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(calm hip-hop music)

- Excuse me?

I'm sorry, excuse me?

You have this marked for 20, but it's cracked.

I'll give you $10.

- That's a half a tank of gas.

I'll take it.

- Deal.

Where you headed?

- Los Angeles.

- Oh really? Why?

- To be the person I was meant to be.

- Okay.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome. Thank you.

(calm hip-hop music)

- Shit!

Your new owner won't mind.

(door creaking)

Perfect.

* Yeah *

* Always dreamed about this moment, man *

* Good life *

* I've been there before the sunrise *

* Meditating on these dollar signs *

* I'm just trying to get mine *

* Speeding off with feeling *

* That I made it to that good life *

* I made a promise to my mama *

* That we gonna have a good life *

* I said that we gonna have a good life *

* I've been up before the sunrise *

* Yeah *

* Meditating on these dollar signs *

* I'm just trying to get mine *

* Yeah *

* Speeding off with a feeling *

* That I'm headed to that good life *

* Yeah *

* I made a promise to my mama *

* That we gonna have a good life *

* I said that we gonna have a good life *

- [GPS] Keep right.

- I did it. I really did it.

Yes!

- [GPS] Keep right to continue on welcome center place.

Then turn left.

Keep right.

- Bleak.

- Sir?

- What did you title this?

- Love.

- What is there a love about this?

It's dark, lacks depth and skill,

and frankly gives me more hate than love.

- Love is my name, Professor.

- What?

- It's a portrait of me so I named it after me.

- Even worse.

Until you learn the definition of art...

- The expression of human, creative skill and imagination.

Typically in a physical form such as painting

or sculpture, producing works appreciated

for their beauty or emotional.

- Not from Google!

From your heart.

Until you learn the definition art

from the root of your need,

you will never be an artist.

Just some sad little girl with a paintbrush.

- [GPS] Welcome to Georgia.

(calm music)

(car rumbling)

(calm music continues)

- Did I kill us?

- Not yet.

- Ouch.

- Wait, wait. Let me help you.

- You're nice.

I'm sorry I almost killed you.

- You got yourself pretty good.

- Oh, I know it.

Why were you on the road anyways?

- [Nasada] Long story.

- Miss Sinclair.

- [Love] Yes.

- How are you feeling?

- Well if you wanna know the truth,

I feel pretty damn lousy.

Are you one of the ones that got me out?

- I am.

- Thank you.

- Miss Sinclair, they got something to ask you.

- Okay.

- Miss Sinclair, we found a controlled substance

in your vehicle.

Yeah, marijuana to be clear.

- Did you have a warrant?

- Excuse me ma'am.

When there's been a vehicle accident with injuries,

we don't need no warrant to search your vehicle.

It is our discretion.

- And you are?

- Nasada Brody. Love's fiance.

Here's my medical marijuana card.

I have fibromyalgia

and have been licensed to carry marijuana at all times.

- You weren't even in the car, Ms.

Brody.

- And?

- And why would your medication be

in a car that you're not in?

- If you must know all of our business,

Love and I got into a fight in the car.

I can be a bit disrespectful at times

and tonight I went overboard.

In the midst of my rage, I jumped out the car.

And my lovely fiance here was disheveled

as she tried to knock some sense into me.

She was upset, I was in the way and here we are.

Any more questions?

- Hmm. Hmm - Yeah. We'll be in touch.

- Thanks officers.

Well we'll be heading out of town,

soon as Love is able.

Nurse, when will that be?

- I'm gonna get started on your paperwork right now.

- You have about an hour or so to get back to me.

- Take your time.

- I see you finally doing your job.

- Part of my job is just to make sure that...

- To get the druggie girl

and her dyke fiance out your clinic, right?

- I didn't mean to offend you.

- I got you.

(bike bell ringing)

- Love!

(Love yelling)

- Love! Baby, are you okay?

- I can't see you, Mommy. Am I dead?

- No sweetie. No sweetie.

(calm hip-hop music)

- I got you.

I got you.

- I won't let you fall.

Can I help you with something?

- Oh, I'm sorry.

I just think how you care for her is so beautiful.

I wish there were more couples like you two.

- Yeah, sure.

- Take care.

- [Love] Hey!

- [Nasada] Hey.

- Where are you going?

- Well, before you tried to kill me, I was headed somewhere.

- It wasn't anywhere fast.

- It was somewhere other than here.

- Are you hungry?

- Maybe.

- I mean, I still have to go get my car

but it's the least I can do.

- 'Cause I saved your ass?

- Not hungry?

- Nah sis. You eating enough for both of us.

You haven't eaten in a while?

- Kind of.

Things have been a little weird for me lately.

- Why, Miss Love Sinclair?

- Well my daddy died a few months ago

and he was all I had left.

- I'm sorry.

- Don't be.

My daddy was amazing.

I was blessed until he died.

- So, where are you headed?

- Los Angeles.

- California?

- The only one.

- For what?

- I'm an artist.

Well, I wanna be.

I had to get outta Charlotte to prove to myself

and to the world that my talent was enough.

- This is breathtaking.

- I call it "Love".

- Nah, I call it beautiful.

- Oh shoot.

- It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

(humming)

- You have a beautiful voice.

- You can tell all that from a hum?

- I'm musically inclined like that.

So wait, is that what you are?

Some kind of rebel singer walking your way to fame?

- That's exactly what I am.

- What?

- I'm a singer.

- No, I get that part.

I'm talking about the walking your way to fame.

- What about it?

- Was I right?

- I'm in a band and we were headed west

but one of the guys thought I was his.

- And?

- I got the fuck off the bus and they left me.

Look, I don't need no band to show the world who I am.

I just need me, my angels and my guitar.

Which reminds me,

I need to get to the Greyhound before I miss my audition.

Miss Love Sinclair, it's been a pleasure.

Thank you so much.

I'll never forget this.

Good luck.

- Do you need a ride?

- To the Greyhound?

- No, to Los Angeles.

That's what you meant when you said

you were going west, right?

- I can't ask that of you.

- No, but I can offer it.

I got you.

- You don't even know me.

Are you sure you wanna travel all

the way to California with me?

- Are you sure that you wanna go all the way

to California with me?

- The hell?

Your ass really can't drive, can you?

- I'm good.

- Yeah, good and tired. Pull over.

- You were just asleep.

- And so were you.

Love!

- Yes?

- Pull over. You got two minutes.

- Ah!

- You got zero minutes.

Pull this damn car over right now.

- I just did that so that I could keep myself up.

- You were right.

- About?

- This drive all the way to California man.

You about to stress me out.

(calm hip-hop music)

(calm hip-hop music continues)

(calm hip-hop music continues)

Good morning.

- Where are y'all headed?

- Los, away from here.

- Well we heard y'all singing.

- Yeah.

- Baby, looky here.

- What'd you find, baby?

- A guitar.

What are you, a music group?

(strumming guitar)

- Yep.

(couple laughing)

- Did you hear that, baby?

Theys a music group.

- Oh baby, I heard. Nigger singers.

- Give us a concert.

- Oh I'm working on it baby.

- You don't want us here.

We get it. We'll go.

- Now listen here.

- All we wanna do is hear you sing.

- I ain't singing shit.

- What you say to me, baby?

- I said I ain't singing shit.

- Ah, she's a cocky nigger, huh?

- Yeah.

- Unless you plan on killing us,

I suggest that just be the last time you call

me a nigger and let us go.

- Baby.

- We just gonna let him be, baby.

- But, no, baby. - There ain't no butts

about it, I said we gonna let him be.

- Well, why? I wanna hear 'em sing.

- Sh.

* Oh *

* Feel your soul on earth *

* I just know my worth *

* I got it from the dirt *

* Fuck it, gonna hustle for mine *

* Gotta grind it out before you can shine, yeah *

* Been a soul on earth *

* Been this way since birth *

* Today I lay my hurts *

* Struggle was apart of the plan *

* With my team, I'm by myself I'ma stand *

* Stand up *

* Always knew I was a standup *

* If my niggas fall *

* Don't hesitate to put your hand up *

* Stand us *

* Yeah, these haters, they can't stand us *

* How you so respected, so laid back *

* Aint gotta do much *

* Relentless *

* In this game until I win it *

* Even with my L's, don't be at peace until I finish *

* Its in me *

* Its not on me, its what's in me *

- Hey. - Hey.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

- You sure?

- Yeah.

- Your energy is weird.

- Isn't yours?

- It happens to me all the time.

- Really?

- No, but I've dealt my share of racist dick heads

before traveling across the south.

- My daddy always said that one thing

a white man couldn't stand was a strong black woman.

- Sound like your daddy was a smart man.

- What was I thinking?

- What do you mean?

- I'm out here alone.

A woman, a black woman.

The most unprotected species in the world.

- What you were thinking was

you'd do something for yourself,

and as a reward, God gave you me.

- That's cute. But I don't believe in God.

- Whether you believe in God or not,

God just saved your ass.

So thank him.

(Love laughing)

- Seriously?

- Yes.

- But I don't believe...

- Thank him.

Say thank.

- Thank.

- You. - You.

- God. - Universe.

(laughing)

- Got seven more states to this. Can you believe that?

Thank you God.

(slow R&B music)

* God bless me *

* God bless me *

* Never He brought you *

* Never He brought you *

* My way *

* My way *

* Listen as I sing *

* God bless me *

* Yeah *

* Never He brought you *

* Never He brought you *

* Brought you my way, my way *

* Da-Da-Da Do-da-da-da-da *

* Angel wings *

* Beautiful things *

* Oh what joy *

* His love brings *

* Oh, whether it's fall or spring *

* Fall or spring baby *

* Can't you feel it *

* Can't you hear it *

* When the bell start to ring *

* Oh, God bless me *

* God bless me *

* Never He brought you *

* Never He brought you *

* Brought you my way, my way, my way *

* God bless me *

* God bless me *

* Never He brought you *

* Never He brought you *

* Brought you my way *

* Da-Da-Da Do-da-da-da-da *

* I thank you God *

* Thank you God *

* For all you've done *

* All you've done *

* From the shining moon light *

* To the burning sun, oh *

* Bring what may *

* Few rainy days may come *

* As long as you know baby *

* Your my only one, yeah *

* God bless me *

* God bless me *

* Never He brought you *

* Never He brought you * * Brought you my way baby *

* Oh yeah *

* God bless me *

* Whenever He brought you *

* Brought you my way, my way, my way, my way *

* God, don't you know He blessed me *

* Whenever He brought you *

* Brought you, brought you, brought you *

* My way, my way, my way, my way *

* God bless me *

* Whenever He brought you *

* Brought you my way, baby *

* Oh *

* God bless me *

* Whenever He brought you *

* My way *

* Hey *

* Yeah *

* Angel wings *

* Beautiful things *

* Oh, what joy *

* His love brings *

- So, what's your plan when you get to LA?

- To make it.

(Nasada strumming guitar)

- Isn't that everybody's plan?

- [Love] What?

- To make it?

- Yeah.

- So what's your plan, Love?

(strumming guitar)

What does your heart say?

- [Love] It doesn't.

- Why not?

You ever been in love?

- No.

- [Nasada] Why not?

- Just not something I was interested in.

- So you're saying you're not interested right now?

- How would that even be possible?

- [Nasada] Are we not here?

- In Las Vegas?

- In life.

- I'm not a lesbian, Nasada.

- I didn't ask if you were.

- But wouldn't I have to be to fall in love with you?

- No.

Love is not based on gender.

It's based on love, Love.

All you have to do is be open and love will come to you.

- What does love do for what I need?

- You mean what we need.

- Nasada.

- I know one thing to be true.

Two of anything is better than one of nothing.

Two people in love in Los Angeles

following a dream, it's way better

than one person alone, scared and hoping for a dream.

* Take your time *

* We ain't got to rush this thing we got tonight *

* Babe, I've got let you know *

* I can't do this all on my own *

* Take off my gloves *

* Do as you told *

* I'm gonna put on show *

* Baby, won't you look me *

* Don't take your eyes off my little body *

* Feel me up *

* Because I can't get enough *

* Of the way you're sexing me *

* Honey, I've been *

* Over here lusting *

* Trying to get a a little loving *

* Oh, we get to kissing and touching, oh *

* Baby, baby, baby, take your time *

* Take your time *

* We aint got to rush this thing we got tonight *

* Honey, I've been *

* Over here lusting *

* Trying to get a little loving *

* Oh, we get to kissing and touching, oh *

* Touching, oh *

* Baby, baby, baby take your time *

* Take your time *

* We aint got to rush this thing we to tonight *

* Oh, baby, baby, baby * (Love sighing)

* Take your time *

- What's wrong?

- What happens now?

- With?

- This.

- Depends on what this is.

- That's what I'm trying to figure out.

- Love, I wanna be in love with you

and I wanna support your dreams

and I want you to support mine.

- I don't even know you.

- That wasn't an issue last night

and it wasn't an issue when you invited me into your car.

- How do I know I can trust you?

- How do I know I can trust you?

- You don't.

- Seems like we both got something to worry about.

- Listen, I've never done anything like this before,

and everything I touch, I fuck up.

- The first rule of being my woman

is to not talk negatively about yourself.

- I was just being honest.

- The second rule is be honest,

but be honest with yourself first.

- I don't know what comes with all of this,

on top of not knowing anything about LA.

Nasada, I'm scared.

- You didn't come all this way to be scared.

Ain't no turning back now.

- Aren't you scared?

- I'm ready.

And that's far more dangerous than being scared.

- How could you love me?

- I knew when you took a chance on me,

I knew I needed to take a chance on you.

Neither of us know what we're doing here,

but if we do it together,

it's a lot better at handling it for both of us.

Okay?

Love.

Will you be my girlfriend?

(upbeat music)

* What's up, what's up with your frown *

* Make up, make up with me now *

* Kiss up, kiss up *

* You know how *

* I like it when you chew it with your mouth *

* Oh *

* I'm dreaming bout the things you love to do *

* To make me feel a way *

* Oh baby, ooh *

* Can't nobody fuck me like you do *

* Showing me these things I never knew *

* Stole my soul *

- [Nasada] OMG, babe, look.

It's the Hollywood sign.

- [Love] Oh wow. It's beautiful.

- [Nasada] It's everything I would imagine it to be.

- This is our time in our city.

(car door shutting)

(car honking)

- Calm down.

We are in LA not on TV.

Get your silly ass hit out here.

- What if we, like, see famous people in here?

- If we do, don't act like it.

- Hi.

Welcome to DB's Cajun Kitchen.

Is you staying or leaving?

- Staying or leaving?

- Mm-hm.

- Staying.

- Okay. Follow me.

- Staying or leaving?

- Enjoy.

- This has been a hell of a trip.

Like, I couldn't have even imagined anything like this.

- Yeah.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

- You're seeming a little off.

- I wanted to die before I met you.

When that car came, I thought

it was God answering my prayers.

But here I am,

in LA following my dreams 'cause of you.

- We're together now, you don't have to think like that.

And you're in LA because of you.

We're just here for us.

- I'm a loner, Love.

I spent 29 years on this earth alone.

- We're in a relationship.

How are you in a relationship alone?

- It's just how things always are.

- What about your family?

- What about 'em?

- How are you alone in this world with a family?

- My dad died. I was just six months old.

My mom, I was four.

Nobody wanted me,

so I raised myself.

And disappointment after disappointment

after disappointment.

Man, that shit just gets old quick.

- Who disappointed you?

- Life disappointed me.

It's not enough talent in the world

to fill the void I have by being alone.

How are we even gonna survive out here?

- I don't know either, but we will.

- How are we even gonna pay for this meal, Love?

I don't have no more money.

This was stupid.

- We will be fine.

- You find anything yet?

- No.

- All I'm finding in the budget are hostiles.

- What's a hostile?

- Have you seen the hostile movies?

- No.

- Good.

Hostiles are places for people

that like to backpack and stay in places for cheap.

Kind of like an adult dorm.

- Do you have to share a bathroom?

- And room in most places.

- That sounds fun.

- Are you serious?

- Yes, like, I think staying in a hostile hotel thing

is, like, the perfect way to start this journey.

- Just hostile, not hostile hotel.

- Same thing.

(calm hip-hop music)

- Shit.

- This is a really nice place, right?

- Yeah, real nice.

(door creaking)

I'll be damned, no roommates.

- Look Love.

I know this isn't good as the house

you had with your mother, but I promise you

we're gonna get something better.

(calm hip-hop music)

- It's okay, Daddy. It's perfect.

- You're right, baby.

(calm hip-hop music)

(calm hip-hop music continues)

- It's perfect.

- That was a lot of work.

- You wouldn't by chance know how

to fix a broken pipe, would you?

- We need a plan.

- I thought we had one.

- Coming to LA with a hope and a wish is not a plan.

It's a dream.

We need something tangible.

- Okay, like what?

- What do you want?

- Huh?

- What do you want to be when you grow up, Love?

- An artist.

- That does what?

- Makes a living off of people loving her art.

- And how are you going to attain that?

- By getting my work into galleries

so that high end art dealers can see it.

- And how are you going to do that?

- What's with the quiz?

- Faith without work is dead.

- What?

- It's in the Bible, the book of James to be exact.

It means you work hard

as if you believe something is already yours.

- Okay?

- So, how are you gonna get in the galleries?

- I'm going to walk in and demand they take me serious?

- Yes!

You make them believe they need you.

- Okay. Okay.

So, okay, what do you want?

- To be the next Tina Turner.

- And how do you go about doing that?

- I'm going to sing to every record label

until someone lets me in.

- Okay, and then once they let you in, then what?

- I'm going to show them

that I am who they've been looking for

their entire careers to discover.

* Oh *

* I'm hustling *

* Coming from the ghetto *

* Where they thugging *

* Aint playing no games *

* Aint busing *

* Going for it all or its nothing *

* I'm hustling *

* Coming from the ghetto *

* Where they thugging *

* Aint playing no games, they busing *

* Going for it all or its nothing *

* Its survival of the fittest *

- I belong here.

Excuse me?

- Can I assist you with something?

- My name is Love Sinclair.

(Nasada playing guitar)

(watchers clapping and cheering)

- You do know this is private property, right?

- Yes.

- So what are you doing?

- What does it look like I'm doing?

- Do you know who I am?

- No.

But I assume someone that can help me achieve my goal.

- Which is what?

- To get in there

and show them how much I deserve to be on their roster.

- What makes you think that you have what it takes

to get through those doors and execute?

- The fact that you're still standing here talking to me.

(Love sighing)

- Uncomfortable?

- Just adjusting.

- Hmm.

Interesting.

- You love them, right?

- No.

- [Love] No?

- No.

Have you seen the work we have here in the gallery?

- Yes.

- And what makes you think homosexual erotica

is something that would fit?

- With all due respect,

you have a painting of a naked black lady

in the front of the gallery.

What's the difference?

- Taste! Taste.

You think this is tasteful?

I would never, ever hang this in my gallery.

Take this.

That is not art. That is sick fantasy.

And I will not be the one to showcase it to the world.

Get out of my office.

- Thank you ma'am. Have a nice day.

(Nasada playing and singing indistinctly)

- So?

- You know everything. Why don't you tell me?

- You love it.

Siwan already has an idea for my single.

And all I need you to do is negotiate a deal

for me so we can get started.

- Hmm.

- Wow.

Where'd you find her?

- On the doorstep this morning.

Kinda on the whim. Am I right?

- Nasada, on that you are right.

- We gonna be pretty close very soon.

So you can either shake my hand now or later,

but you will shake my hand eventually.

- [Siwan] I like her already.

- Rachel, can you get the executives

into my conference room?

- Yes Ms. Her.

(hip-hop music)

(traffic rumbling)

* So I stay sky high *

* Gonna sit up on my ass, letting time pass by *

* They see my intuition and they wonder why *

* I'm blessed all up *

* That's why I'm always up *

* Yeah, yeah *

* I'm blessed, now look *

* That's why I'm always up *

* Yeah, yeah *

* I'm blessed, now look *

* That's why I'm always up, yeah *

* Stay blessed, low stress *

* How my life can be a mess *

* The punches life keep throwing *

* I just take him to the test *

* God keep passing out his test *

* I give my all and nothing less *

* When shit was bad, I thugged it out *

* So now they see me as a threat *

* I'm hearing Jay be doing this *

* I'm hearing Josh doing that *

* He struck out once again *

* But yet he step up just to bat *

* Was always giving lemons *

* Nothing sweet and that's a fact *

* Make something out of nothing *

* Some people happen under slack *

* Something through it all, keep your head up *

* Yo, we in the slums *

* Keep your faith 'cause God will fan us *

* One day you find your purpose out the hood *

* 'Cause you get fed up *

* Tired of niggas dying *

* And seeing people out they handcuffs *

* A product of the hood *

* Well legit I'm living good *

(ice cream truck jingle playing in distance)

- Sir?

Sir?

Have you eaten?

- Mm.

(calm hip-hop music)

(phone ringing)

- Come on, babe.

We need some help.

We in a bad way out here in these streets.

Got your daughter with you, you know that

it's our daughter.

Your daughter too.

You just go do us like this?

Say something to your mommy.

- I really miss you.

- Come on girl.

(calm hip-hop music)

(calm hip-hop music continues)

- You remind me of my dad.

- I have a daughter?

- I'm sure she misses you.

Take care of yourself

and wish me luck.

- Good luck.

(calm hip-hop music)

- Wow.

- Oh, hello queen. Do you need any assistance?

- I'm looking for the gallery director.

- You found him. Abi Wilson.

- Ah, Love Sinclair.

And I would love to be in consideration

for exhibition here at your gallery.

- Oh, you're an artist?

- I am.

- Splendid.

Come.

I'll show you my work and then you can show me yours.

Okay, look here, tell me what you think about this painting.

What do you think?

- Wow.

- The hell. You okay?

- Shit!

- You okay?

- I'm sorry, Sada. Did I wake you?

- Of course not. I don't sleep.

What'd you hit?

- The fucking bed.

Whoa! Your language.

How was your day?

(Love sobbing)

- I can't do this.

- Do what?

- This.

This was dumb.

- You wanna clue me in?

- I don't have art.

- What do you have?

- I don't know.

According to the old white lady

at the fancy gallery, I have filth.

And according to the woke black guy at the other gallery,

I have potential but I haven't tapped into my heart yet

to exude the artist inside.

- He said, what?

- I don't fucking know.

- I just woke up, so

lemme make sure I'm understanding.

You went to two galleries today.

One hoe said you ain't it.

And the other dude said you ain't got it?

So you just going with that?

- What is it?

- You, the artist! You supposed to fucking know, Love.

- You're not helping Nasada.

- Love, get your feelings off your sleeve and listen, okay?

First of all, everything ain't gonna always go your way.

Second of all, there are hundreds

of art galleries in Los Angeles,

and you took the opinion of two motherfuckers and gave up?

- I didn't give up.

- "I can't do this. I don't have art."

- That's not giving up.

- Sounds to me like you did.

And frankly, I don't want to hear it.

Sounds like you just ain't trying.

- Why are you so cold?

- Why are you so soft?

- So that's it?

- I mean, it is what it is.

- What about you? How was your day?

Like, I haven't seen you all day.

So you say all of this to me and then you go back to sleep?

- Unlike you, I didn't take a no.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- I gotta deal at a record company.

See, that's what happens

when you don't take no as an option.

You're so fucking disappointing, Love.

I'm going back to sleep.

(hip-hop music)

* No *

* Seems like the worlds getting colder *

* Like the whole worlds on my shoulders *

* Trying to be the best I can be *

* I might cry, but no folding *

* 'Cause they don't know the purpose in me *

* All this truth that I'm holding *

* 'Cause I got my sword and my shield *

* Something like a certified soldier *

* It's okay that they don't understand *

* They don't know *

* They don't know *

* They don't know *

* They don't know about you, love *

* They don't know *

* They don't know *

* They don't know *

* Don't know *

* They don't know *

* They don't know *

* They don't know *

* They don't even know *

* They don't know *

* They don't know *

* They don't know *

* The power we hold *

* So pick yourself up off that ground *

* Gloves on, buckle up for another ride *

* 'Cause oppression * * May be pressing *

* Depression * * May be present *

* But it'll never hold the free man down *

* You got a room full of treasure *

* That you've never seen *

* I'm not just talking 'bout other things *

* You got confidence *

* Intelligence *

* And swagger *

- [Nasada] Why you sitting in here in the dark?

- What do I need light for?

- You a little dramatic, much.

(Love sighing deeply)

- "Bold and the Beautiful".

- What?

- "Young and the Restless".

- Why are you...

- Ah, I got it.

"As the World Turns".

- Why are you naming soap operas?

- You must be preparing for an audition

with that dramatic ass sigh you just gave.

- Maybe I need more than just a moment of your time.

- And why would you deem that necessary?

- Because I need you.

- Love, if there's,

if this is about your lack of luck

finding a gallery, I don't have the mental capacity, okay?

- So is that what this is?

- [Nasada] What?

- Us.

- What does this have to do with us?

- Who's holding me down while I'm holding you down?

- So you think sitting here and waiting

for your daytime Emmy is holding me down?

If you wanna hold me down,

change the energy of this room

so I can go in the studio tomorrow with a clean slate.

- I'm supposed to be your woman, Nasada, be here for me!

- If you wanna be my woman, grow a backbone

and change your situation.

'Cause I'm not gonna do it for you.

Just get outta here, man.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- Uh, so you guys don't hear that?

So you're both gonna look me in my face

and tell me you don't hear somebody tapping.

- Damn, ma.

- [Kristen] Oh, I forgot I sent you

to get something to drink.

My assistant was late.

- Sorry.

- Yeah, no problem.

- So, you're the phenom they're calling Nasada.

- No, I'm actually the anomaly that was born Nasada.

(upbeat hip-hop music)

- Hmm.

Mm-hm.

Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm, hmm.

Hmm.

(Love sighing)

Hmm.

- So.

- Hmm.

You know what I find interesting

about black lesbian erotica?

- Black lesbian erotica?

- Yes.

- That's what you see?

- That's what it is.

Do you wanna know?

The passion?

- Passion? - Black people, yes.

Black people have a passion

that just doesn't come across in white work.

These are poor representations of the human body.

White, pale, plain.

Sensual enough, but still bland.

- Is this supposed to be a compliment?

Because I think I'm like a couple

of comments away from being offended.

- How about a show.

- My own show?

- One night only.

Love Sinclair in the essence of Art.

(Love sobbing) Uh, okay.

The title could use some work, but what's wrong?

- That's not it.

Thank you.

That is amazing of you.

- Yes.

Yes, Love Sinclair.

- [Driver] Love?

- That's me.

- [Driver] Hop in.

- [Radio Host] All new people on the radio.

Y'all know what time it is.

- [Radio Host 2] Yo, y'all won't believe

who we got in the building!

Manifest Record's hottest, Alana Snoh.

- [Alana] Thank you.

- [Radio Host 2] That's not all, we have the legendary...

- Do you mind?

- Oh no, it's fine.

- [Radio Host 2] All right. All right.

And last but not least, we have

the beautiful new face.

- [Love] Where's that coming from?

- I turned my radio on.

- [Nasada] Nasada.

- That's my girlfriend. Can you turn it up?

- Yeah, that's it.

- Ah, nah. Come on, man.

Every press release coming from

that building has your name on it.

Frankly, I'm intrigued like a motherfucker.

- Me too. What they saying?

- Okay, well let's read one.

Nasada is the beautiful face Tina wish she had,

the confidence that Chaka Khan had

and the vocals that Whitney lost.

- Sounds about right.

- Oh, snap talk that ish.

- [Radio Host] Talk that ish.

- Damn, she cocky.

Siwan, sis, what you gonna do with this?

- We're about to drop Alana's new single featuring Nasada.

And I promise you ain't heard fire like these two together.

- Okay. Okay.

Well what, you about to hand it to me now or something?

- Nah.

- Ah. Talk that ish.

Damn.

All right. All right.

Well come on Siwan.

Don't tease my fans like that, all right?

- Can I say something?

- [Radio Host 2] Come on, come on.

Say something with your fine ass.

Alana Snoh, y'all.

- Nasada is the dream lover Mariah Carey sung about

and the daydream Aretha couldn't live without.

- Oh snap, let me tell you something.

The chemistry in here between Nasada and Alana,

got it hot up in this studio.

I'm excited to hear this new single.

Golly, Siwan, stop playing, dog.

"Your Girl", That's the name of the single?

- [Nasada] Yep.

- [Alana] Fire.

- Oh, snap.

All right, y'all, we know Alana's love status.

- Do we?

- Hell yeah.

From from Rihanna to Kehlani,

you pulling the baddest bitches in the game.

And if the TMZ rumors are right, you pulling some dudes too.

- Yeah, the rumors are true. Yeah.

What you heard, that's true. Yeah.

I fuck him, and you, yeah.

If you believe I do that.

- Oh, okay. Shout out to Lizzo.

Shout out to Lizzo for that one.

Nasada!

Come on, let's get the audience buzzing.

Come on.

First and foremost.

- What's up?

- So what team you batting?

All right, ladies, men, what's up?

- Whichever your girl like.

- Oh! Okay.

Talk that ish.

That's fair. Hey, hey, hey.

Plug the song up. Plug the song up.

I have it queued up as we speak.

Well, tell me this then.

Who you going home to?

- Nobody.

I'm free and single.

I let the music do the talking for me.

- [Radio Host 2] Oh, snap.

- Girlfriend. Huh?

Sounds more like a celebrity crush to me.

- [Radio Host 2] All right, Nasada. She single and free.

Without further ado, the world premiere of "Your Girl",

featuring the beautiful and mysterious Nasada.

* It's giving stop drop and roll *

* 'Cause I'm on fire *

(indistinct yelling)

- There is no excuse for this.

- I didn't do nothing.

- Are you fucking serious Nasada?

- Yeah.

- So you're gonna stand here in my face

and tell me that nothing that happened today was wrong?

- Yeah.

(Love yelling)

Why are you screaming?

- You think I'm stupid, don't you?

- Sure.

- No, seriously, you think I'm fucking dumb, huh?

- Love, I said, sure.

- Don't patronize me.

- I don't know what you want me to say.

- Tell me that you fucked up!

- No.

- But you did.

- I did nothing.

(Love yelling)

(Love's parents arguing simultaneously)

- High and dry.

Well, you know what?

I am out of here.

You know what, 'cause I can the money.

(both arguing simultaneously)

I thought about it and I'm done!

I can't do this!

(both arguing simultaneously)

(Love's mother yelling)

- Stop!

- You know nothing about my business.

And you clearly know nothing about what it takes to make it.

You think you know everything Love,

and you know nothing.

If you wanna keep this,

and I'm talking about me,

I suggest you get some understanding.

And I mean find that shit real quick.

Don't wait up for me, Love.

Man, whatever. I don't even care.

(door shutting)

* My girl, she be so regal *

* I'm a king looking for queens *

* Oh there she goes *

* Tip, tip toe around the subject *

* You ain't did it *

* Say my name and the girls be acting skittish *

* No time to play because I'm out here nation building *

* Its a shame you think the hood should be your village *

- I'm thinking we put the largest painting here.

That way people have to be in the gallery a while

before they see the last piece.

Hello?

Did you hear me?

- I'm sorry. What?

- You haven't heard a word I said?

- No.

- Weren't you standing right where we're standing now?

- Yeah, um.

Yeah, I'm sorry, Tracy.

I just have a lot on...

- What is it? Girl problems?

Listen, I know I may be straight,

but I know girl problems when I see them

and judging by you right now, you have girl problems.

What is it?

Your girl doesn't love you?

You're being abused?

Oh my God. Are you being abused?

Oh, if that bitch is hitting you,

I will beat that bitch with a bat.

- No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no.

Nothing like that.

- Oh, well good.

Well what is it then?

- I don't know.

- Well, lemme tell you this.

Okay, I read it somewhere and I do believe it to be true.

Great artists,

they will get their heart broken

a thousand times more than normal people.

Not because the universe hates them,

but because that type of pain is what's required

to truly achieve greatness.

All right, I suspect if you don't know

what's going on in your relationship,

the universe does.

Trust it.

(calm hip-hop music)

- You are really beautiful.

Babe, I don't want you to believe that

I don't understand your work.

LA is already hard enough

and we don't need to feel like we're against each other.

Like, we just don't need it.

I have my own gallery showing coming up,

and that is a dream come true.

And you have a single already and people love it.

- [Nasada] That's right.

- I'm so proud of you.

- [Nasada] I can't tell.

- I know.

And I just wanna apologize for that.

It's been a rough couple of months.

- Was that your way of apologizing?

- Okay. Okay.

Okay. Nasada.

I apologize for not being what you needed

when you needed me the most.

(Nasada clapping)

- Not bad.

So, are you ready for your show?

- I am.

I have my final walkthrough with Tracy tomorrow

and then on Saturday it is on.

- What's going on beautiful?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I can definitely do that.

All right.

Okay.

Cool. Cool.

Okay, well I'll see you later then.

All right.

All right, later.

- I think it's really cool that you get

to work with Alana Snow.

I love her song "Sugar".

Are you leaving?

- You said something?

- No.

- Huh?

Okay, babe. See you at home.

- See you then.

(calm hip-hop music)

- Thank you for coming.

Excuse me. Thank you for coming.

This is amazing.

Look at all these people.

- Yeah, I never expected all of this.

- I did.

Looking for somebody?

- My girlfriend.

She should have been here by now.

- The universe knew, which means I'm sure you did too.

Nice to see you all.

Thank you for coming.

Thank you so much.

- I just wanna take the time to thank all of you

for coming out to The Love Experience.

This art means more to me than you'll ever know.

And to know that you all came here

to see it,

it's something that I'll never forget.

So thank you all.

Enjoy your evening.

(all clapping)

- Yo, your art is amazing.

- Thank you.

- Hey, let me walk you to your car.

It's not safe to walk alone.

- This is about as far as I'm going.

- Come on, lemme give you a ride.

- No thank you.

- Listen, I know I'm a stranger. All right?

Just don't wanna see nothing happen to you.

- I didn't catch your name.

- Easy.

- Nice to meet you, Easy. I'm Love.

- That you are.

- My chariot awaits.

- Listen, for when we aren't strangers anymore.

* I'm on the line *

* I want to stay and still go *

* Even if we tried, I'm scared it won't work *

* And I would never hurt you *

* But I must go away, way *

* I'll stay, hey *

* It ain't the same no more *

* Ain't nobody we could ever blame but us *

* Lil gang, gang kinda dangerous *

* Like I a care *

* But I really don't care that much *

* It aint the same no more *

* Aint nobody we can even blame but us *

* Lil gang, gang kinda dangerous *

* Like I care but I really don't care that much *

* Love me and hold me *

* And leave me alone *

* Go away *

* I'm okay but please pick up the phone *

* I don't wanna be hurt *

(Love sobbing)

* Feel like tug of war *

* Feel, feel like tug of war *

* Feel like tug of war *

* Holding back these tears *

* I fake it, there's no way I'm gonna walk away *

* I done packed up all my bags *

* And cried my last *

* I don't want to say, hey *

* Saw the truth in all your lies *

* I wanna move on but it hurts sometimes *

* Heard your lady in this crib *

* On the night side cry *

* Want the best, but dang girl *

* At least I tried *

* Wasn't expecting this *

* I hope you change your mind *

* But the damage is done *

* It's time to say bye bye *

* It's time to say bye bye *

* But I' still gonna try *

* I'm on the line *

* I want to stay and still go *

* Even if we try this again it won't work *

* And I never hurt you but I must go away, way *

* I'll stay, hey *

* Love games tug of war *

* Feel like tug of war *

* Feel, feel like tug of war *

- What's going on, baby?

- Alana Snoh.

- I didn't think you'd recognized me.

- You're a pop star. Who wouldn't?

What are you doing here?

Hello?

- Damn, babe.

What happen to your face?

(Love yelling)

Yo. What the fuck is wrong with you?

It's not what you think.

- Get out.

- You need to chill the fuck out.

- I think I should just leave.

- Get out.

- You ain't going nowhere. She tripping.

- So you want your little friend in here

you get cussed the fuck out?

- For what, Love?

- You missed my gallery showing tonight, Nasada.

The one night that I've been waiting for

and you don't show up.

You have not been here for me

the entire time that we have been in LA,

but had the nerve to come at me

for not being there for you.

And this one time I thought

you would put your selfish ass ways to the side

and be there for me, Nasada.

One time. Just once, Nasada

- [Nasada] Love, I had to work.

- You in here dancing around with your little girlfriend.

That's not work.

The money's gone.

- [Nasada] What?

- All of it.

- How?

- They took it.

- Hold on. See, you talking crazy as hell.

Who and why?

- Interesting.

I could pull emotion from you for that,

but not because you crushed me.

- What the fuck you trying to say?

- It doesn't fucking matter, Nasada.

It doesn't matter.

- There's a legit reason why I missed your gallery.

- And what could that have possibly been?

- I got a call from my manager

and I'm going on tour with Max Dexter.

What, what's wrong?

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's wrong?

- I'm happy for you.

- You got a hell of a way of showing it.

- I am truly happy for you, Nasada.

It is just that...

- It's just that what?

- I turned down the fellowship

at the Venice Gallery after you didn't show up tonight.

I'm rethinking LA.

- Nasada, I should leave.

This isn't my business.

- Rethinking LA?

- I'm not happy here, Nasada.

- My career is about to take off

and you talking about leaving now?

- Are you not listening to what I'm saying to you?

- Did you not just hear what I said to you?

I'm going on tour with Max Dexter.

What you want me to do?

Call him up and be like, "Hey Frank,

my girlfriend's being dramatic

and she's a bum artist, and

wants me to be self-loathing like her?

So I can't do it."

- [Love] Way harsh.

- Way true.

I'm sorry we got here and things didn't take off for you.

But I'm not about to let you ruin this for me.

- What about us?

- What about me?

There ain't no us without me, Love.

- I may have gotten robbed tonight,

but you've been robbing me for months.

- Jesus. Is that why you're bleeding?

Nasada stop. She needs help.

You call the police?

- [Love] She doesn't care.

- Tell me this isn't true.

- You wanna do this right now?

- [Love] You wanted her to stay.

- All right.

And that depends on who truth we telling, Love.

- Listen, Nasada and I are strictly business.

Had I known you had an event tonight,

she would've been there.

I don't wanna be a part of this.

I have no business here.

- So, now you comforting her?

- I obviously don't know you.

I'll see you in New York.

Hopefully it's the person I met

and not the one I just learned about.

- New York?

- I swear to God, you better not have ruined this for me.

- You're going to New York?

- Yeah, Love.

I just got a big break in my music career.

But I'm about to let you take this from me.

I'm out.

I'll call you when I get to my first stop on the tour, okay?

And if you're not here when I get back, have a nice life.

Bye.

(upbeat R&B music)

* Riding with country bands *

* Oh *

* Oh * * Country bands *

* How did my life somehow 360 on this *

* Spin around and then I find I wasn't ready for this *

* Just to give a little kiss *

* They gonna call my publicist *

* Write a book about my life that I ain't even publish *

* Rather rubbish, cannot endure this *

* Should I ignore this *

* Questions that they ask *

* The judgment they try to pass *

* They can kiss my and call it the last gag *

* I'm about to blast all these bitches to the past *

* They'll never last *

* I got thicker thighs *

* Bitches better recognize *

* I ain't telling lies *

* Because my business always televised *

* Its hella fact *

* You'll be my funny little Valentine *

* You tell me last day you call me little mama Clementine *

* Oh my darling *

* Oh my darling *

* Now you're starving *

* Catch a movie that I motherfucking star in *

* They holler *

* Put you on a shelf like the retiree *

* I'll be helping the purple mazanti *

* I'm gonna come up on this money *

* Your gonna want to get this money *

* I'm gonna come up on this money *

* Your gonna want to get this money too *

* Come up on this cash *

* Come up on it fast *

- Yo, what's wrong?

What happened with the track?

- How does it feel to be a platinum superstar?

* Giving deep throat on the road *

* Wish it was you *

* Hopping out the Benz in my Jimmy Choos *

* You know I keep a bad bag *

* You know its Jimmy too *

* I keep a fat cat, gonna drool *

* While we in Chicago *

* You know the avenue *

* Still tryna decide I feel bad for you *

- And this piece right here

is by a local artist by the name of Sika.

She came to me about six months ago

and I knew she would be amazing.

- Oh, I love it, babe.

Can we buy it?

- If we buy this from you,

how does the artist benefit?

- Well, once I process your payment,

I'll call her and tell her to come get her money.

- You are Easy Street.

I was at your last performance.

You killed that shit!

- Thank you.

- You come here?

- As a matter of fact, I do.

The love of my life happens to own a joint.

- Guilty as charged.

- I love them, babe. Buy the painting.

- Any of these yours?

- A majority of them are hers.

- Which one do you suggest I buy?

- Let me show you.

You have cash, right?

- Oh, you are so lucky.

- I think lucky might be an understatement.

- [Kristen] You good with that plan, Sada?

- What?

- Are you good with that plan?

- No, What'd you just call me?

- Sada?

- You've never called me that before.

- Okay, and who cares?

I'm asking you a serious ass question.

- You smoked without me, didn't you?

That shit was good too.

Look at you, high as hell.

I'm tight.

- So?

- Does it get me to LA?

- The fuck?

I'm asking if you wanna do your sound check

after we grab something to eat.

Damn, if the weed is that good, I want some too.

(upbeat music)

- Hey, you ready for your sound check?

(crowd cheering)

* Love the way that thing look out the shower *

* Got me wanna eat for hours and hours *

* I love to love *

* I love to love my girl *

* I love to love *

* I love to love my girl *

* I love to love *

* I love to love my girl *

* Yes she love loves me *

* Yeah she is my world *

* I love to love *

* I love to love my girl *

* I love to love *

* I love to love my girl *

* I love to love *

* I love to love my girl *

* Yes she love loves me *

* Yeah, she is my world *

* She threw the thing on me *

* Now I can't leave *

* Dream about that love deep in my sleep *

- Oh my God, you did so good.

- [Easy] I mean, you know, that's what I do.

You know, I wrote it for you by the way.

- Oh my gosh.

Thank you. It was was amazing.

- [Easy] Hey, I'll be right back.

Okay?

- Okay.

- Hey, don't go nowhere.

- Oh.

Yes?

- Do you have a moment?

- What you doing here?

Aren't you too big for the underground?

- Some of the biggest talent comes from the underground.

So, you with Easy now?

- Why? So you can fuck her?

- Girl, I ain't never sleep in the Nasada.

Well, I ain't know she was with someone.

All we had was business.

- I was so embarrassed that night.

- You know, I wondered if you kept in contact with her,

but seeing you with Easy, I'd assume not.

- Why would you assume something like that?

- Easy ain't that type.

- Alana, you know Love?

- You don't know half the people I know, Alicia.

- So you know Easy, like, know her, know her.

- Something like that.

- Love, you have a beautiful spirit.

I really think you should take a listen to Love's Ballad.

It was nice seeing you again per usual, Alicia.

Dope what you did up there.

I see Love's a popular subject.

- If I listen to it, will it change how I feel?

- [Alana] That's only for you to decide, sweets.

(calm hip-hop music)

(calm hip-hop music continues)

(calm hip-hop music continues)

- Damn, Sada.

I don't know if I'm ready for this.

(slow music)

* Yeah *

* Met her on the street one night *

* Amazing how she struck my life *

* In the midst of calamity and strife *

* She makes everything so right *

* Journey to a place called fame *

* My love was doing the same *

* Ambushed by all of the fame *

* I lost my love partaking in the game *

* Somebody tell me *

* Tell me what's happening *

* 'Cause that hurt me, no capping *

* This right here is my love ballad *

* Hmm *

* The epitome of my love ballad *

- If I had one more chance,

I would take the chance at loving Love.

- Working on your next bit hit?

- I thought you were asleep.

- How can I sleep when I'm in the room with Nasada.

- Is that all you here for? That's it?

- What?

You didn't think I was coming here to, like,

be with you, did you?

- Nah. I would be a fool to think something like that.

- Right.

- Come back to bed. She misses you.

- That might be just the line I needed.

You might've been the best mistake I ever made.

* I put that tingle in her spine *

* She gonna bus it every time *

* She got that punana like oo-la-la *

* Watch me turn your girl into mine *

- I wonder if she knows how much I miss Love.

- [TV] This year's category for album of year is crazy.

I think this year of music was absolutely insane.

I am so excited to announce this year's nominees

for album of the year.

Olivia Rodrigo, "Kisses of Fire".

Luke Bryan, "Luke Bryan".

Beyonce, "The Last Round".

Willow, "Dr. Black".

And finally, Nasada "Loves Ballad".

- What's wrong with you?

- So you just gonna disrespect me?

- The hell are you talking about?

- You cheering for your ex.

- Is this a jealousy moment?

- Don't fucking patronize me.

- I just need to know so I can respond accordingly.

- You still love that bitch?

- Jealousy is isn't cute on you, E.

- I asked you a question.

- You're hurting me.

- I don't give a fuck.

- Look, you're in my house.

In my house, you do as I say.

- Since this is only your house,

then maybe I should leave.

Hey Alice, you're not going anywhere.

- I'm not Mom, Dad.

- So you just gonna use me up, huh?

Use me up and throw me out.

You gonna walk out on me?

On your family, Alice!

You not going anywhere.

- Daddy!

(sighing)

Let me go Alicia.

What happened between Nasada and I

has nothing to do with you.

You're concern about my feelings for her

is frankly outta the scope of your strong points.

I love you and that's all you need to worry about.

(calm hip-hop music)

(calm hip-hop music continues)

(calm hip-hop music continues)

(melancholy piano music)

* Took a look in the mirror *

* You can guess what it told me *

* It said I needed you in my life *

* In my bed you would hold me *

* We would make all of our plans *

* In my mind you would understand *

* Every fear, every wish *

* Every time that I feel like this, I reminisce *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me lately *

* Still have all our messages *

* That's all I have to console me *

* And I still listen to your voice *

* Still stuck how it's supposed to be *

* I heard that you moved on *

* She can't love you like I can *

* She can't touch you like I can *

* Baby, help me understand *

* I never got the chance to say goodbye *

* Feels like a million years ago you were by my side *

* I don't know why we're separated *

* So many of our dreams faded *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me lately *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

* Have you been missing me *

* Have you been missing me *

* Have you been missing me *

* Have you been missing me, baby *

(melancholy piano music continues)

- Perfection.

(upbeat music)

That does not go there!

This is an experience, The Love Experience,

the experience of me.

You can't just put me anywhere!

- Oh my God. Oh my God.

Oh my God. Oh my God.

- Are you okay?

- No, he's just putting paintings anywhere.

- This whole attitude is about a damn painting?

You do know you have control over where they go, right?

- But it has to be perfect.

- You have control over that.

But newsflash sis, perfection doesn't exist.

Okay, so check this out.

There is a vision for this showing, okay?

We have to give the audience not only a visual experience,

but an emotional experience.

So let's ensure deliberate placement

and proper presentation, okay?

Did you hear what the hell I said?

Move!

(Love sobbing)

This is some melodramatic shit.

What is your problem?

(Love sobbing and speaking indistinctly)

- I hope you didn't say anything important

because I have no earthly idea what the hell you just said.

- I said I'm scared.

You still didn't hear me?

- Oh no, I heard you, but I'm not listening to you.

- But...

- No, just cut the shit, Love.

I have watched you grow in your art

and as a woman, you were born for this.

Okay, whatever it is holding you back,

you have to let it go.

This is happening.

- I don't know, Tracy.

I have a feeling in a pit of my stomach

that I just can't shake.

- It's nerves.

Okay, you gotta get over it.

Lemme keep it all the way real with you, okay?

You are my only friend who owns a gallery.

You are my competition and I love you.

Okay, you are so great at what you do

and there is no denying it.

The Love Experience at my gallery

will be nothing compared to what it'll be here.

Shine, sis. It's time.

- Thanks.

- Driver, can you pull over real quick?

- Ms. Nasada, you have a meeting you need to get to.

- I know, I know, I know. This won't take long.

This won't take long.

- Man.

She fucking did it.

Wow, that's crazy.

- Can we continue?

- Absolutely.

Hey Kristen, do me a favor.

If I have anything planned tomorrow, tell 'em I'm sick.

I got something I need to do.

All right. Thank you.

- You really did this shit.

I'm so proud of you. My goodness.

All right, the only thing that's missing, right,

you need my music playing in here.

- I don't, I just don't think this is the place.

- I'm saying like, you need my music.

- I mean, I understand. - Think about.

Easy and Love, right?

- Ah, man, I don't know about that.

- Come on, baby. You supposed to be on my side.

- I'm not saying I'm not.

I'm just saying...

- Hey, you're supposed to be on my side.

- Bitch, you did this.

This is all you.

I couldn't be any prouder

if it was my own damn opening.

- Okay, well you have had enough.

Okay babes, you can have some.

She can have some more. It's not a problem.

Oh, so that's why you frozen.

Your snot nose ex done showed up.

- Where?

Oh damn, she cute.

- Love, beautiful.

You did it.

- Bro, you don't see me standing here?

- Oh, Easy Street.

Heard so much about you,

didn't expect you to be in a place that's nice.

To each its own.

- You came.

- Why the fuck do you even care?

- It's, you know, the universe, so...

- Shut up Tracy.

- No disrespect, but I came because I'm proud of her.

- You ready to join?

You ready to join the major...

- You gonna disrespect me and hug this raggedy bitch?

- Yo, chill out.

- Definitely fuck you.

Love, you got me out here looking like some suck ass

nigga.

You knew this bitch was coming.

- Easy.

- Bitch, don't lie to me.

- Bro.

I already told you to chill out, all right?

- So this is who you want, huh?

This is what you want?

You got me out here looking stupid.

Mm.

- I'll go check on her.

Cute dress, girl.

- Thank you.

- Look, had I known she was with someone,

I wouldn't have came.

- You shouldn't have fucking come anyway

the way you fucking treated her.

- I know, I fucked up.

I had a lot of growing up to do, man, okay?

But that doesn't take away from the fact

that Love deserves this more than anybody.

- How the fuck would you know?

- You're right. I don't.

Come on Kristen.

Let's go look at the rest of these paintings

so we can get outta here.

(Kristen clearing throat)

- Easy, if you change your mind, gimme a call.

Okay.

- She is a lot finer than she used to be.

I mean like fine, fine.

I don't even like bitches,

but if there was ever a bitch to like, that is the one.

- I never thought that I would see her again.

- What is the universe trying to tell you?

- How am I supposed to know?

- Well that is what you have me for.

You can not start something new

when you have something lingering in your past.

Close this chapter and then you can start your new journey.

- Is this you?

- I was with her the night she painted this.

- Mm, you better stop smiling so damn hard.

I did not come here to fight.

- It's not like that.

- Then what is it?

This is some Romeo and Juliet shit.

I could be at Usher's birthday party.

- I messed up, okay?

I'm just here to show her support.

Come on.

(multiple cheering)

- I almost don't know what to say.

Um, I'm not good at stuff like this,

but your presence here is amazing.

And I'm grateful for each and every one of you,

especially you.

Because without you,

none of this would've been possible.

So thank you for your part in making me

the woman that I am today.

You won't even wait for me to shut the door.

You so fucking drunk.

- You got girlfriends everywhere, don't you?

You still love her.

- It's something you'll never understand,

so just let it go.

- No. Whatever.

- Easy, move you're drunk ass out the way.

- Nah, whatever.

Get out the car superstar.

Get out the car. Come on.

- Easy, Easy.

I'm sorry for anything I caused tonight, all right?

- Oh, you sorry for anything you called tonight.

Y'all hear that?

She's sorry for anything she caused tonight.

- Let's just go.

- Nah, fuck that.

You was just walking away a minute ago.

Now she get out the car and you here?

You know what?

You ain't even gotta tell me nothing.

You done named your studio after her.

Sadina, Sadina. - Stop.

- She's all you ever wanted.

And now you'll never have her.

(laughing)

You know what? You shouldn't have come here.

She wasn't worth your life.

(multiple grunting)

(gun popping)

(crowd cheering and clapping)

(Nasada strumming guitar)

- Can you raise the house lights, please?

My most successful song "Loves Ballad".

Did you know it was about a real person?

A beautiful person.

Someone I lost in the most unimaginable way.

God sent her to me.

(crowd cheering and clapping)

(Nasada playing guitar)

* Yeah *

* Met her on the street one night, night *

* Amazing how she struck my life *

* In the midst of calamity and strife *

* She makes everything so right *

* Journey to a place called fame *

* My love was doing the same *

* Ambushed by all of the fame *

* I lost my love partaking in the game *

* Somebody tell me *

* Tell me what's happening *

* 'Cause that hurt me, no capping *

* This right here is my love ballad *

* Hmm *

* The epitome of my love ballad *

* This right here is my love ballad *

* The epitome of my love, my love ballad *

* Hey, hmm *

(crowd cheering and clapping)

I will always and forever dedicate this song

to my angel.

And they named her Love.

(crowd cheering)

(sad music)

* Met her on the street one night *

* Amazing how she struck my life *

* In the midst of calamity and strife *

* She makes everything so right *

* Journey to a place called fame *

* My love was doing the same *

* Ambushed by all of the fame *

* I lost my love partaking in the game *

* Somebody tell me *

* Tell me what's happening *

* 'Cause that hurt *