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Previously on The Chi...
Think you could get me in touch with Jamal?
Lynae's brother?
Yeah, I want to surprise her for Christmas.
Let me see what I can do.
Sorry, Lynae. Jamal's locked up, awaiting a murder trial.
The next time you want to buy your ex a car,
can you talk to me first?
It's my money!
- Where are you going? - Out.
So now what you have to do is get her whatever she wants.
- I ain't made of money. - But I am.
Uh, Dev, can you keep it down a little bit?
I'm trying to teach the young men here how to smoke a cigar.
I ain't chewing that loud, bro.
What?
Congratulations, new city councilman.
- Thank you, man. - Congratulations.
Thank you. Thank you.
Now you got a job to do.
Yes, I do.
But you know I can't do it without you.
Will you be my chief of staff?
- You're lucky I like you. - My G.
- Councilman. - My G, my G.
Cheers!
So...
you and Papa really over?
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- You ready? - Damn right.
- What's the mission? - Got a lot of 'em.
Hey, now, that's not an acceptable answer.
It's my first day.
Doesn't matter.
Where there's no vision, the people perish.
Don't-don't throw the good book at me.
I'm just glad that you know the reference.
Look, you and I can set a time to discuss it later, okay?
How much later?
Man, can I get in my office, please?
Your first meeting's already
in there waiting for you.
W-what meeting?
He said you were expecting him.
I-I'm not expecting nobody.
- How'd you get in here? - I asked around.
You ain't too hard to find.
That's scary.
I don't mean you any harm.
I no longer use violence as a means to an end.
Since when?
Since I handed my life over to God.
You know, I watched you kill a man with my own eyes.
And I did my time for that.
Hmm, apparently not enough.
How'd you get out so fast?
They tampered with the evidence,
threw my case out.
Still don't make shit right.
You don't think I know that?
So what now?
Now I need to start over.
It's not that easy.
I know that.
But I also know...
Heaven is full of imperfect people.
I'm not who I was.
I need to reacquaint myself with a lot of people from my past
so they can meet the man I am today.
It has to start with my sister.
And I know you know where she at.
I do.
Then can you help me?
Look, man, you right.
I can't just come in here demanding shit of you.
But I know you know what it's like
to be more of a father
than an older brother to your sibling.
I need this, man.
Give me some time.
You want to talk about what happened the other night or no?
There's nothing to talk about.
What you mean?
You do that shit again, and we're done.
Damn.
- It's like that? - Yes.
I'm not gonna be with somebody who can just walk out on me
and not think twice about it.
- I didn't walk out on you. - You were gone for three hours.
I didn't know where you were.
And when you came back, you smelled like smoke.
I just went for a walk. That's it.
Don't lie to me.
I saw you on Nuck's Insta story.
I don't even know why you still follow that nigga.
Don't try to change the subject.
If we're gonna be in a relationship,
- you need to commit. - I am committed.
We live together, paying for bills.
I don't cheat.
You don't get brownie points for that, Emmett.
Wow. Okay.
This is what it means to be in a relationship.
So no fucking, just fighting.
- Got it. - Communication and sacrifice.
I just miss when we used to have fun all the time.
I'm your woman,
not an amusement park.
All right.
All right, fine.
I'll never walk out on you again.
You better not.
I'm sorry.
Apology accepted.
- You lucky I love you. - I know.
So when we gonna find this new, big place?
You really want to move right now?
Yeah, I'm tired of living on top of each other.
Look, we only deal with that on the weekends
when I got all my kids, Kiesha.
And you used to share this place with Tiffany.
- We just-we need our own spot. - Can't just redecorate?
All right.
I'll find us a bigger place.
Douda want me to meet with this realtor anyway.
- We don't need him. - Yes, we do, all right?
He know about this stuff. We don't.
Can you let the man help us out? Damn.
Fine, just no big decisions without me.
- Please? - All right.
I'll text you every two seconds.
You're not funny.
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Damn, Dante.
You cheating on me now?
Look, I know your ass ain't talking.
Nigga, stop playing with me.
Who the fuck is this?
Easy, queen.
I'm Cairo, your local weed grower and connoisseur.
Well, I'm his plug. You can leave now.
I think there's plenty of room for all of us.
Well, I don't.
Dante, call me when he gone.
Come on, now, don't be like that.
Look, come sit down, try his product.
I only smoke my own shit.
Where you get it from?
Some comes from Cali, and the rest I can't say. What's up?
Who grows it?
Nigga, I don't know.
Therein lies the problem.
Excuse me?
Tiff, don't be like that.
This nigga's shit is different, okay?
Look, I can't lie...
his weed does smoke better than yours, baby.
Lies you tell.
Is that right?
- You can try it if you want to. - I'm good.
Suit yourself.
So who grows your weed?
I do.
How much you growing?
Just enough to satisfy my clientele.
So not a lot?
I believe in quality...
over quantity.
Damn, that's good.
Told your ass. That shit different.
I'm surprised I'm not coughing up a lung.
Yeah, you see, the streets got niggas thinking
we supposed to choke when we smoke.
We not.
Good weed smokes smooth and goes down easy.
This is nice.
it's like melted butter on crab legs
or a low vibrational plate while you watch
the newest episode of your favorite TV show.
It's like having sex with a nigga you can't stand
but know how to fuck you just right.
Shit. I got to take this.
Y'all enjoy that ride, though.
Yo...
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
I see his flower got that power.
It does.
Damn, this nigga about to put me out of business.
Nah, you good.
He's still pretty exclusive.
And, look, most niggas don't care what they smoking.
They just want to get high
and forget they problems, you know?
But niggas should care about what they smoking.
Well, niggas should do a lot of things that they don't do.
If I was you, I would cheat on me, too.
Is that right?
Look, if I can be honest,
I smoke his weed exclusively.
I buy from you so I can just see your pretty face, you know?
Don't do me no favors.
And my man ain't going nowhere.
I see. I see.
We had a good run, though.
Yes, we did.
You ever need anything, you call Dante.
Okay, baby?
What are you doing?
Ah, well, you know, I just got to thinking...
I mean, I don't need nobody's permission
to open up my throwback business,
so I might as well just get this shit started on my own.
Wh... Yeah, I don't know if our front porch
is the-the place to start.
Yeah, I feel you, but, hey, got to start somewhere.
Oh, ye-yeah, that's true. Um...
And, look...
I know this looks crazy, but, I mean, so does everybody
when they first starting they business.
I mean, look at Emmett, right?
He now owns the restaurant
that he used to sweep the floors for.
Yeah, I-I could loan you some money to get started.
Nah, you've done enough already.
I need to do this on my own, babe.
Look, you know, I-I know you want to be a man,
but it's okay to let your woman help you out sometimes.
Not with this.
Yeah, well, starting a business takes a lot of...
a lot of planning, a support system.
I know, but I ain't got the funds right now
to be hiring folks, so it's just me.
Who's gonna buy this stuff?
You'd be surprised.
How much for the two-way?
Well, uh... that's 100 right there,
but, uh, for you, Joe,
throw that shit in for a cool 50.
I'll give you 20 bucks.
Ah, come on, man, that shit is in great shape, man.
Plus, you ain't gonna find that nowhere else.
Who am I gonna two-way with?
Oh, yeah, I ain't think about that shit.
Never mind.
Ah, man.
For real?
Lame-ass nigga.
Fucking goofy.
You need to lower your prices.
Shit, if I lower 'em any more,
I might as well give my shit away for free, then.
Wh-what, I'm sorry, this is your stuff?
Well, I ain't got the funds
to do the vintage shopping hunting yet, so...
So you want me to just sit by and wait for this to work out?
I... Listen, listen...
I need you to believe in me.
I do.
You do?
- You sure you do? - Yeah.
Mm.
Thank you.
All right. I'll leave you to it.
All right, go on inside.
- Okay, all right. - Stay warm.
- I got this. - Okay.
Mm.
What you think of this?
It looks cheap.
'Cause it is.
You cannot be out here wearing no cheap shit.
Until you start making me some money,
I think I can.
Girl, a manager's job is not to make an artist rich.
I told you, this is not how this works.
Mm-hmm, but I've been rapping my ass off,
and I'm still broke.
Mm-mm.
Look, you just need another song
that the kids gonna fuck with.
Tricks are for kids, not me.
Okay, well, the kids are the ones
streaming your shit, so...
Jemma, I can actually rap.
I'm not chasing no trends.
Ain't nothing wrong with being trendy.
Oh, Sasha.
- You Maisha, right? - Yes, she is.
And I'm her manager, Jemma.
- It's nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you, too.
Your song stay popping up on my Explore and shit.
I fuck with it. It catchy.
- Thank you. - Well, where the new music at?
One song ain't gonna feed you forever.
I agree.
I hear that.
Your flow is cool.
It ain't dope, but it's cool.
Still working my way up.
Yeah.
Look, my opening act just got locked up,
so I need somebody to entertain the crowd
for, like, 15 minutes.
- You think you can do it? - She can do ten.
- Only ten? - I can do 15.
Uh, she can do it, but let's just have
the band warm up the crowd first.
- Okay, that's cool. - All right.
Um, let's exchange contact information,
and we can discuss the logistics.
Bet.
- Hit me up. - All right.
- Nice meeting you. - Nice meeting you, too.
- Keep it up. - Thank you.
Uh, okay.
It's a lot of people.
Why you tell her I couldn't do 15?
Because your ass only got one song.
So the fuck what? I can stretch it out.
Maisha.
Look, this is a really good opportunity for you,
and I don't want you looking like you don't have
enough songs to fill up the time.
- I don't. - Okay.
But they don't need to know that.
Okay. Just don't cut me off again.
If I didn't, then you would have been out there
looking crazy after you finish your two-minute song.
And what you think I'm supposed to do
- with the other eight minutes? - I don't know.
Write some new shit or just freestyle over a familiar beat.
Look, it's my job to make sure
that you not out there looking crazy.
Great.
Now I just need you to make it your job to get me some money.
That's what I'm working on.
Good, 'cause I'm tired of wearing this cheap shit.
Can I work?
Okay.
Look, I know you think Douda cool and all,
but just 'cause a motherfucker got a few Cadillacs
don't mean that he know shit about life.
Don't be jealous, Pop.
Boy, please.
I used to have cars, clothes, hos, too.
But all that don't mean shit if you ain't got
a good woman waiting for you when you get home.
Yeah, I got that, too.
Yeah, well, I heard it was trouble in paradise.
Where you hear that?
Your mama told me that you bought Tiff that new Altima.
Women talk so damn much.
Yeah, well, that's what they do.
Yeah, we-we figuring it out, though.
All I know is, if you lay down with the Devil,
you gonna have fleas.
That's not how it goes.
Boy, you know what I'm talking about.
I do.
- And I love you. - Hey.
But I got to go. I got to go look at a house.
What?
Boy, you can't afford no house.
How you know?
I'll tell you what...
let me come on down there with you and make sure
they ain't trying to scam you or nothing like that.
Nah, nah, Douda gonna meet me there.
I-I'll hit you later, all right?
- Love you. - All right, love you, too.
All right, I'll call you after.
Okay.
♪ And I feel real good ♪
♪ She done put some hands on me ♪
♪ And I feel real good ♪
♪ Just what I like, just my type... ♪
- Damn. - I told you.
♪ ... hands on me ♪
♪ And I feel real good ♪
- I ain't coughing. - I know.
This the best weed I ever smoked.
I know, nigga.
And that ain't good.
He's gonna fuck around and put us out of business.
Or...
we can make him our new supplier.
Then we could finally get away from Douda's crazy ass.
Man, fuck.
What?
Me and Doud just did a deal.
What kind of deal?
He gonna give us more off the top.
How much more?
15%.
My own uncle ain't give me a deal like that.
Fuck.
And Doud like to kill niggas for sport.
I ain't even trying to see that nigga bad side.
I just want to talk to Cairo.
That's it.
- Who? - The nigga weed you smoking.
You can talk to him.
Just don't agree to nothing before we talk.
A'ight.
I got to call Dante to get his number first.
Dante?
Yeah.
But don't worry... I don't fuck with him like that no more.
You better not.
Matter of fact...
I'ma come with you.
I can go by myself.
We going together.
Fine.
Ugh. This is just embarrassing, man.
Combo after combo...
- Ow, bro, ow. - ... after combo.
Man, this ain't even fun no more.
Look, don't be mad 'cause you losing.
Man, I ain't trying to be your batting practice, nigga.
I'll even let your sorry ass catch up.
Man...
_
Yep.
_
- Who you texting? - Jemma.
Man, stop playing with me.
I'm fucking with you, man.
Oh, yeah, you, uh...
you think you could, uh, wear one of my shirts
- at your next tournament? - Yeah.
- That'll be a rack, though. - Man, I ain't paying you shit.
I'm still fucking with you, dude.
Man, a'ight.
I got you, bro. Come on.
Look, I know you got your own crib and all that now,
but don't get to thinking you the shit now.
- Talking about I got to pay you... - Nah, nah, nah.
You think I'm the shit, and that's why you mad.
Admit it.
- Yeah, whatever. - A'ight.
This house has great bones, as you can see.
It's old, but it's not a fixer-upper.
Even though they're asking for a lot of money up front,
at least you know you don't have to fix the roof a year from now.
Tss. Man, Kiesha would like that.
A lot of your neighbors are Black entrepreneurs just like yourself.
I'm a big, big believer
in Black folks buying in Black neighborhoods.
Moving in white communities ain't the move.
You know what?
It's Deondray here who roped me into buying
a place not too far from here about a year ago.
It's a great investment,
not just for your family but for the community.
- That's dope. - Mm.
It's a little far from Smokey's, though.
Yeah, it is, but you know what?
Maybe it's time that we, um,
put a location out here on the West Side.
You don't think we should slow down?
Hey, man, don't be afraid of your future, Emmett.
Oh, I don't want to bite off more than I can chew.
I believe you can handle it.
How much is the down payment?
They want 20% of asking price.
Asking price is a lot.
Hey, so, listen, just put down whatever you can, and, um...
I'll cover the difference.
I got to talk to my lady first.
Emmett, when somebody offers you a gift, you should take it.
Look, she said she wanted a bigger place, right?
Right.
Then get the fucking house.
Can I see some paperwork first?
- Oh. - Before I do that...
you should bring your lady by so she can at least see it first.
If y'all both like it, then we can talk numbers.
Ah, thank you.
I just know my fiancé would be mad
if I tried to buy a house without talking to them first.
Well, listen, back in the day,
when you bought a woman a house, she'd be happy.
Let's try to live in the present day.
Okay. Y'all can be simps if you want to.
Hey, appreciate it, brother.
I look forward to getting y'all in here.
Thank you.
Shit.
And we work with Pastor Jackson
to help provide services for his members in need.
Uh, sometimes it's, uh,
wellness check-ins, home repairs.
- Sometimes it's food drops. - Yeah.
Wherever I can help, I'm down.
Yeah, well, I'm glad you showed up, man.
Idle hands are the Devil's workshop.
I'm gonna need to stay busy if I'ma stay out of jail.
Yeah, well, I'm sure Ms. Tracy could use the extra manpower.
Tracy what, now?
Hey.
Hi.
I appreciate everything you've done for my sister.
Of course. That's what we're here for.
It's amazing what you do for the city, too.
Thank you.
Uh, Tracy, he's got a lot of time on his hands,
so I was telling him that you could use some help.
I've turned a new leaf.
I'm not looking for any trouble.
Same.
Look, I'm headed out,
but maybe we can talk about this tomorrow?
Can I walk you to your car?
No, I'm good.
Thank you, though.
Y'all have a good day.
Bye.
Y'all need to get off that damn social media.
It ain't nothing but the devil.
That's all they do, is sit and watch videos on they phone all day.
I ain't never seen neither one of y'all crack open a Bible
and read not one single verse.
I got the Bible app.
Oh, when's the last time you opened it up?
Yesterday.
Oh, I know you not laughing.
I been seeing you running around with Otis and his crew.
All money ain't good money.
Amen.
Hey, how about you shut up, Papa?
I make a honest living.
Yeah, and you can keep your honest $7.50 a hour,
- 'cause I don't want it. - Don't make fun of his little paycheck.
He came at me first.
Both of you all need to be worried
about your futures and keeping your nose in the good book.
But you ain't always done what the good book says.
What, you challenging me, boy?
I mean, somebody's got to.
Stanley Jackson Junior,
have you lost the good sense God gave you?
I'm not one of those new-age parents.
I'll take this belt off right now.
I wasn't trying to be disrespectful.
I just want to practice what I preach.
And what is that?
Sometimes you got to call people out,
even if those people are your parents.
The only person who can call out your parents is God.
The Bible says, "A child will lead them."
You ain't the child the Bible was talking about.
Um...
well, I think I'm gonna excuse myself.
No, no.
You a part of this family, too. You stay right there.
I have to lead by example.
I want you boys to do what's right,
not what's convenient.
Look, I've done some convenient things in my life,
and I've had to pay for that.
But thank God I have a forgiving congregation.
I'm just hoping that...
I have forgiving sons, too.
A saint ain't nothing but a sinner
that fell down and got back up again.
Praise God.
Amen.
And she'll also need car service to and from the event
and security at the entrance and at all of the exits.
Okay, yes, I understand that, but these are nonnegotiable.
Oh, and we'll need a graphic to put out on her socials
to let her fans know that she'll be at the event.
And she'll need some space in the back to sell merch.
Okay, so her rider includes
a party-size bag of Flaming Hots,
chilled grape pop, Sour Patch Kids,
and some incense.
Mm-hmm.
Okay, got it.
Mm...
I mean, he did seem different.
Just because he found God
does not mean he's different.
I mean, I'm not saying he's perfect,
but he did volunteer at ROCK.
That's-that's got to count for something.
All right, you seem nervous.
I don't want to stick my neck out for him
just to be disappointed again.
Okay, he needs to talk to somebody.
I know. One step at a time.
If we don't start taking our mental health seriously,
then we're never gonna move forward.
What if that's my mission?
What?
Well, Quincy was saying
that, uh, I need something to focus on,
a social issue I could really get behind.
I know a lot of dudes who have been in and out of the system.
- Mm-hmm. - Maybe I could focus on...
Black men and our mental health.
Mm, what about the rest of us?
Well, yeah, eventually.
But if we don't have our shit together,
everybody suffers.
We can't lead if we're not of sound mind.
Why do men always have to be the ones leading?
We don't.
But it's hard for us to lean on others.
I know that's something we need to all be better about.
Yeah, well...
... it's gonna take some time.
I know. Wish me luck?
All right, got your two-piece dark.
Hell, yeah.
It's on me. I got it.
Keep the change.
I see you running around with Douda now, huh?
It's temporary.
That's what we all say.
What's up with your vintage store?
I'm still working on it. Just...
I didn't know it'd take that much money to open a business.
You need some work, I got you.
Nah, I don't need that kind of work.
Shaad, come on, all you got to do is be careful.
That's it.
You playing with fire, shorty.
Don't you know that?
I used to play with fire till I got lo...
until I got locked up...
and had to watch my life pass me by.
I'm always here if you change your mind.
Normally, I would say no.
But I think this is Lynae's decision.
Yeah, I just don't want anyone coming in and out of her life.
That could be traumatizing.
I agree.
You think he's really gonna stick around this time?
I can't promise anything, but...
I think he's changed.
If he messes up again,
that's it.
We're not going through this again.
I want to see him.
You want us to be with you when you do?
No. I'll be okay.
Where are you racing off to?
- Home. - Okay.
But why are you in a rush?
Oh, I'm just not trying to miss my bus.
It's colder than a mug out there.
I could give you a ride.
- For real? - Yeah.
You know, when I asked what music you wanted to listen to,
I never thought you would have said Anita Baker.
My dad won't let me listen to secular music at home,
but she's the one exception to the rule.
Mm. My dad's the same way.
He calls it "music for Jezebels."
Yeah, that preacher's-kid life ain't no joke.
- I know all about it. - I ain't know you was a PK.
Through and through.
My middle name is Corinthians.
- Where your dad preach at? - Church of God and Prosperity.
Oh, shit.
You talking about that big-ass church on the North side
- where you got to pay to park? - That's the one.
My dad isn't the biggest fan of your father's ministry.
I know.
But I did sneak and listen to one of his sermons
when my dad was out of town.
- What'd you think? - I thought it was good.
I like the idea that if we come from the Kingdom,
we deserve to live a kingdom lifestyle.
And that includes the cars, designer clothes,
and houses with not one, but...
Three-car garages.
I love that sermon.
He also said that if God made us in His image,
then we, too, are gods, in our own way.
And that if we can learn to see the God in ourselves,
then we should also see the God in others.
I think of it more like, we're all God's children
so I shouldn't judge my brothers and sisters,
and they should never judge me.
So you saying you see me as a brother?
No.
Not at all.
Good, 'cause I ain't trying to be your brother.
What you trying to be?
Somebody you can...
trust and count on, no matter what.
Well, this is me.
So when do you turn 18, again?
This summer.
- Thanks for the ride. - No problem.
Bye.
I missed you, Nae.
I missed you, too.
So how you been?
Things have been so hectic.
But better now.
I've been praying a lot.
Since when do you pray?
Since I got locked up.
So you, like, saved now?
Not yet, not quite, but...
working on it.
You growing up on me, man.
You applying for colleges and everything, ain't you?
Yeah, but I don't want to go out of state, though.
You're gonna be the first in our family to go to college.
No pressure.
You got a boyfriend?
Kind of.
- What that mean? - You know what it means.
No, I don't know what it mean, shit.
You better not be giving your body to no nigga... I know that.
I'll be 18 soon.
That don't mean shit.
Don't be weak to the flesh.
I don't need you to big brother me right now.
You gonna always need me to big brother you.
- He a street nigga? - Not like you.
Please just be careful with street niggas.
Loving us can leave you heartbroken.
Trust me, I know.
What are you doing in the house of the Lord?
We are in need of a prayer.
Well, I can pray for y'all from afar.
You know, we, um...
we brought a donation.
Well, the last time I took a donation from you,
I got arrested for money laundering.
Well, that's because you didn't follow my instructions.
No, one of your boys got caught and threw me under the bus.
Yeah, and that boy...
he doesn't work for me anymore.
You know, I'm getting real tired of you luring
our young men into your devilish ways.
Hey...
Hey, I offer young Black men...
a better life,
a chance to be their own man, a chance to be their own...
their own boss.
Look, this is not what the Lord wants for y'all.
There is a better way.
When a man offers you a gift, you should take it.
Well, I already have all the gifts that I need.
Okay.
Come on, Stanley.
Are you sure this is what you want?
I have never been more sure about anything in my life.
Okay, then.
Why'd you stay outside in the car?
- I-I-I live with him, Douda. - But you fucking work for me.
Get in the car, nigga.
Basically, we want to make you our new supplier.
But first...
we kind of just want to see what you offering.
Why would you sell my weed when you can grow your own?
'Cause we don't know how to do that.
I can teach you.
Why would you do that?
Why wouldn't I?
Wouldn't that be cutting off into your business?
Honestly, I just want niggas to smoke better weed.
This ain't about getting rich for me.
Besides, you can't get rich off selling weed anyway.
And once the government understands how to tax it,
it's gonna be available everywhere.
So my hope is to show people
how to smoke it and grow it properly.
If we gonna get high, we might as well do it the right way.
So you don't want no money from us?
No. I got money.
But you will need funds for supplies and to grow it.
Why can't we just grow it at our crib?
Do you live in a mansion?
- No, we don't. - Not yet.
Then you need to rent a space
so you can control temperature and humidity.
And you need a water tank, lots of soils
and worms and employees to tend to the babies.
Babies?
You mean the buds?
No.
These plants are babies.
They're living and breathing organisms.
This shit is a process.
Well, um...
we-we ain't got bread like that.
But would you be willing to invest in us?
If I give you the money, then I own it, not you.
You'll just be a branch of my business.
You want to be your own bosses, right?
Yeah.
Then find an investor, and I'll show you the rest.
And you sure you wouldn't see us as competition?
Nah. I got farms all over the place.
I look at this as a form of giving back.
Remember when people started eating organically?
Yeah.
Well, my mission...
is to get folks to start smoking organically.
You see, people put all sorts of stuff in their weed
to get people high.
But it destroys people's lungs, and people wake up feeling...
... hungover.
It's not supposed to be like that.
That is crazy.
You know what's crazier?
Not knowing what you're smoking.
Fuck getting rich.
I'm trying to start a revolution.
Alcohol can kill you.
Cigarettes can kill you.
Prescription drugs can kill you.
What do they all have in common?
- They all legal. - Exactly.
But if TSA catch me with weed in my backpack,
my Black ass is going to jail.
Get the fuck out of here.
What you think?
Got a point.
This is the future.
I like it.
I told him he couldn't buy it without talking to you first.
That was my idea.
Yeah, okay.
So what you think?
I think our moms are gonna kill us for moving to the West side.
I said that, too, but Douda thinks
we should open up another location over here.
So it would make sense.
What are the schools like over here?
My nieces go to the school up the street.
Uh, Black teachers, great curriculum,
and it's in walking distance.
I like that.
I think we should get it, baby.
You really think we can afford a house right now?
Douda said he would help us out.
Now, that I don't like.
Do y'all need a minute?
No.
Just make sure he knows whatever he gives us is a loan.
- Bet. - And I want both of our names
on the mortgage.
I wouldn't have it any other way.
So...?
Yes.
- Yes? - Yes.
Yeah? Hey, draw up that paperwork
because we getting a house!
What's wrong?
I haven't performed since the shooting.
I know.
And it's just like,
what if it happens again?
Look...
we can't let what happened
stop us from walking in our purpose.
You're right.
Yeah.
Hey, make some noise.
Make some noise!
Y'all having fun tonight?
I said, y'all having fun tonight?
Next up, we got a special treat for y'all.
I want y'all to give it up for Maisha!
I know you got money.
Hmm. My family got money, not me.
How'd you get this big-ass house, then?
I know you ain't get it with weed money.
Mother bought this house as an investment.
I'm basically her tenant.
Well, would you be willing to ask your mom for a loan?
Nah, I ain't doing that.
Think about it.
If you can get us a loan and this really works,
you would never have to ask your family for money ever again.
Ever.
- And if it doesn't? - It will.
Do you believe in me?
Of course I do.
Then go get us some money
so we can cut ties with Douda and be our own boss.
Why take 15% when we can have it all?
That's right. Yeah, that was fire.
One more time...
let's hear it for Maisha.
Hey, don't go nowhere. We here all night.
What are you doing here?
What do you think?
- Did you see the show? - Yeah, you bodied that shit.
- I was nervous. - I couldn't tell.
Well, I thank you for being here.
Where else would I be?
You really trying to get back with me?
Uh, you trying to get back with me?
No, no, no, nigga.
I asked you first.
I missed you, Maisha.
I missed you, too.
But I have so much going on right now.
Yeah, pssh, yeah. Yeah, me too.
So what is this?
I mean, uh, we don't got to call it nothing.
- Don't tell Papa. - Oh, I won't tell a soul.
Why, 'cause you ashamed of being with me?
No, no, no, I just...
You know, I just don't want everybody in our business,
and we still trying to figure this shit out.
I get that.
Oh!
- Hey, Kevin. - Hey, Jemma.
- I got your money. - Yeah, I'm gonna let y'all...
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Great show.
Thank you.
They short $200.
No, that's my 10%.
Sasha approached me. How you get a percentage of that?
I managed this whole thing for you.
But you didn't get me the gig.
Like, I thought you only collected
when you got me the job.
I mean, yes, technically, but without me,
I mean, this whole thing would've been a shit show.
And, I mean, without me,
this green room would've been snack-free.
Okay, bitch. I...
I get it.
Just... next time, give me a heads-up.
Uh-huh.
Do I really got to wait until after my birthday
to ask you out?
You can ask all you want,
but I'll probably say no.
I appreciate your honesty.
And I appreciate your persistence.
What if it wasn't a date? What if we just hung out?
Mm...
I don't know.
Maybe.
I, uh, really enjoyed our talk yesterday.
Me too.
It's nice being around another PK.
Most of my friends don't get me.
I'm always saying awkward shit,
and because I don't watch regular TV,
um, I usually don't get they references half the time.
Ugh, I know.
I was always an oddball with my friends, too.
I don't know.
I guess I just like spending time with you.
And I'm taking you to Red Lobster the day I turn 18.
Okay, and until then, I'll be your designated driver
the days we work the same shift.
Hey, Emmett just put me in charge of the schedule,
so we gonna be seeing a lot of each other.
Okay, smooth operator.
Sade, right?
Yeah.
I-I never ask you for shit.
Don't curse in my house.
I mean, it'd only be a loan anyway, all right?
Me and my girl, we got a plan. We'd pay it right back.
You know?
When was the last time you got a real haircut?
This is why I don't come around here, Mom.
What do you need?
50 racks.
That's a big loan.
A-and I got a plan to pay it right back. I promise.
Uh-huh.
Okay.
As in, yes, you'll loan it to me?
As in, yes, I'ma give it to you.
So you-you-you don't want me to pay you back?
I want something else.
What?
Q was my brother.
He's the reason that I could raise you in a house like this
and send you to a private school on the North Side.
He was more a father to me than an older brother.
I want to know who killed him...
who dumped him in the river like he was a piece of trash,
like he wasn't a man who still had more life to live.
Look, I'm not no detective.
But you run the same streets he did.
Make it 100 racks.
You bargaining with your own flesh and blood?
Just 'cause we blood, that...
that don't mean we bonded.
That was your uncle.
And whoever was responsible for this
shouldn't be alive much longer.
Well, I can ask around.
For 100 racks...
you have to do more than that.
Do we understand each other?
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