

Forgive me.

Karma catching up to him.

But my physical pain don't compare to the hurt and anger I

feel when I think about the $80,000 from the hard working

people of our community that was wrongfully

stolen from the church.

Now, like any good--

Whoever did this is bold as hell 'cause he

is not taking this lying down.

I vow that this will not go unpunished.

Now, I promise-- no, I can assure you of that.

Ladies and gentlemen, that's enough questions for today.

The pastor needs his rest.

We thank y'all all for coming out.

Thank you.

That's live from the home of Pastor Savion Taylor

of the Southern Faithful Inspirational Church

here in Memphis.

Details of the attack are still being investigated at this time

by the Memphis Police Department.

What we do know is several reports of gunfire--

What is this?

The church's bank records for your business loan.

Memphis Police are reporting

a significant uptick--

Now you can get your own fleet.

Listen, I love spending time with you.

I can't wait to go to Miami.

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

I'm just learning to take a leap of faith.

♪ You say that it's all right ♪

♪ I must be trippin' 'cause it's all right ♪

♪ You say-- ♪

Take it easy, Pastor.

I'm all right.

Take it easy.

I'm all right.

Dad.

Keisha.

Oh my God.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Where'd you come from?

I came from the back.

The front was a little too chaotic.

Dad, who did this?

Do not trust the neighbor and put no confidence in a friend.

You think this was an inside job?

It's always the ones closest to you that hurt you the most.

Gentlemen, I need a moment with my daughter.

Thank you for helping out.

Reach out to you a little later.

All right.

Let's sit down, dad.

Thank you, Keisha.

I ain't think you cared.

You steal my daddy.

You scared me half to death.

I'm all right.

Are you?

I don't know how much longer I can

keep living in this city, Dad.

Oh, come on, Keisha.

Don't start with this again.

Now, I'm good.

We're good.

These old love taps, they-- they'll heal in no time.

I'm not good, Dad.

I'm moving to California to pursue my dreams.

Keisha, you can't even take care of yourself

here in Memphis.

I got a plan this time.

What plan, Keisha?

You don't even have a degree.

I don't need one.

Do you think I'm gon' pay for you to go

to some godforsaken place?

I don't need your money.

I plan on winning the skate competition.

Do you hear yourself, Keisha?

You banking on a competition.

Now, that ain't a plan.

That's a shot in the dark.

You never listen to me.

It's always about what you want.

What about the people you claim to love?

I do love you, Keisha.

You know that.

You don't act like it.

I'm scared, Dad.

First, Rome.

Now, you.

Am I next?

I'm just trying to have a fighting chance.

Come here, Keisha.

My baby girl all grown up, huh?

Stubborn as all out though.

Where you think I get it from?

So say you win this competition.

When that little money run out, then what?

I'll survive just like I do here.

And it's not if I win, it's when I win.

Keisha, I realize you scared.

But I would never let anything happen to you.

Ever.

I want what's best for you.

I guess I just don't know how to let go.

Don't think of it as letting go, Dad.

Think of it as letting me grow.

Letting you grow.

Girl, you gon' be the death of me.

Tyra, you know the rules.

Doors lock when class starts.

I know, but-- but my phone died.

And my alarm didn't go off or on.

You know what I mean.

Can we please just cut the excuses, Tyra?

It's getting a little old. - It's the truth.

We're done here.

Wait.

So that's it?

I miss my test, fail the class and lose my scholarship?

Wait a minute.

You're acting like this is my fault.

I've tried to guide you and mentor you

since the beginning of the semester,

but you'd rather learn the hard way.

You would be a distraction for those who made this a priority

and showed up on time so, yes, we're done here.

Come on, man.

It's not, "mane."

It's Mara.

I'm not one of your little street friends.

I'm sorry.

I know that just came out like that.

I'm sorry.

But you just don't understand.

I had a rough few weeks.

I've been living in a storage unit recently.

I don't have a place for me and my daughter to go.

All I want is for Deja to be proud of me.

And I fail at everything.

Look look, look.

I've been looking up the travel nurse stuff you talked about,

and I found some good ones that might be a good fit out in LA.

I just need to pass this class, Mara.

Please.

Class only have 40 minutes left.

That's all I need.

That's all I need.

Okay, we have 10 more minutes.

Let's wrap it up, guys.

Pencils down.

I said pencils down.

How did you finish all these questions?

I heard B was the most popular multiple choice answer.

When all else fails, B it straight down.

Good luck, Tyra.

No answer?

No.

What you think she doing?

I don't fucking know.

Whatever she's doing, she's been popping hella tags lately.

Well, she need to be careful, 'cause Boogie

ain't exactly winning the outstanding

citizen award no time soon.

She ditching us, and she the one

who need to practice the most.

You right about that.

Here she go right there.

What's happening, man?

Don't what's happening me.

We almost done, Fran.

I know.

Damn, I got caught up with something.

With who?

Boogie?

The hell y'all got going on, Fran?

We get together and talk about stocks and shit.

Girl.

Y'all trying to talk about my personal life.

Do y'all want to practice?

Oh, now you want to practice.

Francis, get in formation.

Come on, put them skates on, girl.

A'ight, Beyoncé.

Okay, Michelle.

Ah.

All right, y'all, come on now.

♪ Up on my game ♪

♪ I know my worth ♪

♪ Cut me a check ♪

♪ Never the same ♪ I put in work ♪

♪ Ain't gonna beg ♪

♪ Don't mess with lames ♪ No back and forth ♪

♪ Got my own name ♪

♪ You can't compare ♪ Foot on your neck ♪

♪ Ain't nothing changed ♪

♪ I been eating all my vegetables ♪

♪ And I'm getting thick ♪

♪ Ain't no time up on my schedule ♪

♪ I'm 'bout to hit a lick ♪

♪ They loving how I bounce ♪

♪ Making more than you aloud ♪

♪ If it ain't about the bag ♪

♪ Then what you really talkin' 'bout? ♪

♪ Let that bag talk ♪

♪ Let that bag-- - Ooh.

- Shit. - ♪--bag talk ♪

♪ Let that bag-- - Come on, girl.

Damn.

Busted my ass that time.

♪ Let that bag talk ♪

♪ Let that bag talk ♪

♪ At the end of the day ♪

♪ Ain't got nothing much to say ♪

♪ I'ma always get my way ♪

♪ I'ma keep on getting paid ♪ I don't-- ♪

♪ 'Cause I know the cards I play ♪

♪ Won't reciprocate the-- ♪

Ay, you getting better on them skates.

Them shoes intense.

Ay, we killed it, though.

Yeah, man.

They ain't ready for G.R.I.T.S!

Yes.

Piping hot, smooth like butter and a little sweet

if you into that.

This one always got food on the brain.

She do.

She do.

I love it, though.

How you holding up, though?

That shit that happened with your daddy was crazy.

I heard he pulled out that fire and got to busting out.

Ba, ba, ba, ba!

That's some gangster shit.

She don't take nothing serious.

Never.

For a pastor.

No, my daddy fine, though.

He gon' get to the bottom of it.

It's just always something.

Mm.

Well, at least they found Rome killer.

I know you happy about that.

You would think.

It's just something ain't right about it.

You say his name was Trent?

Mm-hmm.

What's his last name, though?

Trent Frederic.

He's supposed to be 16 or something.

Shit sound familiar.

I think we went to school with his older sister, Janine.

She wore the same clothes every day.

I remember her.

Her little brother killed Rome?

So they say.

Oh my God.

He ain't about that life, though.

Ay, you know where they stay?

Hell no.

I can find out for you.

Bet.

Y'all trying to get up out of here, though?

Girl, what? 'Cause the sun is about to set.

Woo.

I'ma catch up with y'all later.

I gotta check in on Deja.

Tell little Deja I said, what up?

Hey, lil' Deja.

I got you.

Goodbye, girl.

See ya.

Yeah.

Where Deja?

Mommy.

Hey, Deja boo.

What you doing?

Me and daddy are coloring.

Mommy, when are you coming home?

I miss you.

I miss you too, baby.

And mommy coming home real soon.

And when I get there, I promise,

we gon' have a lot of fun.

Who you on the phone with?

Go upstairs, baby.

We'll finish later.

Look, Eddie, I really ain't trying to do this right--

Bye, Tyra.

Who you talking to, Eddie?

Sound like that tramp who set you up.

Ay, Ma, why do you keep talking about her

like that in front of Deja?

Deja needs to know the truth about her mama.

I know we going through it right now,

but I don't want her to think Ty is a bad mom.

You gotta chill with that.

Who the hell do you think you talking to?

Hold up.

You thinking about taking her back?

This bitch who don't know whether she likes

sucking dick or eating pussy.

Ma!

No, you gon' listen to what I got to say

'cause ain't no son of mine gon' let

some bitch walk all over him.

She set you up, humiliated you.

Then some dyke bitch beat your ass like she was a man, son.

Now you just lying around on my couch just licking your wounds.

Maybe you softer than your damn daddy.

Now you need to get your shit together and man up and do what

the fuck you gotta do, son.

At least that's what I thought you were.

I can't wait to cook us some dishes when I get home.

I'm fucking starving, man.

Shit.

I'm starving.

My stomach growling.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm good.

What y'all about to get into?

I feel like we don't hang out like we used to no more.

'Cause life be life and getting in the way.

True.

I could use a girls night, though.

Me too.

Say less.

Fran, when did you get a--

Ah, ah, ah, ah.

This shit ain't adding up.

First, the fly clothes and jewelry.

Now, you got a new whip.

You only work off tips, so make it make sense.

Yo Sherlock Holmes head ass all up in my business.

Can I live?

You still ain't answer the question, though.

You must be turning tricks off of Mark Street.

I ain't you, bitch.

Okay, y'all.

Look, my lame ass brother left me

his car while he on vacation.

Mm-hmm.

Is y'all trying to roll or what?

Where we going, Fran?

♪ I just really, really, really want to blaze ya ♪

♪ They gonna try to copy ♪

♪ But can't do it like the same thing ♪

♪ I be rolling blunt after blunt ♪

♪ I love some Mary Jane ♪

♪ I just caught the Audi all white ♪

♪ Color of cocaine ♪

♪ I just caught a Audi all white ♪

♪ It goes, skrrr - TikTok.

TikTok!

Ay.

Y'all already know what it is.

♪ Everybody know who I am ♪

♪ Bitch, I'm her ♪

♪ I just hollering in a coop ♪

♪ Ain't no-- ♪

♪ Throw it ♪ Throw it ♪

♪ Throw it ♪ Throw it ♪

♪ Throw it ♪

Yeah, we gettin' live in here tonight.

We the hottest spot in South Memphis.

Half off weed, barbecue lemon pepper.

Get your grub on.

Yeah, man.

Make that ass clap

Watch me

Get your lap dances now.

Three songs for $10.

The ladies ain't shaking that ass for free, man.

Woo.

This what I really came in here for.

Chicken and ass.

Yeah.

How long we supposed to keep believing that you getting

your money how you say you is?

♪ Bitch, I'm confused ♪

♪ Started from the bottom ♪

♪ But my plane just departed-- ♪

Drink Up.

Come on, bitch's, take a shot.

Let go.

What you doing?

Yeah, cheers in this motherfucker.

Yeah.

Cheers.

♪ What that, what that girl say ♪

♪ Look at the crew ♪

♪ Popping, we making the news ♪

♪ Spending that money, recoup ♪

♪ Look at the way that we move ♪

♪ Yeah, look at the crew ♪

♪ Popping, we making the news ♪

♪ Spending that money, recoup ♪

♪ Look at the way that we move ♪

♪ Spending that money, recoup ♪

♪ Spending that money, recoup ♪

♪ Spending that money, recoup ♪

♪ Look at the way that I move ♪

♪ Spending that money, recoup ♪

♪ Spending that money, recoup ♪

♪ Spending that money, recoup ♪

♪ Said it was something to do ♪

♪ Yeah, barking but the-- ♪

Woo!

You better sit your ass down before they recruit you.

I'd make more money than all these bitches up in here.

I mean, I have thought about it before.

Girl, we all have.

I ain't stripping for no nigga.

Real talk.

What y'all talking about?

But why don't y'all?

My daddy never say it, but he think it's an inside job.

You talking about the rivalry?

Mm-hmm.

So who you think?

I wouldn't put it past nobody in that church.

And his mistress husband Kyle got

all the motive in the world.

Everybody out for self.

Well, Keish, if your daddy need some protection, tell him

I'll pull up.

Girl, keep my daddy name out your mouth.

He is twice your age.

Okay.

Her ass can't even protect her baby daddy from Bona Fide.

Ooh, Keisha, low blow.

You know Bona Fide a different type of bitch.

She is.

Her ass would be on that court playing

center for the Grizzlies.

Mercedes to the stage.

Mercedes to the stage.

You up next.

Let's go.

I see a few broke niggas in here ain't tipping, man.

If you sipping, you tipping or you tripping.

Haha!

Yeah!

Talk to me, girl.

Um, so--

♪ Come through ♪

♪ I just want you ♪

Ay y'all, I'm finna go.

Where the fuck you going?

Somewhere minding my business.

Look after Keisha.

I'm grown, Fran.

Don't think I don't know who you sneaking off to.

Girl, come on.

- You-- - See ya?

You gon' take that plate?

Ah, yep.

Why would she do that?

That's your friend.

♪ Baby if you up, you should come through ♪

♪ Come through

♪ House big enough to fit your friends ♪

♪ They can come too ♪

What's everybody doing here?

You said you wanted to be down.

You all in, right?

Yeah, I said that.

Here's your first step.

The boss called a meeting.

Who's the boss?

Man, don't start asking a bunch of questions and shit.

Just relax, chill out, and sit back.

Can you do that?

Whatever.

It's great to have friends in high places, ain't it?

But you use your friend.

You don't misuse him.

Now, I've been here for every one of y'all in this room.

And I don't feel like the love is being reciprocated.

As a matter of fact--

I feel damn near disrespected.

It's been days, and none of y'all little motherfuckers

don't know nothing?

Not a damn thing?

Shit, Savion, we've been keeping

our err to the skreet, man.

Err to the skreet?

So what are you hearing?

Not a motherfucking thing.

Usually the skreet beat talking.

Niggas like to brag about shit like this.

So stop looking in the streets, Boogie.

And look elsewhere.

The cracks, the crevices, the gutter, everywhere!

I told your ass we should go to the north.

Damn. - Fuck, man.

Man, I don't know, man.

Hey, what you think?

Nigga tripping, man.

Oh, don't start talking now.

Y'all been quiet all night.

So until we find out who stole my money,

my spirit is telling me to double the tax.

That's right.

From this point forward, your contribution

is gonna go from 25% to 50% of everything

you bring in this church.

The fuck, man.

Anybody don't like it, let me know now.

Stand up.

Be a man about it.

I got a problem with it.

Ay, what the fuck is you doing, man?

Speaking up for both of us.

Francis?

A lot of us are just getting by.

We risk our lives, which benefits both us and you,

but we taking all the risks.

You taking all the risk, huh?

So ain't no risk in accepting illegal funds through my 501

to cleanse your money?

Girl, you speaking on shit you don't know nothing about.

Who invited you?

Sai, I was gon' tell you about that tonight.

Check, she been down with the crew for a couple of weeks now.

She doing good, too.

So, as I was saying, it's 50%.

Anybody got a problem with it, I ain't hard to find.

Get out!

Go on!

Except Boogie and Francis.

Fuck, man.

I told you to shut the fuck up, man.

What's going on, boss?

I need to know we can trust each other

as we bring in new family.

Boogie, have a seat.

Sometimes you gotta take chances

even with people you trust.

Now Francis here, I've known her

since she was knee high, like the old folks used to say.

Ain't that right?

Yes, sir.

Mm.

She's my daughter's best friend.

She seems to trust you with her life.

The question is, Boogie, do you?

I mean-- hey, man, what the fuck?

Every time we bring in new family, you take a chance.

What's that for?

Nah, we ain't--

Nah, we do.

And you will.

Now.

Fuck.

Damn!

You don't want to miss when you shoot someone in the head.

You'll make it more painful.

Go ahead. You can do it.

- Mm-mm. - Pull it.

Nah.

Pull it!

Nah, man.

You ever bring somebody from my other life

into this life again, I'll kill you my fucking self.

I'd hate to do a eulogy for my daughter's best

friend, so your best bet is to say nothing about what you do

or who you doing it for.

Do we have an understanding?

Yes.

Francis, I can't hear you.

Speak up!

Yes, I won't say a word.

Fuck, man.

Fuck, man.

Why the fuck would you say something, man?

Keisha?

Is everything okay?

You seem hell bent on speaking to me tonight.

I, uh--

I saw your son at the precinct.

How's he holding up?

Like, he knows something I don't.

He's wise beyond his years.

How old is he?

He just turned 17.

So he was 16 when he shot Rome?

That's my understanding.

You seem calm about it.

Do the crime.

You gotta do the time.

What if you don't do the crime?

What do you mean?

Your son didn't do the crime.

What are you talking about?

The skating rink.

I was there.

I saw the killer.

I don't--

I don't know what this is about.

My son confessed.

And you're not a detective.

No, I'm not.

I'm just Rome's ex who's trying to make

sure that justice is served.

You're probably suffering from some PTSD.

You're just a little confused.

I'm not confused!

What kind of mother would put a body on her child?

Look, Keisha, don't mess this up for us.

I-- we need this money.

What?

Your father offered us $25,000 to confess.

Being that Trent's a juvenile, he'll be out once he turns 21.

I'm so proud of Trent.

It's a small price to pay to help my family financially.

Keisha?

Keisha?

Keisha?

Keisha? Keisha?

Keisha?

Keisha?