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- Solid love! - Solid love!

- Solid love! - Solid love!

The world is yours.

What else is mine?

How's your son?

He's getting a little bigger every day.

You done well with the shop.

Thanks to you.

So, where do you wanna go with your fine self?

All the way...

here.

It's warm, beautiful beaches.

Paradise.

As long as it's somewhere far. Must be nice.

Right.

I'd pay for you to travel and go see the world.

You're not coming?

People that own the world ain't got time for paradise.

They only dream about it.

♪ Crack, pills, guns, semi-autos with double triggers ♪

♪ I can't put them down ♪

♪ Persons, places, things This the way of my life ♪

♪ You'd think I conform to a noun ♪

I ain't gonna lie, that shit raw, man.

What was that?

That shit cold as hell.

You need to drop that shit.

I'm about to. You already know.

What's up with these opp ass niggas dick sucking?

Man, what?

The fuck is a booty bandit?

Oh, I know them niggas ain't talking about us.

We'll pull that pipe on your bitch ass.

Good to see you, brother.

Ah, you could've came into church, man.

They ain't gonna bite you in there.

Say your little prayer. Thank God for getting out.

I prayed enough in prison.

I heard that.

They tried to kill you in the joint, man.

Believe it or not, but the police hate you

as much as they hated him.

I would lay low.

You think he'd lay low if they killed me?

You just came home, man. I don't want to lose you.

I'm gonna lose myself trying to protect my own ass.

Chief, we have a business to run, man.

The business will run itself.

Retribution is at hand.

I don't expect you to understand my thought process.

Oh, I do. Believe me, I do.

Ever since we was kids,

you always wanted to meet out justice.

How you gonna meet out justice

while we out here doing what we do?

How you gonna go to church

while we're out here doing what we do?

Chief! What's up, baby? You're home.

Yeah.

What's up?

Boss-man! Much love, baby!

What's up? All right, you man on a mission.

They got you on scroll, you dig?

Chief, welcome back home.

-Looking good. -Yeah, staying in shape.

How'd they catch him?

Straw found out that he was injured.

They got to his driver.

When he got into the car, they were waiting inside.

- How many? - In the car?

-When they killed him. -Seven of them.

We know who they are?

♪ Let's get it ♪

♪ Conflict I resolve the conflict? ♪

♪ I don't got the time to pay attention to the nonsense ♪

♪ They separate us in them jail cells ♪

♪ By a thumbprint I take pride ♪

♪ In everything that I accomplished ♪

♪ Let's go, settle down ♪

♪ Must be anointed to cross the holy ground ♪

♪ Stay abound Get in my business ♪

♪ Think I won't lay you down? ♪

♪ Got what you need if you try to fuck around ♪

♪ A couple of calls It won't be nothing for us ♪

♪ To flood the town Life is full of ups and downs ♪

♪ Taught me how to move around ♪

♪ I'm a thug It out through the bullshit ♪

♪ Life is full of ups and downs Taught me how to move around ♪

♪ Gamble with your life and you could lose it ♪

♪ One life to lose but there's a lot of roads ♪

♪ Find a way to make your soul feel complete ♪

♪ Take control cause lately shit been deep, eyes on everything ♪

♪ Watching money pile up as we speak ♪

♪ Watch what you say and who you say it to ♪

♪ Don't let them people play with you ♪

♪ This my job Ain't into doing favors ♪

♪ Up all night clutching onto something ♪

♪ That's gonna wake the neighbors ♪

♪ Hate to say But there's some shit ♪

♪ We just can't save for later ♪

♪ I just filled up the safe My family safer ♪

♪ Private dinner or we get it catered ♪

♪ Leaving joints for the waiter Niggas beef, we filet them ♪

♪ We the reason they pray for them ♪

♪ So many crosses of ice on my necklace ♪

♪ I walk into church ♪

♪ Praying to God every day I know that it worked ♪

♪ Let's go, settle down Must be anointed ♪

♪ To cross the holy ground ♪

♪ Stay abound Get in my business ♪

♪ Think I won't lay you down? ♪

♪ Got what you need if you tryin' to fuck around ♪

♪ A couple of calls It'd be nothing for us ♪

♪ To flood the town Life is full of ups and downs ♪

♪ Taught me how to move around ♪

♪ I'm a thug It out through the bullshit ♪

♪ Life is full of ups and downs Taught me how to move around ♪

♪ Gamble with your life and you could lose it ♪

What up, Chief?

We slidin'.

That's the fuck I'm talking about, nigga!

Yeah! It's that get back for Sayeed.

Ain't nothing like your cooking, Nana.

Thank you, baby.

I'm sorry, son.

For what?

It's my fault, son.

I did not do enough.

I failed you.

You ain't fail me.

I am who I am.

Got nothing to do with you.

Nothing to do with me? I raised you.

You did the best you could.

If I die tomorrow, I ain't got no regrets.

We will all die, but where do we go after?

When we gone, we gone.

That's why we gotta live while we here.

Live...

I lived this long, it seemed like it lasted only a minute.

If this is all there is,

blessed be those that didn't last at all.

But there is more.

I know.

And you better believe it, too.

I believe I made it this far thanks to your prayers,

so keep praying.

Oh, I will.

One prayer been answered, but my main prayer

is to be with you, your mother, and your father

in heaven.

It don't matter if there's a heaven or hell.

My fate is my fate.

Who's that?

A saint

who was once a gang member.

Take it and keep it with you.

May he protect you when my prayer comes true.

You okay?

Grandma just...

needs to rest a bit.

God of spirits and above flesh,

who has trampled down death and overthrown the devil

and given life into Thy world,

Lord, give rest to the soul

of Thy departed handmaiden, Isla,

in a place of brightness, a place of refreshment

a place of repose,

whence all sickness, sorrow, and sighing have fled away.

Pardon every transgression she has committed

whether by word, or deed, or thought,

for Thou art a good God who loves mankind,

because there is no man who lives and does not sin.

What did you pray for, Nana?

To die before you do, son.

My word is true.

- Oh, shit! Oh, fuck. - Oh, my God, bro.

-Shit. -Oh, man.

Is Polo dead?

He who lives by the sword

shall die by the sword.

Come here! Come over before I kill you, bitch.

See, I ain't gonna tie you down

and set you on fire like no hoe.

I'm gonna let you get it how you live.

Chief, you sure?

That three-on-one, that's how they get down.

So, since y'all like to jump somebody,

here I am.

You got a visitor.

I'm wired today, man. I'm wired!

Know what I mean?

Cut that shit out, man.

They working? You sleeping better?

Kinda.

Beats the shit out of snorting the wall paint!

Didn't you, like, get high on it in supermax?

You ever been in a supermax, motherfucker?

Them guys in there commit suicide.

Hold that thought.

What do you think of my new look I'm trying out?

It's for undercover special assignments.

He got away.

He got away again!

They're saying it was like some kind of miracle.

Maybe he's destined from God to whack you, after all.

Ah, relax, dude.

I've procured such drugs for you in that little bottle

that if they chopped off your balls,

you wouldn't feel a thing.

Seriously, we catch him lacking,

and your guys either had fucking flippers for hands

or the bullet bounced off him.

He's such a hard-ass.

And now the horses have left the barn,

as my f--

...father used to say,

and he's gonna trace it back to us,

and we've got a fucking problem on our hands.

A couple of the guys who were with you

the night Sayeed died have disappeared already.

You wanna know who's next?

You get me out this shit, and I'll take care of that.

I'm tired of being in this shithole, man.

I gotta get back to my money and bitches, you feel me?

You better not screw this up.

I'm the chief. As soon as I touch down,

I'm gonna be the chief of all chiefs.

I ain't gotta worry about no weak-ass rules,

like you can't get high or some justice bullshit either.

When I get my gang and hoes hooked on this shit,

they gonna do exactly what I tell them to do.

Oh, I need a cigarette.

You all right, man?

"He who live by the sword shall die by the sword."

You quoting the Bible?

Am I?

Those are the words of Jesus.

You would know.

Yes, I would know.

I'm the dude that's the believer,

even though I do what I do.

What the Bible say about that?

If you really wanna know,

you should read it for yourself, brother.

"He who live by the sword shall die by the sword."

I like it.

Those words, by the way,

refer to divine vengeance.

It has nothing to do with our kind of revenge.

Then divine vengeance must be in our favor.

What's to that tattoo?

I always dreamt of getting out and seeing the world.

The more I did to make that dream come true,

the less free I was.

I finally got locked up.

-Well, you're free now. -There was a moment

I thought I wasn't gonna make it,

when I felt this, you know, tranquility.

Peace.

Felt like a breath inside of breath.

That's the only time I ever felt free.

That was grace.

I believe you can feel that again. Do you pray?

My pop was a preacher.

-You're a preacher's kid? -Yeah.

My brothers, they ran to the military

to get away from him.

I was determined to graduate, go to college, play ball.

So, what happened?

He found my stash one day,

and I lived on my own ever since.

Never missed practice, though.

Football field, that was my haven.

Even had a few scholarships.

One day, he showed up to practice,

told coach I was dealing,

cause he thought he was doing me a favor.

When I first went to prison,

he came to see me. He said,

"This is for all the times you ain't get caught.

Karma's real."

Then, he went off to preach the Gospel.

After that, I never set foot in the church again.

How about your mother?

She died when I was young.

My Nana raised me.

Best lady in the whole world.

I wanted to make them all proud.

Did the opposite.

You can still make them proud, Malik.

Yeah?

Yeah.

What's stopping you

from getting out?

Hey,

how about we change the mood?

Make us a plan to get to paradise.

That suck.

Give me all that shit.

His azz cheating. Check' em dice, bro.

Fuck them dice, man. Check these niggas out.

It's "get back gang". You're really a bitch.

And I'll catch you lacking.

What's up with these niggas?

Fuck is that booty bandit shit?

I ain't the Bandit. Ask Lil B.

What the fuck?

What's going on?

Tell him, Bandit.

You better say something, slatt.

I didn't do nothing.

I don't know why everybody keep saying that weird-ass shit.

Word on the street, man. He was fuckin' with them gechiees.

No!

What?

I was on live with the shorty,

and the whole time she was a gechiee.

You was on live with a gechiee?

They ain't letting up on the gechiee shit.

They keep calling us the Booty Bandits.

Talking fucking crazy.

Bro, you better hope this shit blows over.

Your ass is chop.

Booty man.

Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner.

Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner.

Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner.

Yeah!

- Damn! You dig! - Oh, my baby.

What's up, Sis?

Yeah. What's up, my boy?

Bro!

-Look what I got for you. -You dig?

You see this?

Yeah! Fuck that place!

My baby home.

Put his chains on.

Oh, yeah. I'm back. I just touched down.

I'm standing on business, and I ain't going for nothing.

-No passes for none of y'all. -King is home!

I hope your fake ass can sing while you dead, nigga.

No passes for none of you, Booty Bandit-ass niggas.

Your hear me?

I'm sick of this shit!

Bro, this all your fault, doing goofy-ass shit.

-Chill, it ain't even that deep. -It is. Fuck you mean?

The shit ain't going away.

They calling us the fucking Booty Bandits cause of him.

From now on, you on lookout,

and you don't get none.

Your eyes and ears need to be working all day, every day.

Time.

What's the move?

You know Straw is home.

I know.

Yeah, so when we sliding on him?

We gonna slide if and when I say so.

If? What you mean if?

He gonna move on us if we don't stand on business.

He wanna drag his nuts, he more than welcome.

That nigga slimy, man.

Sayeed would have bin popped his ass,

but he ain't move fast enough.

You ain't forget what he did to Sayeed.

Hey, check yourself. I'd never forget the homie.

All right.

Time!

We got eyes on the two vics, but time is ticking.

We gotta make a move on them tonight.

We all are ready on your command.

♪ Zone, two, three Had to put my foot on niggas ♪

♪ That they get respect ♪

♪ Why these bitches sell their soul for a check? ♪

♪ Gotta be cautious With the way that I step ♪

♪ Can't catch me bleeding On the ground, getting left ♪

♪ I try to live balance ♪

♪ I put on a lot of mileage ♪

♪ Car, no mileage, get a girl And be her stylist ♪

♪ Front row, that's us ♪

♪ Peel the top off When we back up ♪

♪ Rolling joint papers No tobacco ♪

♪ Bring some money in the wall Stacked up ♪

♪ Concrete jungle what we made it out of ♪

♪ That's why our whips Is the hardest ♪

♪ No cheaper artist Don't blame me ♪

♪ I did it the smartest ♪

♪ Said that I couldn't smoke I came there ♪

♪ Rolled up a garden ♪

♪ Look at my watches Got carats in all of them ♪

♪ Old people could tell I'm a star ♪

♪ Young nigga raised the bar Around poverty and gang wars ♪

♪ Now I roll up And get buzzed like a chainsaw ♪

♪ New custom Chrome Heart glasses ♪

♪ My bitch in Tom Ford ♪

Jumped in front of the bullet to save your piece of shit life.

Bought himself a week in coma before he goes to hell.

Maybe he can kiss Sayeed, when he gets there.

I heard he is stuck in the frozen lake

with the body count he put up.

We got you by the balls.

We got all your deeds written down.

-You'll be screaming. -We will be laughing.

I've been on top of that situation, though.

Malik, he been moving different lately.

Thought I'd make you aware of that.

Think I give a damn about how he moving?

He can't stop what's already in play for him.

♪ All this money for you All this money for you ♪

Me?

♪ All this money for you ♪

Welcome home!

Yes, sir, I'm back.

The architect of the universe just gave me a new start.

That's the fuck I'm talking about.

I need everybody passing out, lit.

Let's blow the roof off of this bitch!

What's to you?

Is you cool? You can get high,

but don't overdo it. You know the rules.

-If Malik catches you-- -Fuck Malik.

What?

You sound crazy, foe. He the boss-man.

That's your boss, not mine.

Boy, your ass hot as hell, boy.

-You gonna get us all smoked. -By who?

He don't even want to move on this fucking bum.

What? Be for real, gang. Malik not stupid.

He has gotten stupid.

I don't know how and when,

but he for sure ain't the same dude I used to know.

Sayeed would be rolling in his grave, shorty.

Nah, Sayeed rolling in his grave

hearing you talk about Malik like that.

You're ass smoking too much of that shit,

you starting to sound stupid.

What?

Bitch, you calling me stupid?

Hell yeah, I'm calling your ass stupid.

Fuck that. Your ass retarded.

You should go join Straw's snake-ass,

teaching his crew how to get fucked up and shit.

I ain't no backdoor-ass rat.

I'm gonna go smoke his bitch-ass myself.

Where they bitch ass at? Tell them to pop out.

-Ain't nobody outside, man. -This motherfucker dead.

I see more movement in a motherfucking graveyard.

Look at they block. They got dry as hell.

-Ain't nobody here. -On that car.

Ain't nobody popping out.

Man, y'all hiding, y'all slime pussy-ass.

We outside.

Broke-ass ops. Y'all got them fake-ass chains

and them weak-ass videos.

Look at this shit. They gonna need more room

on this motherfucking wall, uh-bro.

Look like they gonna put Straw ass next to his.

Damn, you see that?

What?

Nigga, your ass tweaking, boy.

Man, I ain't gonna lie,

that was tough. They shot at us, but they still some hoes.

Them niggas some bitches. Them niggas some hoes.

And when I catch them, I'm doing that to them.

Especially that nigga Straw. Fuck that.

Fuck Straw.

Damn.

That looks just like him, man.

He'd have paid you money for that.

I wouldn't have took it.

Charge it to my head and not my heart, but...

I don't see what you saw.

I recognize he was different, yeah.

Brave.

Dependable.

He had the heart of a lion.

But I just feel like he was...

He was a bit too ambitious

with his bad ass, man.

His most admirable quality was loyalty.

That ambitious shit was cap.

My bad.

For a man that was rising in his own stature,

he ain't have to call me chief.

I've never met someone so pure.

So, how'd y'all get so close?

Warden had me in seg.

Said he had one of my own.

I told him to keep watch while I bagged up.

Started to help myself to a little powder.

He looked at me with tears in his eyes.

He said...

Man, damn, you do that shit, too?

I heard so many good things about you.

I thought you was different, but you're just like the rest.

I'm only human. Every man got a vice.

You found me off my square. Do what you need to do.

He understood where I was coming from.

From that moment on, he had my back.

That was the last time I ever got high.

That man, he ain't do drugs,

he ain't smoke, gamble, drink,

wasn't materialistic, wasn't a player.

His only vice was guns.

Y'all ain't got this way.

He ain't feared nothing. Couldn't be bought.

That's why the police had a special hatred for him.

They said with Sayeed out the way,

you'd be the chief of chiefs.

You didn't budge. They even tried to kill him.

A righteous man with integrity

is hated and persecuted,

but a criminal with integrity?

That's an apocalypse.

I still can't believe they never investigated his murder.

He was a martyr.

I'm sorry, man. I mean...

He murdered a lot of people, man.

He was a soldier. Soldiers go to war

with the objective to kill, not murder.

I know, I know.

But martyr?

Come on, now.

If he did not make it right with the Lord,

-it don't matter. -How you know?

I don't know, man, but I doubt it.

I hope he did, but I seriously doubt it.

Ain't God the only one that can judge that?

I know what the Book say about it.

"I'll have mercy on whom I have mercy,

I'll have compassion on whom I have compassion."

So, you've been reading the Bible?

Maybe God had mercy on Sayeed.

Maybe he paid for his sins by being tortured to death.

I'm sorry, man. My bad, my bad.

Maybe we should change the subject.

I really came over here to get you up to speed

on what we got going on business-wise.

Freshen you up on these numbers.

I don't feel like talking about that.

Boss-man, you've been MIA.

The guys are starting to mumble.

Yeah, I know. The dogs want a bone.

Dogs want a bone?

Just trying to pull your coat, man.

I am troubled. I bow down greatly.

I go mourning all the day long,

for my loins are full of soreness,

and there is no soundness in my flesh.

For Your sake, I bore disgrace.

Humiliation covered my face,

for the zeal of Your house consumed me,

and the insults of those who disgraced You fell on me.

How long, O Lord, will you forget me to the end?

How long will You turn Your face from me?

How long will I take counsel in my soul?

I have grief in my heart daily.

How long will my enemy be exalted over me?

Look upon me and hear me, O Lord! My God!

Look upon me and hear me, O Lord, my God.

Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak.

Heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

But you, O Lord, how long?

Return, O Lord, and deliver my soul!

My tongue cleaves to my throat,

and You led me into dust of death.

For many dogs surrounded me.

An assembly of evil doers enclosed me.

They pierced my hands and my feet.

I numbered all my bones.

And they look and stare at me.

They divided my garments among themselves,

and for my clothing, they cast lots.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

Forgive me.

♪ The trouble of this world ♪

♪ The trouble of this world ♪

♪ The trouble of this world ♪

♪ Soon, it will be done ♪

♪ With the trouble of this world ♪

♪ I'm going home ♪

♪ To live with God ♪

♪ No more ♪

♪ Weeping unwilling ♪

♪ No more ♪

♪ Weeping unwilling ♪

♪ No more ♪

♪ Weeping unwilling ♪

♪ I'm going home ♪

♪ To live with my Lord ♪

What did you pray for, Nana?

To die before you do, son.

-Twelve is hot. -Yeah.

What's up with Malik?

What you mean, what's up with Malik?

Man, bro seem like he's switching up on us.

Worry about your little business, man.

Let me handle everything else.

-All right, for sure. -Yeah.

What's up?

You know you can talk to me, right, man?

Bro, I've known you my entire life.

You're different.

Everybody has a breaking point,

and some of the guys, they starting to notice.

They feel like you're getting old and got soft.

Word get around fast, bro.

Mike.

You've gotta wash your hands of this whole business.

What?

You know I can't do nothing like that, man.

I can't.

You can, and you must.

You got a family.

And what you gonna do?

He who live by the sword shall die by the sword.

Bro, are you on some type of weird trip, man?

Why can't you talk to me regular?

And what's with this sword line? You quoting the Bible now?

You had some "come to Jesus" moment?

-Ain't you had one of those? -Don't insult me,

-when it comes to God and faith. -God and faith?

How is it that I'm the one that gotta tell you

you can't sit on two seats?

Two seats? Two seats?

You never touched a Bible in your life,

and now you wanna chuck it at my face.

That's crazy, man.

All them years us running around together

when I had you up under my roof, and it's come to this, bro?

Take your ass back to school.

You know what?

You sound exactly like your old man.

But I still love you, man!

Enjoying your freedom?

Can't keep sneaking up on me like that.

You almost got stepped on.

Accidentally.

You mean like a cockroach or a rat?

Things you have nothing in common with?

Any day that guy is above the ground

is a bad day for us.

-I told you I'm working on it. -You better work harder,

or your ass is gonna be back in jail.

I gotta move tactical out here on these streets.

If I murk him, you never know what can happen.

Shit might start a war, man.

You're afraid of him?

Nah, you afraid of him. And you a cop.

Let's just cut the bullshit

and get down to what this shit is really about. Money.

And if I'm working with you, something big need to happen.

I'm gonna murk another chief

and make it look like Malik did it,

so your guys in blue can go fuck up his reputation.

Yeah.

The whore in a shimmering white gown at the wedding.

A tale as old as time. I get it.

You're so mine.

I dig it.

I dig it, come on.

I'm all ears.

We gotta pin some shit on him.

I'm talking about a case so big,

real big, shit make the news.

America's Most Wanted type shit.

You know, he loves artillery.

What...

What if you bait him into buying

an anti-tank rocket launcher?

Why the hell would he need that for?

To nuke all the rats at once.

-Yeah, you too, motherfucker. -Who? me?

I'd fucking love it if you nuked me.

The whole thing going down in flames?

That's like my G-spot, bro.

-What? -Nothing. Never mind.

Never mind, just keep going. I love it.

We just need to get rid of this motherfucker.

What if you screw up and he goes into hiding?

Then I'll find his ass. I'll get one of his masters

to help me catch him. Watch.

And then what? You'll take him for a ride,

and some admirer will alert the authorities

where to find him, so he can have a funeral like a king?

I don't want this son of a bitch to become another martyr.

I'm not in the martyr business here.

I want him wasted in a shootout like a piece of trash.

I got you.

Oh!

This some good shit, ain't it?

Shit, man, I should've been a cop.

I'd be running cartels by now.

For that, you'd have to polish up

your public speaking.

And no offense, I'm having a lovely time here, bro,

but you'd really have to up your party game, bro.

You should see what my buddies get all up to

with their charity events at the state house.

You got the politicians,

you got the lawyers,

you got the religious leaders,

you got the bankers.

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

You crazier than a motherfucker, man.

Listen, before I do anything, I need to go shopping.

I gotta get me some new drip.

And you, you need some of that shit, too.

Your outfit ain't nothing.

♪ Locked in Left the situation ♪

♪ I was boxed in Niggas call me slimy ♪

♪ Cause I got rid of their top man ♪

♪ Everybody looking for the Straw ♪

♪ I guess I got fans Same group of niggaz ♪

♪ Taught they shorties How to scout trans ♪

♪ Booty Bandits, gang of niggaz Actin standards ♪

♪ No Advancement, weak is how you're gang is branded ♪

♪ Booty Bandits, gang of niggaz Actin standards ♪

♪ No Advancement, weak is how you're gang is branded ♪

That's exactly what the fuck I'm talking about.

His ass gotta go. We gotta smoke his ass.

What you gonna do? Go walk his ass down?

Nah, we gonna catch that bitch-ass nigga lacking.

We ain't got the green light.

Fucking booty bandit-ass bitch.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Fake-ass gangster doing dumb shit.

I told you about that, man.

If I see that shit tagged anywhere,

I'm gonna beat your little ass.

So, what's the surprise?

Oh, my God!

You're taking us on a trip to paradise?

Yeah. It'd be fun to stay there.

You want us to move there permanently?

Ain't nothing permanent, but we could try.

Yeah.

But what about my business?

I can't walk away from that. I have a kid.

I'd love to do this, believe me, but I--

But what?

I wanna go for a trip,

a long trip, but staying there?

You'd rather stay here?

No, I would not stay here if I had a choice.

But this is the best that I have.

I just gave you a choice.

If it was only me, I would run, but I have a kid.

My life isn't great,

but it's somewhat stable. I can put food on the table.

I don't have room for any more mistakes, Malik.

I wouldn't be able to put myself back together again.

I put money aside for you and your kid.

Whatever happen,

even if you decide to come back,

y'all gonna be okay.

You don't owe me nothing.

You got my word.

Malik, this sounds too good to be true.

I'm not comfortable with accepting

gifts and favors of this kind.

You allow me to help you and your kid,

that's a blessing.

It's something

that'd make my parents proud.

I can see why my Nana came here.

Yeah.

She was a holy woman.

She gave me this before she died.

Yeah.

That's St. Moses the Black. He is a great saint.

-He was a gangster. -Oh, yeah.

In fact, he was the most feared gangster

in the land of Egypt at that time.

How'd he become a saint?

He had a change of heart.

But the main thing, the reason why he's a saint

is his lifelong struggle and his humility.

He's coming to me in my dreams.

Mm-hmm.

What's that mean?

It means that God's calling you,

asking you to make a change before it's too late.

It's a gift.

God calling me?

I'm the last person he should call.

The things I've done,

people I hurt,

the blood I spilled.

Ain't no forgiveness for me.

No, that's not true.

Cause if there's no forgiveness for you,

there's no forgiveness for me, or anyone else for that matter.

God forgives.

Let me show you something.

This life is a valley of tears.

It's filled with suffering, with pain,

and ultimately ends in death.

I'm gonna die. You're gonna die.

It only makes sense in the light of the resurrection

of our Lord Jesus Christ.

If you're gonna choose a battle, tough guy,

choose the right one.

Just like you and your kind.

St. Moses, he took a lot of lives,

but he became a martyr.

I no longer see or feel anything bad.

I am finally free.

What's your secret?

Go and sit in your cell,

and your cell will teach you everything.

♪ Left the situation ♪

♪ I was boxed in Niggas call me slimy ♪

♪ Cause I got rid of their top man ♪

♪ Everybody looking for the Straw ♪

♪ I guess I got fans Same group of niggaz ♪

♪ Taught they shorties How to scout trans ♪

♪ Booty Bandit ♪

♪ Nigga Actin standards ♪

Man, whole gang got that drip. Can you get that for me?

I know that booty bandit right there.

Oh, shit! What the fuck?

Hey, boy, your shoe's untied. Yeah, you good?

-You need a new, I got you. -You need a new pair.

Little booty bandit. Need some drip?

-There you go. -Take a bag, bro.

What happened?

Lil B crashed out and popped Straw.

-Who? -Chief, Lil B.

The shy kid. He was one of us.

Who made the call?

No one did. He did it on his own.

That shit don't add up, 2wo 3ree.

Shorty was bullied, bro.

He wasn't bullied.

That booty bandit shit was all his fault.

Booty bandit?

They was calling us booty bandits on IG.

Straw made a song about that shit,

it went viral, and he must have snapped.

He snapped cause of something on IG?

Everybody on social media nowadays.

-So, you made the call? -That ain't my body, Chief.

-That's Lil B's work. -Right, blame it on the dead.

I wanted to kill him.

So, you think you Chief now?

Man, I ain't on that.

All right.

What?

You scared?

How many times I heard you say you ain't afraid to die, huh?

You tough? You ain't tough.

The mothers and sisters that gotta deal with our shit

they tough. You full of shit.

It's war now.

I'm ready.

Come on.

I got skin in this game also, man.

The front line ain't never been for you, Mike.

You got a son to look after.

Love you.

Move, move!

The thief went to heaven first.

What?

The thief went to heaven first.

The gangster went to heaven first.

Was I a real gangster?

Will I get into heaven?

Hold my spot.

We gotta go, man. We gotta go.

Let's go, we gotta go.

We got a deal?

Yeah.

Yeah, we got a deal.

I mean, you out your goddamn mind for sure.

As long as you do what you say you gonna do,

we all good.

Very nice to see you again, Mr. Malik.

So, you're gonna come clean?

Yeah.

You'll be leaving a lot of people dry,

vulnerable, you know what I mean?

You finally getting rid of me.

You dressed up for the occasion.

You should be celebrating.

Listen,

why don't we make a deal?

That ain't up for discussion.

If you want the people you care about to be safe,

I'm the guy you need to make a deal with.

This is my kingdom.

I am in charge.

Yeah, this is your kingdom, you in charge.

Good!

Immaculate.

So, what do you say?

Let God's will be done.

God's will. I see.

You believe

that God cares for you,

that He will save you. Let's get real.

You're way past the point of no return.

God will never forgive you.

You know right where you're headed

after this party's over,

so do yourself a favor

and roll over on those little shitbirds.

Help us clean up the streets.

I'll confess

to my sins only.

Don't fuck with me about your sins!

Look, man, if you don't give me the names,

I'm going to fuck your shit up.

All of your plans,

this theatrical production of yours,

you willingly parading yourself into this,

this hero sendoff to jail. Then what?

We just roll the credits, and the audience cheers?

I'm gonna take that scene,

I'm gonna take your legacy, your name into my hands,

and I'm gonna crush it into a million pieces.

Give me the names!

I'll make a spectacle of you.

I'll dump your ass in Sheridan, right in the rat's nest.

Everybody is gonna know.

I'll blare your name out of the loudspeakers

on a 24/7 rotation.

"Malik, the rat!

Extra, extra! Malik took the deal.

Malik's a...

stool pigeon!"

And then,

when it's just us, when you're dead and buried,

you know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna make a fucking monument.

It's gonna be of you...

...sucking on a piece of cheese with your whiskers out.

I'm gonna put it on the corner.

It's gonna be bronze, like the color of shit,

and I'm gonna change the name of the street

to Malik Is a Rat Fucking Boulevard, motherfucker!

Good luck with that.

Everybody know I ain't no rat.

Fuck you, rat!

Give me the names, you pussy!

Flesh, bags of piss and shit!

I am the only light you will ever see!

Behold, this day,

the murderers are coming here.

Rise and flee.

What about you, Abba?

I have waited for this day for so many years.

Today, the words of my Lord Jesus

will be fulfilled.

"He who lives by the sword shall die by the sword."

You do not have to stay here and die with me.

Please, go!

Hello?

Hello?

I love you, Grandma.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

Lord...

Have mercy.

Have mercy on Sayeed.

On 2wo 3ree.

All my brothers.

We ain't know better.

Remember us.

Remember us in Your kingdom.

♪ Pain and guilt I felt from the things I've done ♪

♪ Win some, lose some ♪

♪ Can't switch sides Gotta choose one ♪

♪ All my niggas free All our problems gone ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Told you I would do it big ♪

♪ Told me that it couldn't be done ♪

♪ Told me I should hang it up now I'm on another run ♪

♪ Told me I should do it for the love ♪

♪ And that it should be fun Did it more than once ♪

♪ Haven't seen my bed in months ♪

♪ I crush everything I touch ♪

♪ Saw the city every cut But it's never enough ♪

♪ Used to get all the love Don't turn on me just because ♪

♪ I'm moving a little different than I was ♪

♪ Head down, looking at a cell Said it was drugs ♪

♪ Want me to win the game Put it on difficult ♪

♪ Buy the shit in bulk Get it sold ♪

♪ One night a nigga role model get rolled up ♪

♪ Somebody rich, somebody getting chose ♪

♪ Where I'm from niggas real proud to get old ♪

♪ We done seen some things We been here before ♪

♪ We live in the movies Credits roll ♪

♪ Pain and guilt I felt from the things I've done ♪

♪ Win some, lose some ♪

♪ Can't switch sides Gotta choose one ♪

♪ All my niggas free All our problems gone ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Happy with all my decisions ♪

♪ If it was up to them I'd be in prison ♪

♪ Stuck somewhere up in the system ♪

♪ Learned the game well cause I paid attention ♪

♪ The pain I dismissed, great when my name get mentioned ♪

♪ When you wanna win you just play your position ♪

♪ For my own benefit I've been distant ♪

♪ They don't like your progress so they reminisce ♪

♪ They'll say that you switched We frying bigger fish ♪

♪ We hopping out our chick bad with a lit up wrist ♪

♪ First to admit I ain't innocent ♪

♪ Snakes in the grass waiting to back door friends ♪

♪ Come to an early end I seen many men ♪

♪ I'm taking chances at a better life ♪

♪ Can't go to bed at night ♪

♪ Not trying my best for a better life ♪

♪ Right or wrong, left or right Don't turn your back ♪

♪ You might get a knife ♪

♪ Facts This ain't just advice ♪

♪ Pain and guilt I felt from the things I've done ♪

♪ Win some, lose some ♪

♪ Can't switch sides Gotta choose one ♪

♪ All my niggas free All our problems gone ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Too blessed to be stressed Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ What? New Chrome Heart that's custom ♪

♪ Just got a new pound rushed in ♪

♪ My crib bigger than your husband's ♪

♪ That nigga's a wasband I get nothing but spins ♪

♪ Yellow 4 G auto rims ♪

♪ Started small then got a brand ♪

♪ Don't know how you not embarrassed ♪

♪ Smoking big, we out in Paris ♪

♪ Pick her down No time for marriage ♪

♪ Son, these niggas I'm they parent ♪

♪ Got the crown No time to share it ♪

♪ You a young in running errands I stay frozen up in carats ♪

♪ 10K only once I wear it ♪

♪ It's my Kush different New Ferrari or McLaren ♪

♪ Rolling up and staring ♪

♪ I can hear the crowd cheering Ain't no interference ♪

♪ Reverse engineering ♪

♪ See y'all in my rearview mirror ♪

♪ She a ten, her nigga weird She got her nipples pierced ♪

♪ I don't drink liquor ♪

♪ But I'll smoke some weed with you, dear ♪

♪ Them niggas tripping You gotta keep a blicky near ♪

♪ Look like I'm visiting I promise I'm living here ♪

♪ I get a whole pound Make it disappear ♪

♪ I swear to God I'm like a monster ♪

♪ I'm their biggest fear What I make in a day ♪

♪ You niggas make it in a year ♪

♪ They ask me how I do it I say ♪

♪ "Just smoke weed and chill" ♪

♪ Don't ask me how I fill my bank up ♪

♪ I keep seats filled He saying he want a problem ♪

♪ Till he meet the bill ♪

♪ I'm always high In the clouds like an email ♪

♪ Anytime I get some time out ♪

♪ I smoke weed and chill ♪