All language subtitles for Power Book II_ Ghost - 01x02 - Exceeding Expectations.AMZN.WEBRip-NTb+ION10.English.HI.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

- Synced and corrected by Firefly -
- www.addic7ed.com -

[MONET] Previously on Ghost...

If you do this shit,
you can never go back.

I would do anything to go back,

to go back to how it was
before you left us for Angela.

[GUNSHOT]

[BROOKS] We'd like you to tutor

basketball player Ezekiel Cross.

Zeke doesn't play, you don't stay.

My mother's on trial
for killing my father,

- and I want to hire you.
- Five hundred K, liquid, up front.

You get that, we'll talk.

Tariq St. Patrick.

I've been assigned as his counselor.

He's really motivated.

Canonical Studies is closed.

Don't make this about you and me.

And as you like to say,
there is no you and me.

What the fuck are you
doing at Stansfield?

I go here; everyone in
my family goes here.

Your family built the auditorium?

And the swimming pool.

[TARIQ] What's this party for?

[ZEKE] My family congratulating
me on Stansfield.

I know you're gonna help me stay here,

so they wanted to meet you.

Tariq, this is my cousin Dru.

- [TARIQ] Yo, what up, bro?
- My cousin Diana Tejada.

This is my boy Tariq.

Hey.

Yeah, that's my brother Cane.

There goes the party.

What the fuck is going on out here?

[WOMAN] Damn, that's Monet.

Get the fuck out of here, man.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

He'll be back. You know what to do.

[GUNSHOTS]

- ♪♪
- _

What I need is for you to
concentrate on school.

If you take care of yourself,
you'll take care of all of us.

I owe your mother, so I'll help you out,

but you gotta find your own products.

- We official now?
- Yes.

And we'd like you to
charge Tasha St. Patrick

under the Kingpin Statute.

Well, Queenpin in this case, I guess.

Deal, but Tasha has to name the shooter.

If she does that and I can confirm it,

- I can get her out.
- I saw your son before I got here.

Well, what did he say?

He said he knew that you were afraid

to say the name of the person
who shot your husband.

He said if you love him,
you need to tell the truth.

The man who killed James St. Patrick

is Tommy Egan.

Why on earth would Tommy Egan
have killed your husband?

- Because I asked him to.
- Your Honor, I object.

- [GALANTI] Overruled.
- Queenpin.

You're under arrest for the murder
of James St. Patrick

under the federal Kingpin Statute.

- [TARIQ] Ma!
- Kingpin? What the...

We're gonna fight this together!

Kingpin Statute?

You're gonna give her the needle?

You and I both know
this is not a federal case.

It is now.

[JOE] ♪ They say this
is a big, rich town ♪

♪ I just come from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it
this is where it goes down ♪

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby
I gotta make it ♪

[50 CENT] ♪ I never took
a straight path nowhere ♪

♪ Life's full of twists and
turns, bumps and bruises ♪

♪ I live, I learn ♪

♪ I'm from that city full of
yellow cabs and skyscrapers ♪

♪ It's hard to get a start
in these parts without paper ♪

♪ Homey, I grew up in hell
a block away from heaven ♪

♪ That corner every 15 minutes
they moving seven ♪

♪ Pure snow, bag it then watch it go ♪

♪ Occupational options
get some blow or some hos ♪

♪ Shoot the ball or the strap
learn to rap or to jack ♪

♪ Fuck it, man in the meantime ♪

♪ Go head and pump a pack ♪

♪ This my regal, royal flow
my James Bond bounce ♪

♪ That 007 that's 62 on my count ♪

♪ I'm an undercover liar
I lie under the covers ♪

♪ Look a bitch in the eyes ♪

♪ And tell her baby, I love ya ♪

♪ You're my inspiration
you're my motivation ♪

♪ You're the reason that I'm
moving with no hesitation ♪

[JOE] ♪ They say this
is a big, rich town ♪

♪ Yeah, I just come
from the poorest part ♪

♪ Bright lights, city life ♪

♪ I gotta make it
this is where it goes down ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I just happen to come up hard ♪

♪ Legal or illegal, baby
I gotta make it ♪

♪♪

[GATE BUZZES]

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

[DOOR CLICKS OPEN]

[TASHA] Where have you been?

Who are you?

Tasha, I'm Paula Matarazzo,

Mr. MacLean's investigator.

I'll also be working on your case.

Whatever you say to me is protected

by the same privilege.

Well, can I afford you?

At the moment,

you can't afford me, Ms. Green.

When can I expect a payment?

And will payments always be
coming through your son...

in cash?

Oh, I-I figured Simon Stern
was paying you.

[SIGHS] Okay.

Look, I promise I'll get you the money.

But what I want to know
is what happened in court

and why suddenly, they
think I was running

Ghost and Tommy's organization.

[PAULA] So your husband was Ghost?

Feds could never prove that.

Yes, my husband, James St. Patrick,

was Ghost, a criminal kingpin

drug-dealing, murdering motherfucker.

Tommy too.

And you had nothing
to do with their business?

I don't see why their business
is part of this at all.

When you told me Tommy Egan
helped you kill your husband,

I thought you got a lifelong friend

to help you with a domestic dispute.

Egan had only been charged
with a handful of small crimes,

only one major charge that was dropped.

There was no reason to doubt your story

because you didn't
give me the full story.

I didn't know Egan's history
with the Feds or yours.

I know. I'm sorry.

But I-I just didn't think it mattered.

[SCOFFS] That's great.

Because it's the only
thing that matters now.

Your statement in court
gave Saxe the ammunition

to charge you as the queenpin.

Tasha, I need your word.

Are you telling me the whole truth

about why you asked Egan
to help you kill James?

Yes.

It had nothing to do
with their drug business.

And you?

Did you have anything to do
with their drug business?

I'm asking again since you
didn't answer me before.

I said nothing.

And if the Feds find Tommy Egan,

he'll back up your story?

Your name is on a lot of paperwork

having to do with the clubs, Ms. Green:

articles of incorporation,
liquor licenses,

accounting documents.

You're saying you didn't
help them clean the money

they were making selling drugs?

Okay, well, I may have
set up a few accounts.

- [TASHA] I...
- Shh.

Tasha, let's pretend you're under oath.

Ms. Green,

were you the head
of the St. Patrick-Egan

criminal organization?

- No.
- Did you give orders?

No!

[DAVIS] Did you arrange
murders or sell drugs?

For James and Tommy?

Why are you asking for clarification?

[DAVIS] Did you sell
drugs or arrange murders

for your husband or
for Thomas Patrick Egan?

No.

Then you're not the queenpin.

And Saxe knows that.

And yet he was ready
with an arrest warrant.

Something's going on here
that we don't understand.

They're charging too high.

It's not about what they're charging.

It's about why.

♪♪

♪ Seems like every day
now is payday... ♪

[SUCKS TEETH] Fuck.

[RAP MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING]

♪♪

Yo, my nigga, how you
got all this fly-ass gear?

I thought college players
can't make money from ball.

My Auntie Monet takes care of me

so I can focus on the court.

I'm actually headed
back out there tonight.

She got something for me to pick up.

So you can have the room
to yourself, you know,

if you want to bring a girl home.

- [LAUGHS]
- [ZEKE] Hey, I'm just saying.

Nah, you think I could pull
up for dinner later, though?

Damn, you sick of the
dining hall already?

That shit is wack, bro.

Shit, I'll ask her, you
know, see if it's cool.

I gotta go meet Professor Milgram later.

Whoo, bitch is fine as a motherfucker.

Yo, you got that Moby-Dick shit?

You crazy, man. Yeah, I do.

Yo, make sure you read this shit.

She be asking questions.

You don't want to blow our shit up.

Yeah, I'll read it.

Man, I'm for real. Like,
really read it, bro.

I got you.

And don't forget
to call your auntie too.

- [ZEKE] I got you!
- [LAUGHS]

♪♪

[JABARI] Yes, Ashley.

[ASHLEY] Herbert took Pip under his wing

and taught him how to be a gentleman.

But then Uncle Pumblechook was out there

trying to take all the
credit for Pip's success,

and he ain't have nothing to do with it,

just like a motherfucking white man.

I wish a nigga would
with his stupid-ass name.

Um...

Um, what?

You got something in your throat?

'Cause I know you ain't
about to say something.

- Never mind.
- That's a big opinion

from someone who
doesn't have a real name.

- Nope.
- Excuse me?

That's right. I don't got a real name.

I got two.

Bruce plus Shaundria,
which equals BruShaundria.

But the first rule
of business is to mind

your motherfucking own, Richard.

Thank you for enlightening
us, Miss Carmichael.

Okay, class, this is Tariq St. Patrick.

He's joining us a bit
late, but he proves

he deserves to be here,
so don't go easy on him.

[LAUGHTER]

- Hi.
- What's up?

[JABARI] Tariq,

what did you think of
Great Expectations?

Well, Dickens' choice
to make every character

do the wrong thing for the right reason

and vice versa was very effective

in highlighting the complexities

between innocence and guilt.

[LAUREN] Well, how-how do you think

that applies to Dickens himself, though,

like his choice to change
the ending of the book?

Why do you think he changed it?

Well, I...

Didn't finish the book...

again?

We warned you this course
was rigorous, Tariq.

Now, if you can't keep up,

Stansfield has a number of
easier classes you can take.

Bloop.

Professor Reynolds
got time today, y'all.

[LAUGHTER]

[JABARI] Does anyone
else care to respond?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to blow you up like that.

It's all right. It's not your fault.

- It's mine.
- [CELL PHONE CHIMES]

[RICHARD] He was
pandering to his audience.

- [JABARI] Elaborate please, Richard.
- _

[DAVIS] They think your mom
ran the drug business.

My mother didn't do any of that.

A'ight? My father did it.

That was his business. He was the boss.

Exactly what she said.

That's the truth.

What, you don't believe her?

I don't know what to believe, Tariq.

Your mother didn't tell me she
had a history with the Feds.

- Neither did you.
- I didn't think it mattered.

A'ight? That was a local case.

- Right.
- Now that Saxe and the Feds

are involved, this is personal.

Okay, what motivation would Saxe
have to target your mother?

I honestly don't know.

Right. All right.

I'm going to work the
political angle, Tariq,

but until I can make this all go away,

we have to assume that your mother

is going to face a jury,

which means we need
the jury pool to know

exactly how dangerous and
violent your father was.

Hey!

We need you to deliver
his eulogy tomorrow

and blow his ass up.

With him right there in the ground?

It's his legacy or your mom's life, kid.

Get some balls.

[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS]

[BRAYDEN] Dude! Where you been?

You haven't been responding
to any of my texts.

I been busy, bro.

Your father's funeral's tomorrow, right?

Do you want me to, like, come?

Fuck no.

I mean, thanks, though.

It's all good. Hey, you need a hug?

Come on, bring it in.

No? Okay, cool.

- Cool, cool, cool, cool.
- I'm heading this way...

Dude, how much fun was that
strip club the other night?

I mean, I think I gave Cabernay
my Venmo password,

but honestly, it was fucking worth it!

What? Bro, you're fucking crazy.

I saw you macking on
that other chick too, man.

She was fucking feeling you, dog.

I know.

She moving weight for you?

What? Fuck no.

Dude, it's cool. I just...

I want to get back in.

We were fucking balling out at Choate.

Well, there's nothing
to get back in on, all right?

Yeah, right.

Whatever you got going on,

you can't do it by yourself.

I can help.

[SIGHS] But hey, uh,

my brother's having
a party tonight at his frat

if you want to hit that.

I mean, he's a fucking dick,
but what else is new?

If you don't fuck with him,
then why would you go?

Um, pussy? Why does anyone go anywhere?

- [CELL PHONE BUZZES]
- You're right.

- [BRAYDEN LAUGHS]
- _

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

Damn, bro. I can't go, though.

I got plans tonight.

My fault.

What plans are better than pussy?

♪ Some days I wish I could stay... ♪

That ain't none of your business.

[SMOOTH R&B MUSIC PLAYS]

How can you stay with a guy
who's inside for life?

Don't you want to be with someone
who can give you more?

Someone like who, you?

[RAMIREZ SCOFFS] What?

You're saying you don't...
you don't feel a connection?

Shit, I need more than connection.

You know what Lorenzo's name
get me in these streets?

Protection.

Ain't no connection gonna offer me that.

[MELANCHOLY MUSIC PLAYS]

Shit. You gotta go.

Kids can't see you, especially Cane.

♪♪

[RAMIREZ] All right.

I guess I should get
back to the precinct.

♪♪

I was really impressed
with your paper, Zeke.

What was it you said
about the combination

of horror, suspense,
and supernatural forces?

Yeah, you know, all those elements

of Gothic literature

are just really, like, combined.

It's weird you're a professor, you know,

'cause you... you looking mad young.

I see you got a biology test coming up.

You had a chance to go over
the material with Tariq?

- He's tutoring you, right?
- Tariq's great.

He's just going through
a lot of family stuff right now.

I think his-his dad's funeral
is, uh, tomorrow.

Oh, God. Tomorrow.

How's he doing?

Oh, we don't-we don't
really talk like that.

Uh...

tell me about you.

Where are you from?

Are you going to the funeral?

No, I ain't thinking about that.

Uh, I-I got practice.

I'm-I'm actually from the South myself,

uh, but I went to high school in Queens.

I bet no students can go,
now that I think of it.

Um, right, well, okay.

Um, keep up the good work,

and you'll be off academic probation

and back on the court in no time.

Okay, girl. Well, I guess I'll...

see you after that biology test, right?

[CARRIE] Mm-hmm.

- [TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]
- _

♪♪

_

[STERN] You sure you don't
want something, Tariq?

Mmm, delightful.

When I was a student, all we had

was Folgers and cocaine.

What are we here to talk about?

Just like your father,

always eager to get
right down to business.

I'm nothing like my father.

[STERN] Fine, fine.

I got a distressing call
from Davis MacLean today.

He wants me to speak bad
about my father at the funeral.

Yes, I gleaned that from his tone,

and I have to say, I
think it's a terrible idea.

Oh, I remember reading
Great Expectations

back in my Stansfield days.

Classic tale about one's moral code

being more important than ambition,

and that's why it's
a story for poor people.

The thing about your father, Tariq,

is that he could never accept

that his ambition was his moral code.

He thought they were
two separate things,

so he was always at war with himself.

I never thought of it that way.

I never thought of him that way.

Splendid. But that's not all.

Your father's image is
in need of a little... zhoosh,

and his funeral is
a wonderful opportunity.

Now, you know I'm happy
to pay for a send-off

worthy of our dearly departed,

but the real showstopper

would be a glowing eulogy
from his only son.

Well, MacLean wants
me to trash my father

to help my mother.

You know, I have to do
anything to help my mother.

See? Just like James.

He was great at looking ahead,

but he could never see from above.

I know you care about your mother.

I do too, of course.

But you and I are business
partners now, Tariq,

and the first thing you always
have to ask in business

is, "How does this benefit me?"

James's flailing reputation

will be bad for our ventures

and for his estate as a whole.

I'll be fine either way, of course,

but that could be
financially devastating

to you and your family.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

[DAVIS] Both Tariq and Tasha
say her husband was the boss

and that Cooper Saxe knows it.

That woman is a liar,
Davis, and her son is too.

We should walk away
from this case right now.

I mean, you did the research
on St. Patrick and Egan.

Do you really believe she was the boss?

No matter what you say,

no matter what you want to happen,

Tasha St. Patrick was not the leader

of this organization.

- Prove that.
- [SAXE] What?

That she wasn't.

You can't prove a negative.

[BOTH] Exactly.

That means Davis MacLean
can't prove that either.

Look, all you have to do
is lay out the crimes

we know the St. Patrick-Egan
organization committed,

and now that she said live in court

that she had the power
to tell Egan what to do,

we wrap all of it up.

I mean, Egan may have sold the drugs

and pulled the triggers...

But she called the shots.

There's no way Tasha
ordered all of this.

She was raising three kids.

If anything, she was being a mother.

You're gonna try to use the
"mom of the year" defense

on the wife of a drug trafficker?

Excuse me, a woman under siege,

racing to save her family

as a tide of corruption and criminality

threatened to sweep her under.

You are not gonna try to argue

that she didn't know this was going on.

This is millions of dollars
in narcotics.

You're saying she never
asked her husband

where the money came from?

Her name's on the checks.

I'm saying it doesn't
matter what she knew.

It matters that Cooper Saxe
knows she's not the boss.

You want me to take every crime

that St. Patrick and
Tommy Egan committed...

Allegedly committed.

John, we know St. Patrick was Ghost.

We know he's the kingpin!

- We know?
- What did you prove in court?

- Nothing.
- [OTT] Right.

And they can't prove it either,
and from what I understand,

Egan is conveniently in the wind,

so who's gonna argue it?

Tasha's not fully innocent.

No, I didn't say that.

It matters that this whole prosecution

turned on Jenny Sullivan

asking why Tommy Egan
killed St. Patrick,

on this trumped-up RICO
charge that will sweep

all of James St. Patrick's
nefarious activity under the rug.

Show the jury she's dirty,
and they'll convict.

Egan ain't here to blame,
and her husband's dead.

She's the last woman standing,
so sorry, she gets the needle.

- It's political.
- [DAVIS] Yeah.

And if we can prove Saxe had an agenda,

maybe we can get the charges
dropped altogether.

Don't let us down, Saxe.

I'll give you an unlimited budget,

and you can hire whoever you want.

Just land the fucking plane.

♪♪

Fuck.

Shit, Stern makes a good point.

I'll give him that.

It's worth considering.

I mean, maybe you should
protect your father.

I'm protecting you, okay?

I don't care about Gho...

I don't care about Dad's money.

All I care about is
you getting out of here,

and if MacLean thinks me saying
something will help, then...

[TASHA] Wait a minute. Hold up.

I can't believe MacLean came
to you to behind my back.

I can.

Ma, this is how you win.
This is how you get out.

'Riq, what do you want to do?

Do you want to speak at the funeral?

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS]

Honestly, Ma, I don't know.

I mean, what would I even say?

What could I say?

♪♪

[SIGHS] Baby, your father...

he was a complicated man.

Maybe it's better that you
not say anything at all.

Reverend Macedon can give his blessing,

and that'll be that.

♪♪

Yeah.

♪♪

Okay, good. It's settled, then.

Um, I'll let Davis know.

Speaking of Davis, you didn't...

open up the day care
again, did you, 'Riq,

after I told you not to?

Ma, no, of course not.

Then how in the world
did you get the m...

♪♪

[CLEARS THROAT]

How are your classes going?

Fine.

We're reading a book called
Great Expectations now.

I know that one. Well, go ahead.

Tell me about it. What's it about?

Well, it's about this orphan named Pip.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Ah.

Strap on your cup, Special Agent Garza,

'cause I'm calling you up
to the big leagues.

I need a lead investigator

in the Tasha St. Patrick queenpin case,

and you're my guy.

Yeah, I'm gonna respectfully
decline, Mr. Saxe.

[SCOFFS] This-this is the biggest case

of the decade: high-profile,

drugs, murder, intrigue, justice.

You got fired from this office

a little less than two weeks ago.

Two days after that, a judge

signed a warrant for your arrest,

and then somehow, you
managed to get a promotion?

Whatever you're up to has
nothing to do with justice.

Look, I know you're straight-edge,

by the book, unimpeachable character,

not a blemish in your record...

the opposite of me.

Donovan was my supervisor.

He was as good as they come.

What happened to him on your watch...

you understand why I have to say no.

Okay, listen.

I think about Jerry every day,

about his girls growing up
without their father.

I mean, his blood is
on my hands, I know.

Maybe I went too hard trying
to put the bad guys in jail,

and I have to live with that.

But Tasha's defense attorney
goes way too hard

keeping criminals on the streets,

and if I'm gonna take on Davis MacLean,

I need someone I can trust.

Ah, fuck. It's MacLean?

I know he fucked up
your chain of custody

in the Perez murder.

Took you months to buy
that back, didn't it?

Could've derailed your career.

Work with me.

I'll let you call the shots.

Everything above board.
You have my word.

By the book?

By the book, I promise.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

I hear you're a little behind.

Professor Reynolds told you, right?

It's like he has it out for me.

I'll catch up, okay?

Tariq, it's okay if you're struggling.

You're going through
a traumatic time right now.

No one expects you to be perfect.

Professor Reynolds does.

Jabari isn't always great
at seeing the bigger picture.

But if you want to talk about anything,

that's what I'm here for.

I don't need to talk about anything.

I just need to get my work done
and get to class on time.

Oh, Tariq.

The pressure our culture
puts on young men,

specifically young black men,
to suppress their feelings

is incredibly toxic

and dangerous.

I mean, I'd love to provide you

with a safe space

where you can process anything,

maybe even see your dad
in a different light.

[CELL PHONE BUZZES]

[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS]

- ♪♪
- _

Professor Milgram, may
I please be excused?

- [SOFT FOOTSTEPS]
- [KNOCK AT DOOR]

I'm concerned about Tariq St. Patrick.

Yeah, me too.

We're already two books in,

and he hasn't read either of them.

You said he was motivated,
but I don't see it.

No, it's, um...

it's his father's funeral tomorrow,

and he's not processing
his feelings at all.

Well, he's a black man
in America, Carrie.

He doesn't have time
to process his feelings.

Well, I agree, so, um...

some of the students and I
are holding a vigil tonight

for James St. Patrick.

No, you're not.

Yes, we are, in the quad.

What the fuck, Carrie?

The kid has enough heat on him as it is.

Well, exactly.

All the students know who he is.

They're already talking about it.

This is an opportunity
for him to address it.

This is a way for him to mourn,

to know he's not alone at Stansfield.

It's a safe space for him to talk.

Okay, when you gonna get it?

There's no such thing as a safe space

for a kid like Tariq.

Do you know what this is?

This is another one of your
weird bullshit power trips,

a way for you to put
his grief on display

and project your pity onto him.

And what is a kid like Tariq?

Huh? You know how he feels?

Did you even ask him what he wanted?

He said he didn't want to talk.

[JABARI] Exactly.

You need to actually listen to people,

because we are not always gonna conform

to your expectations

or whatever story you're
trying to tell yourself.

You mean like taking a person's life

and publishing it for the world to see?

You had no right.

I know that, and I am sorry.

Okay? But I cannot apologize

enough to satisfy you.

Did it ever occur to you

that I felt alone without you, Carrie?

We should just... keep this about Tariq.

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

Why'd you get me the job here

if you didn't want this to happen?

♪♪

[BASECAMP'S "ESC" PLAYING]

♪♪

♪ You stopped ♪

♪ Dead in your tracks ♪

♪ A ghost from the past ♪

♪ Had come back to play... ♪

Is Oliver here?

I don't care. Do you?

♪ A door standing red lit ♪

[OBJECTS CLATTER]

♪ You leave it to chance ♪

♪ But you're worried
'cause you'd rather go up ♪

♪ Than down ♪

♪ You never like to hear the sound ♪

♪ She makes ♪

♪ You'd rather go up than down ♪

♪ But she's still gonna give ♪

♪ And you're still gonna take it ♪

♪ Yeah, you're still gonna take it now ♪

[CARRIE MOANS]

♪ It'll all be better ♪

♪ When the clock runs out ♪

♪ Say it till it's true
say it till it's true ♪

♪♪

♪ But I don't want to feel what I felt ♪

♪ When I fell back down ♪

♪ Nothing you could do... ♪

[CARRIE] And then we
had sex in his office.

If you're gonna say that you

thought it was gonna
be different this time,

I'm gonna throw myself into traffic.

No. God, no. I...

Carrie, we talked about this.

I mean, what did you think
was gonna happen

when you helped him get the job?

I don't know.

I...

I mean, I-I-I didn't expect him
to be in my department.

He was hired in the lit department,

and then Brannon retired,

and the-the Canonical spot opened up.

I...

I guess I-I-I expected he'd moved on,

and we could be adults about it.

A-and why would you think
he's moved on if you haven't?

Because I thought I had.

How can you explain
the intense connection?

What if he's my person?

Okay, stop it,

because now you're being
the girl he put in the novel.

I know.

How can I fix this?

Besides working the steps?

As your sponsor,

I say stay away from him
as much as possible.

When you have to be with him,
only talk about work.

Avoid being close.

Never be alone together...

and never close the door.

Sex and love addiction,

it-it might be cute in your 20s, Carrie,

but is this really

what you want the rest
of your life to look like?

Man, this is so much better
than the food at school.

Thank you again.

Sure I can't get you a drink?

Nah, I'm-I'm fine. Thank you.

Pour me up, Auntie.

Ain't like I'm playing this week.

Yeah, but your ass better
be back on that court soon.

Oh, I will. Tariq's making sure of that.

Smartest nigga I know.

What are you studying?

Right now, I'm in Canonical Studies.

It's a special class, mostly,
like, literature, though.

And I got this little
art class on the side.

- What kind of art?
- Just drawing, I guess.

It was the last thing I
could put in my schedule,

- so I just did it.
- [KNOCK AT DOOR]

Who's that?

I look like Miss Cleo?

[LAUGHTER]

Cane, see who that is.

All right.

[LIGHT MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS]

♪♪

[FRANK] Surprise!

[CANE] Ah, shit. Uncle Frank!

[FRANK] How you doing?

- [CANE] 'Sup, man?
- [FRANK] Good.

Damn, Cane, look at you!

You're built like a motherfucker,

just like your pops.

What you doing here, Frank?

I thought you still had a couple years.

I got out early.

On what?

'Cause I know it wasn't good behavior.

[FRANK LAUGHS]

What's up, Dru? Zeke?

♪♪

I know you?

He's Zeke's roommate from school.

Hey, Uncle Frank.

Wow, look who grew up.

- Princess Diana.
- [DIANA CHUCKLES]

Hmm, you really filled out, huh?

What do you want, Frank?

I just need a little help, Mo.

Lorenzo said to hit you up.
He promised me.

See, that's a lie,

'cause Lorenzo ain't
promise nobody shit.

You need to go.

Oh, shit, ain't you the one
always spouting "family first"?

They don't know me out
in these streets no more.

And I know Lorenzo's
got you running things...

- [THUMPS TABLE]
- Okay, dinner's over.

Diana, get the plates.

Now!

Zeke, you been drinking.
You should spend the night.

Cane, take Tariq back to school.

Uh, Ma, I can take him.

I said what I said.

Dru, take Frank for a drink.
Talk this out.

Yes, ma'am.

Mo, come on.

[DRU] Come on, Frank.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

[CANE] Get out. You and
me gonna have to talk.

♪♪

Whatever happens in our house,
it stays in our house.

You hear me, nigga?

You don't gotta try to scare
me, Cane. I'm cool, a'ight?

Nigga, I don't fucking know you.

You seem kind of hot to me.

Not as hot as your Uncle Frank.

Hey, don't you come out your
mouth about my family, all right?

Uncle Frank's been around for a minute.

Your Uncle Frank's a fucking rat.

The fuck you say?

What, nigga, you ain't notice?

How you think he got out early,

coming in all unannounced and shit,

urgent, smiling in everybody's face?

Nigga, has he ever been that
excited to see you before?

Plus, you ain't ever heard
of a parole hearing?

That shit takes months.

If Frank was that close with your pops,

then your pops would've
known and told Monet.

But, you know, rats
get out quick and quiet

before anyone even notices.

You should know that.

♪♪

Shit, nigga.

Exactly, man. I ain't trying to have

no beef with y'all, a'ight?

Stansfield got me keeping Zeke in school

so he could play ball, and
that's what Monet wants.

Me and you, we on the same team, nigga.

We got the same goal.

I don't want Zeke's family getting hurt,

'cause if y'all get hurt, I get hurt.

You can tell your mom she don't got shit

to worry about when
it comes to me, a'ight?

Now, let's go.

♪♪

[ISAIAH] Another pillar of our community

crushed under the weight of opportunity.

Black male eyes set on our future ahead.

One shot, pop.

Now that future dead, assassinated...

You shouldn't be doing this.

You showed up.

Not for you. Is he here?

[ISAIAH CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

[CAMERA SNAPPING]

Dude, that's fucked up.
Delete that shit.

- [MAN] What's your problem?
- Get-get the fuck out of here.

[ISAIAH CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]

[CAMERA SNAPPING]

Hey, Tariq. Glad you could make it.

Your father was a very impressive man.

[UNEASY MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

[CARRIE] Tariq!

There's still time to say
something about your dad

if you want.

[CROWD MURMURING]

[BRAYDEN] Hey. Hey, Tariq.

You okay?

Yeah, bro, let's go to that party
you was telling me about.

Fuck yeah, dude. Let's go.

Get the fuck out of here.

[CAMERA SNAPPING]

- [CROWD MURMURING]
- Seriously!

♪♪

So what do you think we
should do about Frank?

Well, family first, right?

That's what you taught us.

So shouldn't we just give
him benefit of the doubt?

There's a difference
between family and blood, D.

Not everyone can be trusted.

Or did you think about
why he got out so early

and your dad ain't tell us?

No, but how do we find out?
We can't just ask him.

I can't.

He might tell you, though.

Did you see the way
he was looking at you?

That look means you have power over him.

And I want you to be able
to see what these signs are,

'cause if he's useful to us,

you gotta use any tool at your disposal.

Okay, but how do you know
he's hiding something?

[MONET] Well, think about it.

There's only one way
someone gets out that quick

- with no one knowing about it.
- [DOOR CLICKS SHUT]

♪♪

You take care of that?

Yup. Zeke was right.

Kid's smart.

- He said Uncle Frank was...
- [BOTH] A snitch.

- Tariq said that?
- [CANE] Mm-hmm.

So who do you think he snitched on?

Doesn't matter.

A snitch is a snitch.

Cane'll handle it.

But first, what else Tariq say?

Zeke.

[ZEKE SNORING]

Boy, wake up.

Tariq.

Did you ask him here tonight,
or did he ask you?

He wanted to come. What's it matter?

I need to know everything
you know about that kid.

You hear me?

I don't know anything about him.

Well, you better learn.

- [HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[BRAYDEN] Coming to you live
from Kappa Lambda Kappa.

Ooh, what do we have over here?

A pack of wild thots
in their natural habitat.

And, oh, shit, an ice luge!

Classic choice.

Now, the way an ice luge works is,

you put the alcohol
at the top so it rushes down,

and the person at the bottom
gets mouth herpes.

Hey, losers.

Y'all at home jerking off
to Skidmarks here?

Why don't you put down your cell phones

and get yourself a real girlfriend?

You ruined my fucking story, okay?

And also, Mom told you not
to fucking call me that anymore.

Yo, sorry, you-you gotta leave, Skids.

And your boyfriend too.
No Skidmarks allowed.

Yo, I'm serious. Shut the fuck up.

Oh, you're serious. Well, so am I.

Yo, Chase, we, uh... we don't
let Skidmarks in here, right?

No, Trace. We do not.

Oh, shit.

Hey, hey. You're that St. Patrick kid.

Yeah, I heard you went here.

Dude, his dad was, like,
that nightclub politician guy

who got killed by his mom.

Dude, you're, like, famous.

You guys should stay. You're chill.

Oh, shit. What's up, Scott?

Don't you have anything

we can actually have
fun with, Macklemore?

No, man. I'm all out.

[CHASE] You're always fucking out, bro.

Dude, I told you.

We could make fucking bank here.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

[COP 1] Turn that music off right now.

[MAN] You guys hear that?

[COP 1] Everybody out.

We're coming in to shut this down.

[TRACE] Yo, this is my house.

You can't come in without a warrant.

This house belongs to the university,

and it's leased by the Kappa
Lambda Kappa fraternity.

[TRACE] Dude, you're
not even a real cop.

Don't call me dude.
Please, just step aside.

Hey, what the fuck do
you think you're doing?

- Do you even know who I am?
- [COP 1] Don't touch me.

All right, you're done.

[TRACE] Oh, man.

[COP 1] Hands behind your back.

[COP 2] Everybody out. Party's over.

Hey, um, I'm sorry about that.

My brother's a fucking idiot.

I'm Brayden, and that's Trace... Weston.

Shit. Weston, like the auditorium?

Yeah, and the swimming pool.

[COP 2] Sorry, man. I didn't realize.

No, it's-it's all good.

Can you let my brother go now?

[WHISPERING] He's a Weston. Let him go.

♪♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER]

[TRACE] Let's fucking party!

[ALL CHEER]

[MUSIC RESUMES]

♪♪

[LAILA] Well, then switch a damn shift

so that you're on that schedule.

I need you to get me
a morning-after pill in here

motherfucking pronto.

Yo, who the fuck you
think you're talking to?

You seem to have forgotten
how this works, Jones.

Wait, whose fucking dick
you been riding in here?

Get me that pill in the next 56 hours,

or I'ma turn this whole
block against your ass.

And yet, Mr. MacLean, your papers allege

some sort of prosecutorial misconduct

on the part of the US Attorney's Office.

Yes, Mr. Saxe used

the New York District Attorney's
Office to trap my client

into a baseless queenpin charge.

Whoa, whoa, I didn't use

the district attorney to do anything.

Your Honor, if we put
Ms. Genevieve Sullivan

from the District Attorney's
Office under oath...

- He's gotta be kidding.
- I'm not.

I want an explanation as to why you came

to a state plea allocution

with a federal arrest
warrant in your pocket.

He's Captain Ahab with the
white whale, Your Honor.

He was never able to
get James St. Patrick,

so he staged that ridiculous circus

to turn this into a federal case.

Th-that's not prosecutorial misconduct.

It's prosecutorial discretion.

If you had any discretion,
Saxe, we might entertain that.

All right, how soon can
I hear from Ms. Sullivan?

I'll get her here.

Do it.

We'll reconvene this afternoon.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Your Honor.

[DESOLATE MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

We miss you, baby girl.

I am so glad that
you're not alone anymore.

♪♪

Ah.

Now, this is quite a production.

Tariq, how could you have
paid for something like this

when you know that Yas
and I are only scraping by?

Grandma, I didn't do any of this.

I don't even know who
any of these people are.

♪♪

He was a bright light
extinguished far too soon.

What the Lord has brought us to,

the Lord will take us through.

May God bless us all in our grief.

Thank you, Reverend.

Yes, thank you, Reverend.

We're all so very blessed

to have each other to lean on.

- Simon.
- Mr. Tate.

Ah. Good to see you, my sister.

So good to see you.

♪♪

I just came from the MCC.

Your mother's gonna deliver the eulogy,

so you're off the hook.

Why would she do that?

It's our one chance for the public

to hear her speak without
provoking a gag order

or being cross-examined on the stand.

Besides, she wants to do it,

and she's ready.

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

[REPORTER] She's here.

[REPORTERS CLAMORING]

♪♪

[YASMINE] Mommy!

[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]

[DAVIS] Oh, wait a minute.
Motherfuckers.

What are you doing? You
can't put those on her.

Look, she cannot deliver
the eulogy in shackles, okay?

It's entirely the wrong image.

Tasha, you can't stand up like this.

- But what about what we...
- No talking, inmate.

[SAXE] Oh, were you gonna
have her poison the jury pool

with some hard-luck
tale about her husband?

Guess you can't do that now, huh?

- Fuck you, Saxe.
- Oh, okay.

Wonder if we could find someone else

who'd be willing to say something.

God, you know, I feel like we could

probably find someone.

Oh, Rashad.

Of course.

I'd be more than glad

to share a few kind words
for our fallen friend.

I'm gonna do it.

I want to do it, okay, Ma? I got this.

♪♪

What are you going to say?

[SIGHS]

Hey, Tariq.

I'm your father's Uncle Gabe.

Just wanted to pay my respects.

You remind me of him so much, you know?

I don't even look like him.

No, no, no, but...

well, you're bright...

I can tell... just like he was.

He had a good heart.

For a time there, we thought
we might lose him

to the streets, you know.

Your grandfather used to say

that you go down that road,

there's only two ways
you're gonna end up:

either dead or in jail.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, everybody's got
to go eventually, right?

But he-he turned it around.

Noble, yeah.

Made us all proud,

just like I'm sure
you're gonna make him.

Am I right?

Yes, sir.

Good.

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

[ELLIOT MOSS' "99" PLAYING]

♪♪

♪ Hide all the keys
and seal our windows ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm going to war ♪

♪ Don't hold your breath
waiting for me ♪

♪ 'Cause I may never Come home ♪

♪ No, I may never come home ♪

♪♪

♪ Hide all the keys
and seal our windows ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm going to war ♪

♪ Don't hold your breath
waiting for me ♪

♪ 'Cause I may never come home ♪

♪ Leave all your bags
and head for the water ♪

♪ Chase the lies into the sea ♪

♪ Don't hold your breath
waiting for me ♪

♪ 'Cause I may never come home ♪

♪ No, I may never come home ♪

♪ 'Cause I may never come home ♪

♪ No, I may ♪

♪ Don't hold your breath
waiting for me ♪

♪ 'Cause I may never come home... ♪

Nice work.

Almost seemed like you enjoyed that.

Fuck Davis MacLean.

- [OTT] Yeah.
- Yeah, but, Steve,

I need to ask you about Jenny Sullivan

- from the DA's Office.
- Oh, shh, shh, shh.

It's starting.

Nice work.

[MACEDON] Life's trials

can be so mysterious.

♪♪

The St. Patrick family knows that.

♪♪

James came to me in his darkest hour

with one desire:

to be a better man.

God alone knows whether
we ever achieve that,

so it is in faith that we send James off

with loving tribute from
those he left behind.

♪♪

♪ Don't hold your breath
waiting for me ♪

♪ 'Cause I may never come home ♪

♪ No, I may never come home ♪

♪♪

[SIGHS]

Everyone has their own expectations

of what I should say right now.

Some people want me to stand here

and call my father a criminal,

a horrible person and a man

who didn't care about his family.

Others want me to stand here and say

that he was a symbol of hope

and possibility.

But to be honest, the truth is
way more complicated than that,

'cause my father, he
was a complicated man.

He saw his family as
a reflection of himself,

and he always did what he
thought was best for us.

And although I didn't...

agree with all of his choices,

I will say that I learned a lot

about how I want to live my own life.

He taught me lessons about...

knowing who to trust,

thinking ahead...

and finding a better way
to do just about anything.

I really thought I knew my dad.

But the truth is, you never
really know a man like him.

Somehow, I'm-I'm learning
more about him now

than I ever did when he was alive.

So I really don't know much.

But what I do know is that...

he wanted to give me the life
that he could never have.

And I'm the manifestation
of what he could never be.

♪♪

♪ One hundred men raise your heads up ♪

♪ 'Cause we're going to war ♪

♪ Open your eyes and steady your hands ♪

♪ 'Cause we may never come home ♪

♪♪

- [MARSHAL] Inmate! Inmate!
- I need currency:

a morning-after pill for another inmate.

[MARSHAL] I said no talking, bitch.

Let's go.

[TASHA SOBS] Get off of me!

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYS]

He did a good job.

Would've been better if it was Tasha.

♪♪

You understand, Ms. Sullivan,
you are under oath?

Yes, but, Your Honor,
I still don't understand

how my testimony is relevant
to the federal charges

facing Tasha Green St. Patrick.

Humor me, hmm? Mr. MacLean.

[DAVIS] Yes. Just a few questions.

Ms. Sullivan, when my client told you

the name of her accomplice, Tommy Egan,

- did you know who he was?
- No.

I did a background check

and saw he was a bad actor, for sure,

but I did not know of him.

Did you share this information

about the name of my client's accomplice

with anyone outside of your office?

Reminding you you are under oath.

I told my boss, sir.

I believe he might have
mentioned the name

to Steven Ott from the DNC.

And did Mr. Ott ask you to
vacate the plea agreement

you had with my client,

the same agreement you
and I put in writing?

No, he did not.

He told me to proceed

and to inquire as to why
Tommy Egan would've killed

James St. Patrick for
his estranged wife.

And did you know that that would result

in a federal charge against my client?

No, but when I saw Mr. Saxe showed up

and had an arrest warrant,

I knew both you and I had
been set up, Mr. MacLean.

It was a jurisdictional grab all along.

- Your Honor.
- [JENNY] If this was

a legitimate charge against your client,

they could've let us
prove the murder charge

and then proceeded
with any predicate crime

already proven in state court,

but Mr. Saxe pressured
me to offer a deal,

only to blow it up

and take the defendant
right out from under me.

Thank you, Ms. Sullivan.

Mr. Saxe, do you want to cross-examine?

Uh... no.

Do you want to explain yourself?

Your Honor, I didn't know
Mr. Ott was in communication

with Ms. Sullivan, but even if I admit

that the chain of events is odd...

More than odd, sir,

especially the part
about you forcing a deal

just to break it wide open.

Yes, Your Honor, but I can justify

federalizing this case.

I believe Tasha St. Patrick
is a queenpin.

- He has no proof.
- I do.

I'd like to call a rebuttal
witness, Your Honor...

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

... Sergeant Blanca Rodriguez.

♪♪

Sergeant Rodriguez, did we investigate

the St. Patrick family together?

Yes, and their associate, Tommy Egan.

Would you confine your answers
to yes or no, please?

Yes.

Did Tasha St. Patrick
have reason to believe

that Terry Silver might
testify against her,

against her husband,

or against their friend Tommy Egan?

I don't know what he knew about Tasha.

Just yes or no.

Yes, she thought he had information.

And when Mr. Silver went missing,

did Tasha St. Patrick
lead us to the body...

she told us where to look?

Yes, but that's not the whole story.

[SAXE] Just yes or no.

Yes.

She knew where to find the body.

But she did not commit that murder.

She's not physically capable.

Mm, okay.

So she had motive,

she knew the location of that body,

and she wasn't capable
of doing it herself.

So is it reasonable to assume
that she was involved,

possible to conclude that
maybe she ordered the hit

to shut him up?

- Yes, but...
- [SAXE] That's all, Your Honor.

[DAVIS] Your Honor, I believe

Sergeant Rodriguez has more to say.

And she will, at trial,

but this is more than enough
to indicate, Mr. MacLean,

that there is some meat on the bone here

for Mr. Saxe's case.

I'm going to deny
your motion to dismiss.

Ha.

I mean thank you, Your Honor.

But you, Mr. Saxe...

from now on, I want
everything by the book.

♪♪

You're excused, Sergeant Rodriguez.

We're done here.

♪♪

When this goes to trial,
you make sure I testify.

Tasha is no queenpin,

and Saxe is dirty as fuck.

♪♪

[KEMBA'S "NOBODY I CAN TRUST" PLAYING]

♪♪

♪ Ain't nobody I can trust ♪

♪ My niggas getting stuck ♪

♪ Cops throw 'em in a truck
lock niggas up ♪

♪ Circle getting smaller every day ♪

♪ Life getting shorter every day ♪

♪ Ain't nobody I can trust ♪

♪ My niggas getting stuck ♪

♪ Cops throw 'em in a truck
lock niggas up ♪

♪ Circle getting smaller every day ♪

♪ Life getting shorter every day ♪

- ♪ Ain't nobody I can trust ♪
- [GUNSHOTS]

♪ My niggas getting stuck ♪

♪ Cops throw 'em in a truck
lock niggas up ♪

♪ Circle getting smaller every day ♪

[SAW WHIRS]

♪ Life getting shorter every day ♪

♪ I got 20/20 eyesight
but in hindsight ♪

♪ Tell my brothers get your mind right ♪

♪ Just survive life ♪

♪ Niggas modernize crime ties ♪

♪ It's the zeitgeist ♪

♪ Bank linked to your timeline ♪

♪ What's the Wi-Fi? ♪

♪ Innocent I swear I'm innocent ♪

♪ For my own benefit ♪

♪ It's mind control ♪

♪ As soon as God forgive me
I'ma sin again ♪

♪♪

♪ Ain't nobody I can trust ♪

♪ My niggas getting stuck ♪

♪ Cops throw 'em in a truck
lock niggas up ♪

♪ Circle getting smaller every day ♪

♪ Life getting shorter every day ♪

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

[TARIQ] Oh, what's up?

Um, Zeke's not here.

I know.

Cane said you knew my
Uncle Frank was a snitch.

I wanted to ask you how.

What, Monet send you?

Nah. I was impressed.

You got game.

You know, when you know
what you're looking for,

people are easier to read
than a fucking PDF.

[LAUGHS] That's a
college-ass joke, nigga.

[TARIQ] No, but, um...
can I ask you something?

What's up?

You have a way of
talking to your father?

Why?

Do you think he could get
something to my mom inside?

I'ma need you to hide it in a book.

[HIP-HOP MUSIC PLAYS]

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

- Where you been?
- Stansfield.

And I know something you don't.

Tariq's mom needs a friend inside.

He asked if I can get her
a morning-after pill.

[MONET] Hmm.

I can work with that.

♪♪

- [BUZZER BLARES]
- [GUARD] Lights out, ladies.

♪♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

♪♪

[LINE TRILLS]

♪♪

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

♪♪

[TARIQ] Hello?

[SIGHING] Oh.

[LAUGHS]

- Tariq, how did you do this?
- Ma?

[TASHA] Baby, what you did today...

I am so proud of you.

But I need to know,

how are you paying for Davis, 'Riq?

Because I can't have you out there,

- getting yourself into trouble.
- Ma, listen.

Remember how Ghost always used to say

there's only two ways
drug dealers end up:

dead or in jail?

Well, I think I found another way.

[NVY JONEZ LKR'S "IT'S ALRIGHT" PLAYING]

♪ Couple battle scars we gon' die hard ♪

♪ Frequent flights cruising
through the ozone... ♪

[CANE] Shit.

♪ I'm a Braveheart ♪

♪ You fucking bastards
never take my mojo ♪

♪ Overseas signing boobs
bitches catching seizures ♪

♪ Swear I planned this
all from the bleachers ♪

♪ No features ♪

♪ Shades and monsters
pills and sponsors ♪

♪ Rock and roll and sex partners ♪

♪ The fame is heartless ♪

♪ Try and spread some knowledge ♪

♪ Pop, pop you sparkless ♪

♪ But music feeds the soul
so I'ma eat regardless ♪

Blue Label.

What do you want?

Cane'll be back soon.

[LAUGHS] Can't bring you a present

without getting the third degree?

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS]

♪♪

Snitch papers?

Frank Castillo went missing today.

You know anything about that?

Well, shit, if he was a snitch,

it could've been anybody, right?

So why the fuck do you let a snitch

come up in my crib without warning?

These papers don't do shit for me now.

Neither does that bullshit bottle.

Hey, come on. Why you
gotta be like that?

Because you coming up in my house,

telling me how you gonna give me

more than Lorenzo, and
you ain't protecting me.

I just found out.

You think I'd let that happen if I knew?

Mo, I swear, I got you.

How can I prove it to you?

Fine.

I'll give you a chance
to redeem yourself.

What can you find out for me

on a kid named Tariq St. Patrick?

[KALEB MITCHELL'S "OUT THE MUD" PLAYING]

♪ Yeah, they said I couldn't
do this, so I did it ♪

♪ I ain't had no option but to get it ♪

♪ I been ten toes down
since the beginning ♪

♪ Got it out the mud
now I'm winning, ay ♪

♪ I done got a lot of people
in they feelings lately ♪

♪ Numb to the bull, you ain't
gotta feel me, baby ♪

♪ Suckers talk like they want beef ♪

♪ But it's all gravy ♪

♪ Stay inside your lane ♪

♪ Don't let this get R-rated ♪

♪ Hey, young Kruger I might pop out ♪

♪ When y'all least expect it ooh ♪

♪ Why you didn't sign? ♪

♪ Hell, I'm trying to keep
my records, ooh ♪

♪ Please try to name somebody ♪

♪ That's been this consistent ♪

♪ Put a hundred up ♪

♪ And I came back with zero misses ♪

♪ Back to, back to, back to ♪

♪ Back to, back to,
back to back on y'all ♪

♪ For every rat up in the kitchen ♪

♪ I need plaques up on the wall, ay ♪

♪ Young bull went and
turned into the man ♪

♪ We ain't have no AC ♪

♪ Homey, I was really rapping
to them fans when they ♪

♪ Yeah, they said I couldn't
do this, so I did it ♪

♪ I ain't have no option but to get it ♪

♪ I been ten toes down
since the beginning ♪

♪ Got it out the mud
now I'm winning, ay ♪

♪ Know that I was gon' be
more than a statistic ♪

♪ Five-oh look at me like
just another nigga ♪

♪ My whole life I saw the stares ♪

♪ I heard them whispers ♪