- Previously on "Sacrifice"...
- I was looking through my father's old files,
and I found this organization
that he was involved with 30 years ago.
- Do I have to remind you who these people are, what they do?
- You mentioned you might be interested
in going to a different label.
Let's close this Aléance deal,
then we'll sit down with Blackgammon.
- You do good, you'll be rewarded.
You do bad, there will be no more second chances.
- You're married and have kids? - Yes.
Our divorce isn't final yet,
and I have a restraining order against him.
- Where's Mommy?
- Tell Daddy where I can find you.
- Bobby's been moving pills and blow
on Jameson's tour buses for years.
You need to get away from the situation.
This shit'll get you killed.
- Don't touch me! No. - Let's go.
- You're gonna stop talking to my wife
about who she should be severing ties with.
[gun cocks] - [gasps]
- Are we clear?
Mm-hmm. Make it look like she's snorting that shit.
Put that bitch's arm over your shoulder.
Yeah, that's good right there.
[hip-hop music]
A couple more just like that.
♪ ♪
All right. We're good.
♪ ♪
Yo, get your clothes and get out.
[cell phone clicking, chimes]
[both sigh]
[Daniella groans]
This is your one and only warning
not to mess with me or Jameson.
- Whatever you put in my drink,
you should have made it a double.
- [groaning] [gun cocks]
- Give me your phone.
Give me your phone!
- The phone?
But I already uploaded these pics straight to the cloud.
- Bullshit! - I texted them to your phone.
Go ahead, check.
I can wait. [groans]
Shit!
[cell phone beeps]
You still want the phone?
I didn't think so.
- You sick bastard.
Get out of my house!
Get the fuck out of my house!
Get out!
[breathing heavily]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[door opens, closes]
[grunts]
♪ ♪
- Daniella?
Daniella, I'm here.
- Miguel.
I want a new security system installed today.
- What happened? - Nothing.
Just make sure it's the best, okay?
- All right, I'll get on it right now.
- Good morning, mi'ja.
- Morning. How was Aunt Maria's?
- We had fun. Of course ate too much.
Mi'ja...
[speaking Spanish]
- Not really.
I was going over contracts.
Nothing a little espresso can't fix.
- About the other day... - Don't worry about it.
You were being protective.
- Protecting you is my job, mi'ja.
[cell phone rings]
I'll get your espresso.
- What's up, Somwon?
You're kidding.
I'll be right there.
- Is everything okay?
- Somebody kidnapped Tamika's kids.
- I never knew she had children.
- Neither did I.
I guess the secrets never stop.
- Hello. You've reached the private cell number
of Daniella Hernandez. [line beeps]
- Daniella, it's your uncle Sly.
Just checking on you, baby girl.
Let's grab coffee soon, all right?
Hit me back.
[tires screech]
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[tires squealing]
♪ ♪
[dramatic hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
- These are my babies.
[knocking at door, door opens]
- Thank you.
Are you okay?
- I just want to say, Daniella, I'm sorry.
I should've told you I had kids
and--and an ex-husband. - Tamika, stop.
- You know, I just-- - Stop.
Right now I need you to tell me what happened.
- Okay, um...
my husband came back a few days ago,
saying how he changed
and wanted us to be a family again.
Stupidly...
we had sex.
It was a mistake.
Anyway, um, I guess he found out
that the kids were with my mother.
He showed up there and took them.
I can't believe I trusted him.
- What are you doing here?
- She called me.
- He told my mother he just wanted us
to be a family again.
- The moment she called last night,
CHP put out the AMBER Alert.
We believe her husband may still be in the area,
but none of the relatives' names
she gave checked out. - Wait, so what does that mean?
- There's not much we can do except be on the lookout.
- [scoffs] - Sorry, ma'am.
- Tamika.
Tamika, look at me.
We'll find them.
Miguel. - [sighs]
[door opens]
- Shit!
[door closes]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- You think you can handle it? [door opens]
- I know San Bernardino pretty well.
- Okay. - Hey.
You any good at finding people that don't want to be found?
- I was an LAPD detective before I got my law degree.
- Good. I'm driving. - Wait.
Somwon's on his way. Are you sure?
- Yeah.
[door opens]
- J-Jason.
I-I just...
know the thing with Derick and I is--
- You don't have anything to explain to me.
I get it.
I just want to get your kids back to you safe and sound.
- All right, thank you.
- Yeah.
- Come on, let's go inside.
[door closes]
- [sighs]
I'm so sorry, Daniella.
I should've told you about my past,
but I was just so ashamed.
I just didn't want you to lose respect for me.
- Any woman who survives abuse
from someone who claims to love her
and finds the strength to leave
absolutely gets my respect.
What's going on with you and Jason?
- [sighs]
We're talking.
I think I like him. [door opens]
- Hey, sorry I'm late. I got here as fast as I could.
- Do everything you can to find her kids.
- I will.
♪ ♪
- It's gonna be okay.
I'm gonna go back to the office.
- Thank you. - I got it, boss.
♪ ♪
[door opens]
- Pop, what are you doing here?
- You've been talking too much to Daniella,
and now it's caught up with you.
- Well, she deserves to know the truth, Pop.
- It's not your place.
You've upset the wrong people.
- Some of your old business partners?
- Once.
I did business with them once...
and it cost me.
And now it's gonna cost you.
- So let me get this straight.
You kidnapped me and brought me here
to kill me?
My own father?
Is that what you doing, Pop?
- I brought you here to keep you safe.
- Save it.
I know exactly what you're capable of.
And I know why you wanted me to kill Daniella's father.
He had pictures of you with other men, Dad.
- This is not about some goddamn pictures.
Hunter cheated me and a bunch of other folks out of millions.
- So you said.
And after I wouldn't kill him, you found somebody else.
♪ ♪
- I swear, I never went through with it.
- So who?
Who was it then, Dad?
Who was it?
- I tried for years to find out who...
with no luck.
But now it's your time to leave town.
- No, I did too much time being controlled.
I'm free now.
And I'ma use my freedom to do exactly what I want.
So if you want me to shut up,
you gonna have to kill me.
- Suit yourself.
♪ ♪
[gunshot]
- I heard a gunshot. You--you didn't--
- Relax.
I wouldn't kill my own son.
I just fired off a shot to scare him.
He's stubborn, but I'll wear him down.
- I have an idea.
- Yeah, what's that?
- Look, if we just...
♪ ♪
- You're not a man of many words.
So what's the plan?
- Follow my lead, and this'll go quick.
Just be ready to grab the kids while I deal with Derick.
- Got it.
We just throw Derick in the trunk like they do in Mexico
and be home by dinnertime, right?
- You know, not everything about Mexico is wrong.
When it's time to act, the Mexican military's
one of the best in the world,
and we always get the job done, all right?
Not like these gringos you call cops,
all hesitant to take action and shit.
You saw how dismissive they were with Tamika.
- I did.
And that's why I'm here.
♪ ♪
- We can promise you
that by using the latest data analytics,
Blackgammon can increase their streaming revenue
by 30% or more.
- I'm bored. - How about this?
- We will open up Lyla Shaw's catalogue to you.
We're gonna do a biopic on my mom.
You'd be perfect to play her.
- Now, that's something I can get excited about.
I've always wanted to act.
- We'll give you total creative control
of your music and your narrative.
- Artistically speaking,
this will take you to that Beyoncé level.
- Okay, I like where you guys are going.
Of course, I need to think about the offer,
and I'll let you know.
- Of course.
♪ ♪
- Arnold, what are you doing here?
You can't come here when Daniella's not home.
- I had to. It's an emergency. Anybody here?
- No. - I need you to help
convince Sly to leave. - Why me?
- Because you're the only one he'll listen to.
Getting Sly to leave town will be good for everybody.
I'm not the top of the pyramid, you know that.
And if Daniella starts poking around like Sly--
Tell him you'll go with him. Tell him anything.
- If I tell him I'll go, I'll have to go.
- What, you don't want to? I mean, he seems to feel
as though you two have reconnected.
- Maybe. - Trust me.
If you care about Sly, you'll get him out of town.
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
- [gasps]
- Oh, my God. - [laughs]
- Gabriella. - Huh?
- They got you in on this, too. - No.
- I swear, I'll kill anybody if they hurt you.
- Calm down, Sly.
No one hurt me.
Arnold told me everything.
Now, I know it doesn't appear that way,
but Arnold and Ellis are trying to protect everyone.
Arnold asked me to talk to you.
But I'm here to tell you
I'm ready to go away with you.
Mi amor,just like you asked.
I never would have expected our lives to end up like this,
but after all these years, Sly,
you're still the one.
We can have the life together we always wanted.
- It's what I want, Gabriella.
♪ ♪
- It's now or never, Sly.
- Oh, my God. What--what--
[sighs]
- [chuckles]
Let's go. - Let's go.
Let's get out of here, come on.
- Much love, I appreciate it. - Mm-hmm.
- All right. - You got it.
- You didn't have to end your session early.
I could have waited.
- I saw you over here sitting, acting fidgety.
[sighs] You been drinking?
D, what's going on?
- Bobby Howard broke into my house last night.
- What?
- He brought two guys with him.
They roofied me with vodka.
- Wait a minute. What?
- After they thought I passed out...
they got undressed.
Bobby took pictures...
[sighs] And he sent them to me.
♪ ♪
- What the fuck?
- Yeah, it's pretty bad.
- [sighs] Turn it off, D.
I'ma kill that motherfucker.
Did they-- - No.
Bobby stopped them.
And I slept in my closet with the gun on my chest,
just in case they came back,
'cause, you know,
I wasn't sure if they were gonna come back.
- Whose gun, D? Whose gun?
- Bobby's.
I got it away from him, but, uh...
I couldn't use it. I just...
- All right. - I wanted to shoot him, but--
- I understand.
Give it to me.
You don't know how many bodies is on this.
Give it to me.
I'll get rid of it.
In the meantime, I want you to take this.
The next time...
that motherfucker show up, you u--
[sighs] You know what?
I'll take care of this shit myself.
- Wait, no.
Dom, Dom, no! I don't want you to, please.
- Then why are you telling me?
- Because I had to tell someone.
- You should've called me, D.
Now you expect me to do nothing?
- Yes, please.
Jameson is my ticket to Blackgammon.
Aléance is how I get there.
The final audit and doc review is today.
Nothing can jeopardize that, nothing.
Once I get Jameson free,
I'll put the feds on Bobby.
He'll pay.
- Yeah, that's a fact.
Take it.
Just in case.
- I got to go.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- And who lives here?
- Somwon said it's a second or third cousin by marriage,
some chick named Mayvine.
- How is Somwon finding these people connected to Derick?
- Google.
- [sniffs, sighs]
Whoever lives here just looked out the curtains.
- Why don't you check around back?
I'll get the front door.
- Copy that.
- I'm sorry, but I'm not interested.
Try next door. That girl has a lot of money.
And she'll buy anything.
- You know this guy?
- Who's asking?
- I'm asking... for a friend.
- Yeah, that's my cousin.
Like I told the police earlier,
I haven't heard from him in years.
- You here all alone?
- I don't believe that's any of your business.
I don't know who you are, but if you don't have a warrant,
you got to get off my doorstep.
And who the hell are you?
- Assistant District Attorney for LA County, Jason Platt.
Sean! Maya!
both: Yeah!
- Back up.
Derick...
my name is Jason Platt, ADA.
I can make a deal for you if you let the children go now.
Let me get the kids to safety,
no one gets hurt, everyone goes home happy.
- My kids are safe with me.
They ain't going nowhere.
I'm not letting Tamika take my kids from me again.
[gun cocks] - What's up?
- Hey, hey, hey, we got company.
Easy.
- Derick! Take it easy, brother.
Take it--
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
You asshole.
- Let me see that.
[engine turning over]
- Hey, hey, hey.
[tires squealing]
[dog barking in the distance]
[smooth music]
- ♪ People say that we're insane ♪
♪ Just because... ♪
- Tía,what a surprise.
What are you doing here?
- Did Tamika get her children back?
I see she's not at her desk.
- No, um, her estranged husband still has them.
She's pretty distraught
but I'm gonna do everything in my power
to get them back.
- I know you will, Daniella.
You always help the people you care about.
- Are you just here to check on Tamika?
- Sly asked me to go away with him.
- Where? - I don't know, just away.
- For how long? - For a while.
I'm actually considering going.
What do you think?
- Go.
I want you two to be happy.
- It's just that I'm worried about you.
- My relapse was a one-time thing, tía.
There's nothing for you to worry about.
[speaking Spanish]
- Gracias, hija.
Gracias.
[chuckles]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ I been on some other sh... ♪
♪ Oh, you told me... ♪
- Been a long time, Dom.
- Yes, sir. - Appreciate you reaching out.
- You already know. - What's up, man?
- Man, you remember when we didn't have shit,
I had to rob them little corner stores
to get some money and act like I was the man?
- Yeah, we always kept a fresh pair of sneakers, though.
I remember. - You already know.
The good old days, huh?
- Yeah, I remember I used to steal money
out of my mom's pocketbook to fund the missions.
- Yes, sir. [chuckles]
They drinking? - No, they good.
- All right.
- Hey, man, I see how well you've done
building your empire, Dom.
Nigga, I'm proud of you. - I appreciate that, man.
You know I couldn't have done it without you.
So tell me what you know about Bobby.
- Bobby's a snake. - Mm.
- He helping my competition,
trying to put a squeeze on my operations.
He trying to build some kind of monopoly out of South LA.
Ever since he got with Jameson, he changed.
- Mm. - He think he big-time now.
- Yeah, but we all know
he ain't nothing but a little bitch.
- Right. - Yeah, that's right.
And on top of that, he doing her dirty, too.
I know two chicks he messed with.
- Mm. - She deserve better than that.
- But we here to change things. Feel me?
We want to take care of this little Bobby situation.
- Yeah.
And I just might have a plan.
- That's what's up.
[hip-hop music continues]
♪ ♪
- This is the end of the quarter for Aléance.
If we don't close this deal by the end of today,
it'll be a huge tax liability for us.
And since Jameson's company accountant
has been dragging her feet,
we've simply run out of time.
- What you call dragging my feet, I call due diligence.
- Ms. Hernandez,
on the Southwest Texas account,
the numbers are off by almost $30 million.
- What? $30 million?
Are you sure it's not just some misplaced commas?
- I wish, but, no.
What do you want us to do?
- Hold on. [cell phone clicking]
You said Southwest Texas. - It's a bank.
Google Maps shows brick and mortar, small but real.
- What do you think we're actually dealing with here?
- If I had to guess, I'd say money laundering
to the tune of $30 million this month.
- Hey, you text me?
- Line item B...
- [whistles] Okay, Southwest Texas Bank.
$30 million miscalculation?
Yeah, that's bad,
even for a cartel accountant.
- Josh, no one's talking cartel, please.
- Really?
I wouldn't touch this deal with a stick.
Just...walk away.
- I can't.
[cell phone beeps]
We can fix this.
[cell phone chimes] - Okay.
- Problems?
- Mm-hmm, 30 million of them.
- This has to close by today. - And it will.
If our accountants had been given access
to these files in advance, as requested,
an accounting mistake of this magnitude
would have never occurred.
But don't worry.
Just give me a little time with my team,
and we will get this all resolved, okay?
Josh...
[tense music]
♪ ♪
This is huge for the firm.
It's huge for me.
Look,
I know we've had our differences
over the last few months,
but I really need your help.
- [sighs]
Okay.
I'll go see Dad.
[cell phone clicks, beeping]
[line trilling]
- Somwon.
Sorry to take you from Tamika,
but this is important.
I need you to get here as fast as you can.
♪ ♪
- Oh, yeah? 30 years I've never failed you.
I told you to tell the Syngem boys to cash out.
They didn't, and now it's come back to bite us in the ass.
I'm handling it.
How long you been standing outside my office?
- Not long.
- What'd you hear?
- Nothing. - You're lying.
- I heard Syngem.
I've heard you talk about them before.
Are you in trouble, Dad? - None of your business, Josh.
- You think I'm not man enough?
Not lawyer enough?
- I know you're not, and you'll never be
at the rate you're going.
- Believe in me. Just--
Dad, let me in for once.
- It's not up for discussion, understood?
So why are you here?
- Jameson and Aléance are off by $30 million.
This thing, it's-- it's about to blow up.
- Go see Horvitz in Corporate Tax.
He'll have the answer.
I'll let him know you're coming.
Yeah, get me Horvitz. [door opens, closes]
- Oh, no. - What?
- Derick must have turned his phone off.
We can't track him anymore.
[cellphone rings, vibrates]
- What up, Miguel? - I'm here with Jason.
Can you get access
to the tracking device on Derick's car?
The plate number is Yankee, hotel, five, Juliet--
- Hold on. You with Jason?
Wait, wait, wait, what you mean, get access?
Like, hack?
You know I can't do that, Miguel.
I'm just an assistant, remember?
- We don't have time for that shit, Somwon.
Are you gonna help us or not?
- All right, all right. What's the plate number again?
- Yankee, hotel, 5, Juliet, 7, Victor.
- Okay...
the car is headed west on the 210,
and it look like he's getting off at Mountain Ave.
I'll text the coordinates.
- Thanks.
And you're under arrest when we get back.
Just kidding.
- Hey, you okay?
- Yeah, just a headache.
What happened?
- Well, uh, Dad sent me to Horvitz.
He was amazing.
Spotted the mistake right away.
- Great. So it was a mistake?
It wasn't money laundering?
- Well, let's not get bogged down on the details,
but Horvitz swears
if we recategorize a few items in Jameson's files,
yeah, the account will balance out.
- Oh, recategorize.
That was not the answer I was hoping for.
In order for this deal to close,
it needs to look like Aléance's mistake.
♪ ♪
I need Somwon to get in their books.
♪ ♪
- And Somwon can do that?
- [scoffs] Somwon?
He can do anything.
We're running out of time. How close are we?
- Almost. - [sighs]
[cell phone rings, vibrates]
- We're almost on Mountain Avenue.
Do you have those updated coordinates yet?
- I'm a little tied up with the boss right now.
- Wait, no.
Give them what they need to find Tamika's kids.
- One moment, Miguel.
Done and done.
You can now tell Aléance their accountant made an error.
- Thank you. [chuckles]
♪ ♪
Our accountants found the error.
Your team needs to take a second look.
- No way the mistake is ours. - I'm sorry, but it is.
If you don't find your mistake in Section 8B, page 211,
we all go home.
But that's where it is.
- I apologize for my oversight.
You're absolutely correct.
How the hell did I miss that? [keys clacking]
Everything balances out now.
- I still think we should hire
a forensic accountant to make sure.
- I think we've more than proven
Jameson's businesses are sound.
And your accountant made a simple error.
If that doesn't satisfy Aléance,
we'll happily bring Jameson's business to a competitor.
Cover Girl already made an offer.
- [sighs] No need for that.
- I didn't think so.
♪ ♪
- ♪ If there was ever a question ♪
♪ I promise you I will answer ♪
♪ But the thoughts are so critical ♪
♪ Rejection is like my cancer ♪
- Come on.
[engine revving tires squealing]
Shit.
♪ ♪
Stay back, man! [tires screeching]
I'm taking my kids home. [siren wails]
[car doors close]
- What's wrong, Daddy? - Nothing, little man.
Daddy got everything under control.
- He's got a gun. - Derick.
- Drop the gun. We will shoot.
- You don't want them to shoot you in front your kids.
[siren wails, car door opens]
I'm gonna come over there and take your gun.
Just don't move.
You know these officers have no problem putting you down.
- Man, step back!
- I told them you're a good dude
and to stand down.
Let me handle it.
No need for harm to come out of this, Derick.
- Are they going to arrest you?
- Yeah.
But everything gonna be all right, understood?
Daddy got to go with these officers now.
♪ ♪
Promise me y'all look after each other, okay?
- Don't move.
- Promise me.
I love you. - Come on.
- I love you, all right? - Love you, too.
- I love y'all. [handcuffs clicking]
- Daddy's gonna be okay, all right?
- Daddy loves you, okay? - Come with me.
Come with me.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- To everyone who worked so hard to get this deal done,
thank you. all: Cheers.
- Congratulations. - Hey.
- Well done.
Like I said, you have a graceful way
of handling your shit. - Thank you.
Yeah, I have been racking my brain
trying to think of what Blackgammon could give you
that no other label could.
I think I finally figured it out--
equity in Blackgammon. - Bingo.
I'll admit, playing your mom in a movie
almost did the trick, though.
That and equity, I'm sold. [both laugh]
- Well, deal.
Welcome to the family. - Thank you.
I'm gonna go thank Lauren. - Of course.
[chuckles]
- Hey. - Hey.
- So it was, uh--it was great working with you on this.
Seeing how you really roll was--it was eye-opening.
- Well, I couldn't have pulled this out without you.
- Ah, come on.
- Can you excuse me for a moment?
- Sure.
- Well, I guess all you really needed
was a little incentive.
- I didn't need anything from you to make this happen.
What you did last night,
what you think you're doing with these photos...
you're not gonna get away with.
- But I already have.
Bottoms up.
[suspenseful music]
[cell phone chimes]
♪ ♪
[hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
[door chimes]
[car alarm chirps]
- ♪ I'ma put it out like this ♪
♪ I'm a force to reckon with ♪
♪ Haters watchin' all the time ♪
♪ Catch 'em slippin'... ♪
[tires squealing, engine revving]
♪ ♪
[knocking on door]
- Tamika.
- Are they here? - Mommy!
- Babies!
Oh, my God.
- Thank you.
- No problem.
- [mouths words] Thank you.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ I just want to say ♪
♪ Hidden treasure when I found you ♪
♪ Think I love everything about you ♪
♪ I never have a reason to doubt you ♪
- ♪ I scheduled a meeting with God ♪
♪ To ask Him if He will forgive me for sinnin' ♪
♪ I still go to sleep with a rod ♪
♪ If he make a move, then he sleep with the fishes ♪
♪ I'm really breakin' the law while getting' money ♪
♪ And duckin' a sentence ♪
♪ I did this shit on my own, I get up and get it ♪
[indistinct chatter]
♪ I'm rapidly movin' the pounds, the price went down ♪
[tires squeal] - Heads up.
[indistinct shouting, gunshots]
♪ ♪
- Y'all ain't shit! - I see your ass, bitch!
[indistinct shouting, gunfire continues]
♪ ♪
Get your ass out here. - [laughs]
- Shit.
♪ ♪
- You better run.
- Come on, man, we got to bounce, let's go.
- That motherfucker ain't dead. - Come on!
[gunfire continues]
♪ ♪
- ♪ I'm just doing what I'm told ♪
♪ Bullet boss, what boss ♪
♪ This is my city, you niggas... ♪
♪ ♪
- I thought I'd find you here.
- It's happening, son.
Daniella said that Jameson is joining the label.
It's gonna rise again like a Black phoenix.
[both chuckle] - Congratulations.
Where's that little punk, Chauncey?
- Oh, he's out in the clubs. He calls it putting in work.
I don't-- - Yeah.
Somebody tried to run me down today, Pop.
And that's after my own father kidnapped me
and locked me in a basement.
- I know it ain't your style, but you got to go.
I'll get to the bottom of this sooner or later, I promise.
- You know these people, Pop. You done business with them.
- So did Daniella's father,
and look what it got him.
I know it's hard, but at least you got Gabriella with you.
- I don't want to put her in danger.
See, the entire time I was in jail,
the only reason I didn't kill myself
was the thought of getting back to her.
And now you and your group, taking that dream away from me.
- So you're not gonna take her with you?
- Pop, it's too dangerous, man.
- I will straighten this out.
- No, you've done enough, Pop.
[cell phone vibrating]
- Here.
[line trilling]
Take this. You might need it.
- Thank you.
I'm out, Pop.
- We had his ass! Damn!
- Don't trip, Dom. We gonna get him for sure.
- Yeah, but we did get him for 100 keys.
At 50 racks per key, we looking at 5 mil.
- Right, right, it felt good to get back in the action, too.
- Hell, yeah.
- Who says it has to stop here, Dom?
It ain't nothing to put the old crew back together again.
- Ah, no, tonight was about some other shit.
We gonna sell our keys, and then we out.
- All right. That's what you say.
But we'll see. We'll see.
[hip-hop music]
- This close.
- Almost had his ass. - Yeah.
- [tearfully] Sly, it's me.
[somber music]
Where are you?
Are you okay?
Call me as soon as you get this.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[footsteps approaching]
- What the hell happened, Bobby?
- We got hit.
- By who?
- Don't know yet.
It's a good thing she's here, though.
We're definitely gonna need some bookkeeping.
- She ain't here for all that.
♪ ♪
She's here because her incompetence
nearly destroyed my Aléance deal.
- No, no, no.
- That's one problem solved.
♪ ♪
You did good with Daniella.
Keep her under control,
and we're gonna be billionaires.
Clean all this up, and let's celebrate.
Then we'll figure out who stole our merch.
♪ ♪
Oh, and find me an accountant that can count.
Nothing can spoil my mood right now.
[heavy hip-hop music]
♪ ♪
♪ Definition of a winner ♪
♪ Never back down, never give in ♪
♪ They can move the finish line ♪
♪ I'ma get the gold in the end ♪
♪ That's my definition of a winner ♪
♪ A fire in my chest, unstoppable ♪
♪ I'm grinding till called best of the best ♪
♪ On another level, cut above ♪
♪ A black heart that's filled with love ♪
♪ I know how to get what I need ♪
♪ One leap of faith at a time ♪
♪ Is all I need to get what's mine ♪
♪ Taking the throne back is my destiny ♪
♪ I'll take my shot ♪
♪ It's now, or it's never ♪
♪ The loser is someone nobody remembers ♪
♪ With my back against the wall ♪
♪ I will die before I fall ♪
♪ Even if I have to crawl ♪
♪ In the end, the winner takes all ♪
♪ Definition of a winner ♪
♪ Some call it greed, call it ambition ♪
♪ Till your soul end up missing ♪
♪ But my definition of a winner ♪
♪ It comes from up above ♪
♪ I make a sign of the cross ♪
♪ Wash my hands with... ♪
♪ Mama, say a prayer just for me ♪
♪ As I stay movin' in these streets ♪
♪ I know one day that I will be free ♪
♪ One leap of faith at a time ♪
♪ Is all I need to get what's mine ♪
♪ Takin' it all ♪