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Previously on Raising Kanan...

It's my understanding that Lump Maxwell

has been backing your current operation.

Been with Lumps since he was runnin' numbers

in Saint Albany's.

- What's all of this? - That shit ain't ours.

'Cause them white boys, they dimed you to fuck out.

Your services are no longer required.

I ain't the kind of nigga you could just replace.

This whole thing with you, has fucked with my head.

I ain't got time to listen to all this noise right now.

Fuck you Kanan.

Fuck you too, bitch.

Your best and only chance at winning this thing,

is your daughter.

Bet the fucking house on her.

You killed famous.

Without you and the Columbian, Raq's business is done.

And if her business is dead,

she's of no use to Pino Bernardi.

There's nothin' left to say.

She's leavin'.

We have surveillance of you meeting with both

Stefano Marchetti and Pino Bernardi on multiple occasions.

We're in a bad place here.

So your son broke into my apartment last night.

He told me he swapped out those drugs that killed the judge.

And he also told me that you knew.

We're done.

Your brother is the only reason you're not dead already.

If somethin' happens to me,

just make sure that case get to my daughter.

This gon' stay with you for a while, boy.

You gon' see me in your nightmares.

♪ 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 ♪

Even when you ain't got shit left,

tell yourself it ain't over.

That you can take what got took.

That you can get back what got lost.

You might even be able to grab some corner or block,

maybe even pullin' some soldiers to fuck with you for a minute.

But the shit that matters most,

your heart,

your soul,

they gone nigga.

And they gone for good.

I'm not asking you for anything,

'cause I don't need anything from you.

I just wanted you to know.

And I want you to know that I'm keeping it.

How you know it's mine?

- This boy. - I'm just sayin'.

The shit's not crazy to ask.

Meanwhile, you' been makin' your money.

I know for sure I ain't the only nigga you been with.

I use protection with all my dates, Kanan.

It's not like I'm trying to get you back

to some pathetic shit like that.

And I don't even know if this means anything to you,

but you're gonna be a father.

And I thought you should know, that's all.

It means something to me, Jarita.

If you want to be involved, cool.

If not, that's cool too.

I gotta go.

I guess I'll either hear from you or I won't.

Whatever.

You think that shit's true about Richard Gere?

Who the fuck is Richard Gere?

He was in that Pretty Woman bullshit.

Don't you remember how everybody was saying

he had to go to the hospital,

'cause he had a gerbil up his ass?

Right, right. That guy.

Yeah.

That shit's true, no doubt.

Gotta be I mean, everyone's heard about it.

It's my favorite white boys.

Breeze.

What the fuck?

Man, I thought you people live better than this.

Y'all living like niggas out here.

How'd you even find our address?

Police you talkin' to, told me.

Yo, we wasn't talkin' to the police.

Appreciate you agreeing to sit with me.

Well, I heard about your brother.

Least I can do.

My, uh, condolences, by the way.

Thank you.

Look, I know you think I'm out of business,

but I've been in worse spots than this Mr. Bernardi,

and I always found my way back.

You been in worse spots,

than your son killing your brother?

I'd hate to be at your house for Thanksgiving.

Don't tell me.

You didn't know?

Where you hear that about my son?

It's current scuttlebutt.

I assumed you knew.

I'm not here to talk to you about all that.

Well, if I were you, that's all I'd be talking about.

I need you to look out for me, Mr. Bernardi.

Get my back with Stefano for a little bit

until I'm back up and running, that's all.

He wants you dead.

Don't know what the hell it is with him.

Maybe it's cause he wanted to mess with me,

and I didn't want to mess with him in the same way.

Stefano wanted to fuck you, and you didn't want to fuck him.

Without you, I'm vulnerable out here.

You know, Stefano and I grew up together,

Yeah, right off fourth Avenue.

I was 187. He was 188.

He was an athlete.

Baseball, football, basketball- anything with a fuckin' ball.

One of those guys looked like he always had a fuckin' tan.

Cocksucker...

Got all the girls.

Me?

I was a fucking asthmatic.

Couldn't even leave the house till I was seventeen.

And even then, I was so fuckin' pale.

My skin was translucent.

I- I- you could see right through the fuckin' veins.

Girls wouldn't even spit in my direction.

And then-

Lo and behold, along comes Doris DeFazio.

She lived next door.

I don't know if she was taking pity on me

or she was just lonely,

like I was.

We started going matinees together every Saturday.

It was Captains Courageous at the Savoy.

We were sitting up in the balcony and out of nowhere,

Doris leans over and kisses me.

Greatest moment of my fuckin' life.

I been married twice. I had three kids.

But that day with Doris, I had a- what do you call it?

An- an out-of-body experience.

First and best kiss I ever got.

Been chasing it ever since.

One week later,

Doris was goin' steady with Stefano Marchetti.

He had to have all the girls.

I always wanted to do to him what he did to me.

Don't know what this got to do with our business relationship,

Mr. Bernardi.

We don't have a business relationship.

So there's no compelling business reason

for me to offer you my protection.

But...

If we had a different kind of relationship,

well, that might change the way I see you.

The way I see us.

Are you trying to get the girl that Stefano couldn't get?

You never get over your first heartbreak.

I'm not tryin' to fix your hurt fuckin' feelings

from way back when.

I'm tryin' to make you some money.

Your money makin' days are over.

The last nigga who tried to press up on me like this

is buried in the Catskills.

I prefer the Hamptons.

Enjoy what time you got left.

'Cause it ain't much.

She's a real piece of ass.

And that attitude.

I get why Stefano had such a hard on for her.

Your father loved you a lot.

He said in that letter

that you're one of the only people I can trust.

I'm surprised by that.

I'm flattered, but I'm surprised.

He didn't have many people in his life that he counted one.

Me neither.

Maybe that's why he and I got along so well.

And honestly, it seemed like I talked at him a lot,

but, it did feel like we saw the world in the same way.

You know who killed him?

Oh.

Jesus Christ, Laverne.

I need to know.

Take it from me,

sometimes not knowing, is better than knowing.

Let me make that call for myself.

What makes you think I know?

Figure he got put down 'cause of the business.

And I know you all was workin' together.

Oh, fuck.

My father would want me to know.

I'm not so sure about that.

Did you know that your cousin paid me an unexpected visit?

Kanan?

The fuck you want with you?

He said he was there to talk.

But I've never been part of a productive or polite

conversation that started with someone pointing a gun at me.

He showed up with a gat?

Hold up. Are- are you saying Kanan put down my father?

I don't have any firsthand knowledge.

Kanan.

That's what I heard.

But again, I don't know if it's true.

It's true. I know it's true.

Families are complicated.

Not my family.

We simple.

We always been simple.

♪ Make the people say, ooh, aah ♪

♪ Think I won't curse ♪

Put the shit on my desk.

About to do this count.

By the way,

my white boys been retired.

They collectin' they pensions or insurance

or whatever the fuck you get when you gone.

What about Bonnie and Clyde?

Nobody talkin' about who took them out.

Shit's a fuckin' mystery.

It's a hell of a move to make.

Didn't see that shit comin' at all.

Day seem like any other day.

Till it's not.

That how it happened for your uncle?

You don't think he saw that shit comin'?

I don't know what that nigga saw or didn't see.

I ain't tryin' to think about all that.

Just 'cause Snaps and Pops gone,

don't mean your moms is off the hook.

Shit came from on high,

Stefano and them.

I'ma still have to put in that work.

Do what the fuck you gotta do, nigga.

Last time we sat together,

you mentioned there might be a proffer available

to my client should she agree to assist you

in your investigation

into various individuals connected to organized crime.

We're curious to hear what that might look like.

Standard "Queen for a Day" agreement.

If Miss Thomas provides us with information

leading to the successful convictions

of various organized crime targets,

we'd be willing to offer her

a plea deal and leniency in the case against her.

I want full immunity and witness protection.

Anything less than that, and there ain't shit to talk about.

As Mr. Gordon here knows,

we don't get into the specifics of the agreement

until we can evaluate

the veracity and quality of the information.

I'm not talkin' without knowin'

what's at the other end of the deal.

Having entered into countless similar agreements

with individuals like yourself before,

I can tell you that what you're requesting

is probably within reason.

But like Special Agent Hickson said,

we can't agree to anything

until we hear what you have to say.

I don't want immunity and witness protection just for me.

I want it for my son, too.

Tough break about your father.

I'm sure it's sad for you and your family.

I said I'd leave you alone as long as you stayed off my radar.

But I have to ask--

I don't know who shot my father.

That's hard for me to believe.

I don't give a fuck what you believe.

What about Ishmael and Stephanie Henry?

I don't know who that is.

Snaps and Pop.

They got put down?

They did.

And as you know all too well,

they also were involved in what happened to your friend.

Guess they got what they had comin' then.

Don't do anything you're gonna regret, Laverne.

Too late.

We didn't realize that your son was involved in

activities that might require immunity.

I need to know we're protected.

I got enough on Stefano Marchetti

and Pino Bernardi for you,

to burn that whole Italian shit down to the fuckin' ground.

But you gotta make it worth my while.

I ain't trying to have me and my son

get cooked up in one of Stefano's ovens.

Is that what Mr. Marchetti does?

Burns up bodies at his smelting factories.

I said what I said.

We'll run this up the flagpole to the A.U.S.A.

It's real easy.

You get me what I want,

I'll get you what you want.

That's all.

My gut tells me they're going to agree to your terms,

but you're going to have to deliver.

Their expectations are exceedingly high.

I don't make promises I can't keep.

But you better make sure these Feds come correct.

'Cause once I start talkin', everything I ever been

and everything I ever thought I was gonna be's gone.

♪ Praise the Lord ♪

♪ Take my hand ♪

♪ Lead me on ♪

♪ Let me...♪

Snaps and Pop didn't need each other.

But they wanted each other.

There's a big difference between needin' and wantin'.

If you need someone,

that means they're givin' you somethin'

that you can't get nowhere else.

Providing you some sort of sustenance

that you can't do without.

But that's not love.

I don't want my woman to need me

like some medicine she gotta take.

I want her to want me.

- Yeah. - I want her to choose me.

Snaps and Pop,

they wanted each other.

And the one thing we know about them:

They always got what they wanted.

To Snaps and Pop.

To Snaps and Pop.

That's right.

Well said Lump.

I'm not great with words, but I make do.

Yeah, well, in my experience,

it's fellas like you, always selling themselves short,

that are playing the longest game of all.

- Touché. - Yeah.

Hey, you were, uh,

working with a young associate of mine for a little while.

Yeah, who's that?

Early Tyler.

Mm. Yeah.

I knew him since before he could walk.

Yeah, Early. Kid had a lot of promise

Tragic ending to that story.

If it makes you feel any better,

I'm pretty certain the guy who took out Early

just got taken out himself.

It don't.

Make me feel better, that is.

I wonder if I'm the only one who knows

how vicious you really are, Stefano.

How underneath all that fake inner grace,

there's a fuckin' demon who thinks he's gonna live forever.

I don't want to live forever, Lump.

I just wanna die last.

Take care of yourself, pal.

- She's all yours, Stefano. - Pino.

I-I missed that. What'd you say?

Raq.

All yours.

Do what you need to do. I got no further use for her.

Yeah, when I heard she lost Flossie,

- I knew you'd cut bait. - Oh.

She didn't just fuck up everything with Flossie.

Turns out she also passed bad drugs

to that dead judge who was on my payroll.

And word is, this Colombian I was working with

bought the farm because of her.

She's done to my business

what pantyhose did to finger fuckin'.

The wheels are already in motion on her.

Oh, yeah?

That's good.

Uh.

You, uh, take care of that.

I, uh,

I like my waiter to clear the table

as soon as I'm done eating.

Cryin' shame, though.

Pussy that good,

gonna come to a bad end.

But as the French say, c'est la vie.

Get the fuck out of here, huh, Pino?

She wouldn't give you the time of fuckin' day.

You got me, my friend.

I gave it the old college try,

but somehow she was able

to resist my impish charms and boyish good looks.

Hmm.

Look, put her out of our misery.

You have my permission.

Prego.

I don't believe that shit.

And even if it's true,

why the fuck are you here tellin' me about it?

Your mother demanded that any immunity

and witness protection deal that we afforded her, extend to you.

Fuck outta here.

She inspired me to do some digging on you.

I couldn't really find anything. Just ticky-tack bullshit.

And then, all of a sudden, your name popped up

in a pill ring investigation out in Hempstead.

I ain't got shit to do with Long Island.

Of course you don't.

And I'm sure you also don't have anything to do with the murder

of the two suspects who are cooperating with police

in that investigation.

- Glen and Shane Bellotti? - Don't know 'em.

They were shot to death in their backyard yesterday.

I don't fuck with white boys.

Who said they were white?

Ain't no niggas I know called Bellotti.

Look, if my mom's is fuckin' with y'all,

that's on her, not me.

I ain't do nothin',

and I ain't got shit to say.

So you need to get the fuck out my crib.

She's trying to protect you, Kanan.

And I assume that's because she knows something about you

that I don't know yet.

But I'm gonna find out,

and then we'll have a very different conversation.

Your mother loves you.

That's why she's doing this.

And if you care about her,

you'll encourage her to take this deal.

Whether you're a part of it or not.

She's got a target on her back, Kanan.

If she doesn't take this deal, she'll be dead in a week.

Flossie.

I know you not tryin' to talk to me right now.

Not now or later.

No good reason for you to help me,

but I know you got connects to Stefano Marchetti,

and I'm wonderin' if you can pass word

I'm tryin' to sit down with him.

You lied to me.

Your brother is dead because of you.

You don't deserve my help or my time.

White bitches always like Marvin

'cause he a punchline to them.

Some goofy-ass nigga they think they can laugh at.

Then they bump up against me, and they ain't laughin' no more.

'Cause I ain't out here to make white bitches laugh

I'm out here to make this money,

and ain't shit funny about that.

You're not funny.

You're fucking tragic.

And I've already had enough tragedy in my life.

Good luck.

- Shit heavy. - Block workin'.

What you know about that shit with my moms?

Doin' the math.

Gettin' ready to solve the problem.

What if we didn't do that, though?

I'm just sayin', what if we put her out on some

go away and never come back type shit?

Let her run.

Let her walk.

And tell her don't never step into New York again.

Thought you was okay with what's gotta be done?

If the shit has to happen, it has to happen.

Maybe it's another way to do it.

It ain't my call, brother.

Like I said, word came down from that parmesan-ass nigga.

It don't feel like he gonna be convinced otherwise.

Stefano got no love for your moms.

Not at all.

He want her gone.

They've agreed to everything you've asked for,

and now they want an answer.

So my son part of the deal.

Apparently,

Adrian Tanner paid Kanan a visit and made the offer,

but it didn't go well.

Your son wasn't receptive.

In fact, he kicked agent Tanner out of his apartment.

That's 'cause Kanan wasn't raised to be no snitch.

How the fuck am I gonna bring up my kid one way,

and then do the opposite of that?

You and your son are in very different situations.

You either a snitch or you not.

This deal is a lifeline for you.

Your only one.

Kanan right.

Fuck the Feds.

Tell the F.B.I. kiss my ass.

I ain't going out like that.

Yo Kanan.

Young boys wanna get down.

We got to work for 'em?

What they call y'all?

- Jamie. - Tommy.

You live in Southside?

♪ I'm the best in the biz ♪

Nah.

You niggas is too young.

Come back when y'all ain't fuckin' with Happy Meals

no more.

♪ I'm the best in the biz ♪

The mortician did a really nice job.

I'll give you some time alone.

I asked you many times

whether you'd have mixed emotions

if there was ever an issue with your mother.

I know.

And you said you wouldn't.

That's what I said.

So what's changed?

Started to think

that maybe I don't want this shit on my head.

I got a lot on it already,

and I don't know that I need any more right now.

You mean Marvin.

Him and everyone else, man.

I'm not scared of puttin' niggas down.

I'm not.

Not at all.

Almost took out my moms myself a while back.

The shit got ill,

went another direction.

Point is, I was ready to do that work myself back then.

Yeah, but now you, uh, you have reservations.

Your mother insulted me, Kanan.

And while it may not seem like it to you,

her insult has business implications for me.

I can't afford to let insults go unanswered.

She just partnered up with another nigga.

The shit happens all the time.

No, no, not to me it doesn't.

Look, somethin' in me-

somethin' I didn't even know was there no more-

is tellin' me that I don't want this.

And maybe it's cause of what happened to my uncle,

but maybe not.

Maybe it's just that it don't sit right with me.

I'm just startin' to feel like for all the shit my mom's done,

this ain't how it should go.

I give everything I got

for five more minutes with my mother, kid.

And not a day goes by

when I- I don't feel that hole in my heart

that she left behind when she passed.

Now listen,

I'd consider letting her live,

but she'd have to do somethin' for me first.

Don't trust me enough to meet at the crib.

Hell, no.

I need witnesses.

Can't blame you for that.

I'm sorry about Uncle Marvin.

For what you did, or him bein' gone?

Both.

Heard you told them Feds you don't want no part of that deal.

That ain't me.

Me neither.

Got shook for a minute and lost my head,

but then I remembered who I am.

I'ma fall for this flag before I fuck with these feds.

Anyone who want it can come get it.

And that includes you too.

I don't want that, though.

That's why I reached out.

I spoke to Stefano.

He said he'd let you go.

But you gotta do something for him.

What the fuck he want me to do?

I don't know.

But whatever it is, it's gotta be better

- than you bein'... - Dead.

Stefano want me dead.

Shit.

Up until right now, I thought you did, too.

Remember when I used to put you to bed at night

with that warm milk?

How you'd say you never wanted me to die.

How you always wanted me to be there for you.

Psh.

Now look at this shit.

Still don't want you to die.

That's the nicest shit you said to me in years.

Talk to Stefano.

Hear him out.

I blame myself for what's happened, Kanan.

For what you did.

For what I did.

For what I didn't do.

And that don't mean I forgive you for everything.

I don't.

I can't.

You took my brothers from me.

But also know that shit don't happen without me.

Because I raised you.

I made you.

You're mine.

All mine.

The good and the bad.

And I put you in this shit, so it's all on me.

It's always gonna be on me.

And I know it don't feel like it for you-

And I get why it don't-

But I loved you in a way that I could.

Didn't always come out right.

And it wasn't always enough.

But it's what I could give you,

and how I could give it.

You care about me like you sayin' you do,

you wanna talk to Stefano.

You love me, Kanan?

You- you my mother.

That don't mean nothin'.

No matter how fucked up you been,

some part of me still keep believin' you gonna be better.

You gonna be who I want. Who I need.

I've been waitin' for you to be that to me,

but you keep lettin' me down.

It's fucked up when the person that tried to take your pride

is the same one you want to make proud.

See, you don't never stop wantin' your mother

to care about you,

even when they ain't done shit to show that they can.

But it's too late for all that.

Look what I done. Look what you done.

We can't fix all that wrong shit.

But maybe we could do this one thing right.

Ain't gotta end like this for you.

I'm sorry.

Talk to Stefano.

Ah, I felt more comfortable, when Snaps and Pop were around.

Felt like there was an adult in the room.

I'm hesitant to turn over the whole business to you

and the rest of them fucking teenyboppers over there.

You ain't gonna have no problems with me or my people.

We a well oiled machine in Southside.

Well just make sure your well oiled machine

ain't a goddamn wood chipper grinding on my fucking balls.

Now look who's here.

Ah!

Hey, give us a minute. But, uh, don't venture too far.

How are you, ma'am?

Fuck you, nigga.

A kind word for everyone from you, huh?

Come on sit, sit.

You do this for me,

and then you go, within twenty four hours.

You stay a minute longer,

and the deal is off and you're as good as dead.

Why would I do this work for you

if I can't ever go back to my life here in New York?

Because if you don't do it,

you won't even make it back to your car tonight.

Do this for me,

and then you leave New York the next day

and you don't ever come back.

Don't matter to me where you go,

just as long as it's far from here.

Don't seem like I got much of a choice.

Well, look at it this way,

if you were ugly, you already be dead.

Juke! It's me!

What's the word?

Counts good.

Drove by 150.

Them niggas is runnin' through they work fast.

Just sent over to re-up.

Heard your moms might get this pass after all.

Respect, nigga, you lookin' out for the fam.

I get it, I'd do the same for mines.

And make sure the tails are off the shrimp.

I'm paying you $10 a piece,

and you want me to do all the fuckin' work.

He got an offer from Florida State--

Florida, well-- they got mosquitoes down there.

Well looks like I'm gonna get the girl after all.

I guess so.

What are you talking about?

Coach, she's my fiancée.

I was surprised to hear from you.

But, I guess I'm hard to resist.

Not like you think.

Fuckin' Stefano.

Juke.

What's going on?

I'm sorry Aunt Raq.

For what?

I don't understand.

And if I tried to make you understand, you still wouldn't.

But it's somethin' I gotta do.

This about Marvin?

That wasn't me.

I didn't do it.

I know.

Talk to me, juke.

Why you doin' this?

Kanan.

What Kanan gotta do with me?

Bullshit.

You gonna know it's real soon enough.

Why wouldn't you just come after me?

That was the plan.

And then I saw you and her together,

and I realized droppin' you wasn't gonna hurt enough.

You wouldn't feel the pain

for as long as I want you to feel it.

I want you to have nothin' nigga.

Just like me.

I want you to go through your life alone,

with nobody to give a fuck whether you live or die.

You gonna be alive.

But everyone around you who cared...

Gone.

And that shit way worse than bein' dead.

You just as alone as me Juke.

World just as cold for you.

Knowin' I did this to you,

gon' keep me warm for a long while.

And that's enough for me.

I could just kill you myself.

Have at it, nigga.

I don't give a fuck.

She never loved you anyway.

Right at the end,

she begged me to do you instead of her.

All this shit don't explain everything,

'cause nothin' explains everything.

You niggas want to know why this shit happen

and why this shit didn't.

This was never gon' be all that, couldn't be.

'Cause my story didn't end here.

Shit, in a lot of ways this was just the beginning of me.

What I turned into, who I ended up bein'.

See, this isn't just my story, this is our story.

And now it's your story.

But like I said all along, more than anything,

this is a Southside Jamaica Queens story.

♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, Southside ♪

♪ What y'all niggas know about the dirty South? ♪

♪ One time ♪

♪ Lord forgive me, for I've sinned ♪

♪ Over and over again just to stay on top ♪

♪ I recall memories filled with sin ♪

♪ Over and over again, and again

♪ Yo, when you hear talk of the Southside ♪

♪ You hear talk of the Team ♪

♪ See niggas feared Prince and respected 'Preme ♪

♪ For all you slow motherfuckers ♪

♪ I'ma break it down iller ♪

♪ See Preme was the businessman and Prince was the killer ♪

♪ Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh-huh ♪

♪ His hair'll get you seasick, I sat back and peeped shit ♪

♪ They rolled with E-Z Wider then, they ain't get blunted ♪

♪ Had the whole projects working for 50 on 500 ♪

♪ As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack ♪

♪ I used to idolize Cat ♪

♪ Hurt me to my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pap ♪

♪ How he go out like that? ♪

♪ Rumors in the hood was just was snitching ♪

♪ I ain't believe that ♪

Michael, show him the bedroom.

Okay, come on Eddie.

Florida, ain't no way in the world that boy gonna stay-

He is going.

Shh, shh, shh.

What he cryin' about? He just got here.

Maybe 'cause he know you about to be his uncle.

I'ma kick your ass, Lou-Lou

He's beautiful Raq, looks just like you.

- You think? - I do.

Kanan's okay.

He gonna need to toughen the fuck up, though.

Ain't nobody got time for all this cryin'.

He a baby, Marvin.

He my nephew.

When me and him out on the avenue,

I need to know he can go toe to toe.

Yo, Lou-Lou, let's go get this grub, I'm starvin'.

Always starving.

That's cause I'm busy carryin' this whole fuckin' family

on my back.

We'll see you in a little bit.

Kanan.

Kanan.

You cry all you want.

'Cause I'm here.

And I'm always gonna be here.

I ain't never gonna let nothin' bad ever happen to you.

Not while I got you.

Remember, it's you and me Kanan.

Always.

♪ Little child ♪

♪ Runnin' wild ♪

♪ Watch a while ♪

♪ You see he never smiles ♪

♪ Broken home ♪

♪ Father gone ♪

♪ Mama tired ♪

♪ So he's all alone ♪