[upbeat hip-hop music plays]
♪ ♪
[Howard] Previously on Raising Kanan...
This is what this nigga do.
When he wants my attention, he fucks with my world.
I don't even remember what happened that night,
so you talking to the wrong guy.
But I don't know if I believe him.
Feels like there's more there,
but whenever I try digging, he gets pissed at me
and tells me to leave it alone.
I want you out!
Where am I gonna go? I don't have any money.
I been hooking up this brother
with free studio time for his girl.
I know they got some buildings around the way.
[muffled grunting]
- [muffled scream] - [nail gun thunks]
[dramatic music plays]
- You remember my mom at all? - Course.
[Burke] She lives in Harlem.
Divorced twice, no kids.
Your whole life, you been thinking Def Con your daddy,
but he ain't.
I am.
He don't know what's real and what isn't.
We already up in Baisley's and the Forties.
We really need to fuck with Jersey right now?
We franchisin', fellas.
[Rileyy] ♪ I'm a hustler, baby I'm a hustler, baby ♪
[50 Cent] ♪ Yeah, I know Heartbreaks, setbacks ♪
♪ Bitch, if I crap out I'm sure I'ma get back ♪
♪ I been through the ups and Downs, you know I get around ♪
♪ So to me It's all a part of the game ♪
♪ If I ain't the coke man Or the dope man ♪
♪ I'm almost for sure, man I got to take it ♪
♪ No need to say shit I'm gon' take it ♪
♪ Robberies turned homicide It's nothin' to play with ♪
♪ Make money Make, make, make money ♪
♪ When shit hit the fan We'll take money, Southside ♪
♪ Beef with the best of 'em ♪
♪ Done shot At the rest of 'em, yeah ♪
♪ Checks, I'm collectin' 'em ♪
♪ Check, boy I'm finessin' 'em ♪
♪ Bag Supreme Boy, you fuck around ♪
♪ Put a big bag on your head ♪
♪ Before the weather break You're dead ♪
♪ Let's get to it, they Don't do it like we do it ♪
♪ Nah, cop it, whip it Bag it, flip it ♪
♪ Re-up, we up G'd up, what up? ♪
♪ Runnin' round this bitch Still not givin' a fuck, hey ♪
♪ When it come to that paper There'll be no complications ♪
Ha ha. That's right.
♪ Put a hole in a nigga Right in front of you ♪
♪ Your heartbeat pacin' ♪
[Rileyy and 50 Cent] ♪ And it's all right ♪
[50 Cent] ♪ That's how We do it on this side ♪
♪ Niggas get to it On this side ♪
♪ I know heartbreaks Setbacks ♪
♪ Bitch, if I crap out I'm sure I'ma get back ♪
♪ I been through the ups and Downs, you know I get around ♪
♪ So to me It's all a part of the game ♪
♪ If I ain't the coke man Or the dope man ♪
♪ I'm almost for sure, man I got to take it ♪
♪ No need to say shit I'm gon' take it ♪
♪ Robberies turned homicide It's nothin' to play with ♪
♪ Hey, hey ♪
[Rileyy vocalizing]
[drill whirring]
[hip-hop music plays]
♪ ♪
[rapper] ♪ Ducked out the window ♪
♪ Puffin' on indo ♪
♪ Nobody told These funny motherfuckers ♪
♪ What they in fo' ♪
♪ They're givin' out info Tellin' on kinfolk ♪
♪ Shit's too def, I can Tell you when I get home ♪
♪ The wait at the tipoff Let me get my shit off ♪
♪ Sellin' Wolf tickets Ain't nothin' I can trip off ♪
♪ I'm fresh like a newborn ♪
♪ Baby, use my coupon ♪
♪ Sound's so phat Grab your gat ♪
♪ Bring your group on ♪
♪ Style's too hype ♪
♪ Y'all are wack Time to move on ♪
♪ It's crunch time like The whole bowl of croutons ♪
♪ It's a 90 hoochie mama ♪
♪ What are you on? ♪
♪ All the girls on my block always in my Yukon ♪
♪ Get the fuck on And my language say "fukon" ♪
♪ There's so much dirt Got trail you can truth on ♪
♪ Cops want coke Got a rope you can loop on ♪
♪ Shit's too dope, probably Leave you razed, ruined ♪
♪ Makin' doses Wrappin' doses ♪
♪ Probably brings The status Oprah ♪
♪ Always about greed but never did like Oprah... ♪
[Grown Kanan] Everybody's schemin'.
♪ ♪
Everybody got their own plan,
their agenda,
their motherfuckin' angle...
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
[horn blowing]
...'cause everybody chasin' that same paper.
[horn blowing]
[gun cocking]
Get the fuck out!
[gunshots]
[both grunting]
♪ ♪
[moaning]
Nothin' come into Newark
without Sal Boselli getting his piece.
[grunting]
♪ ♪
[Grown Kanan] That's the way of the motherfuckin' world.
Survival of the fittest up in here.
♪ ♪
[Cartier] Brushstrokes'll tell you
everything you need to know.
[smooth music playing over speakers]
The precision. The dexterity.
They're a story unto themselves.
A true artist isn't concerned with the marketplace, no.
They're consumed by their own vision and inspiration.
Yeah, but if nobody buyin' what you selling,
you just a sucker holdin' a brush.
And by the way... you ain't fooling nobody
with that fancy fuckin' talk of yours.
I know who you are, and I know where you from.
Fort Greene up in this motherfucker.
[Cartier chuckles]
Well, I speak differently in different situations, Raq.
- Mm. - In the gallery, I'm Cartier.
On the streets, I'm still Cartier.
I just roll a lot harder.
♪ ♪
I'm surprised that you'd even join me this evening.
I thought you were completely disinterested in me
when I met you at Lou's recording studio.
I had a lot goin' on that day.
- But I'm here now. - Indeed.
I'm tryin' to figure out how it is you do what you do,
how you done what you did.
Living downtown, coppin' paintings
and talkin' like you spend summers at the Inkwell.
Hmm, the only limitations that we have
are the ones we place on ourselves.
You're different.
You into different shit.
Like this art noise.
Tsh, I don't get it. [chuckles]
This ain't me.
Raq, what do you have too much of in your business?
- Drama. - [chuckles]
No.
I'm talking about that thing that you can touch and hold
but you can't get rid of.
What it's all for.
What you worked so hard--
Cash.
Got so much, I got rats gnawin' on it.
[chuckles]
Motherfucker.
You washing your money up in here.
You pay cash for all this art shit,
you flip it, and then you make it clean.
[Cartier] You're a quick study, Raq.
I like that about you.
Amongst other things.
[punchy music plays]
♪ ♪
[heavy music plays]
♪ ♪
They told me I had family waiting on me.
Who the fuck are you?
Kanan.
Kanan Stark.
Def Con's son.
Raq's kid?
[laughs] Damn. Kanan!
Yo, the last time I seen you,
you was just a little nigga, man, a baby.
Now you all grown up.
All diesel and shit.
[laughs]
Why the fuck you here, man?
'Cause I can't do nothin' for you, Kanan.
Don't even bother asking.
I just wanna talk about my father.
Talk, then, nigga.
Shit, well, I just wanna know what kinda stuff
he used to say about me.
I mean, shit, did he even talk about me?
You was nothin' but a baby, man.
There wasn't much to say.
So...
what Raq say Def said?
She used to tell me stories about how smart he was.
[Vernon] Word.
How he had mad respect on the street.
Correct.
Yo, Def had the whole Southside on lock, man.
And he's definitely my father, right?
The fuck you just ask me?
Is he definitely your daddy?
Who the fuck else is gonna be your daddy, huh?
What, what, is-is Raq telling you
that she was with another nigga at the time?
Whoa. Nah, nah, nah.
Nah, it's-it's nothin'-- it's nothin' like that.
People just been sayin' shit.
People always say shit, Kanan,
especially when a nigga ain't around no more
to defend hisself.
You remind me of Def.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you got the same eyes, man,
the same heart.
And he would've did what you doin'.
He would've came down here to look me in my face
and ask me those questions.
You a man now, Kanan.
Shit, by the time Def was your age,
he was already runnin' corners,
livin' in his own crib,
runnin' up into any bitch he wanted.
[chuckles]
Hey.
It's time to get it, Kanan.
Just like your daddy.
[guard] Time's up, Stark.
Hey, don't forget about your Uncle Vernon
and his commissary, a'ight?
The price for smokes done gone up in here.
[receiver clatters]
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
[Lou-Lou] I knew going out there
was more trouble than it's worth.
Do Marv and Raq know?
Then why you callin' me? Call them.
I told you I ain't fuckin' with Jersey.
[Crown] Lou.
Is this a joke?
What joke?
Who got jokes?
Oh, shit.
I mean, I had to get rid of the board
just to take care of some of these expenses, Lou.
But it's all good.
I already found another one.
I'm in negotiations with it right now.
How far along are these negotiations, Crown?
Because I ain't an expert at this shit like you,
but I'm pretty fuckin' sure we need a mixin' board,
or we can't do shit.
[chuckles] I got it handled, Lou,
so you just relax.
[tense music plays]
I am relaxed.
♪ ♪
You just don't wanna see me agitated, all right?
I'm on the road.
Ain't shit I can do about Jersey right now.
Raq had me take Kanan up north to go see his daddy brother.
Call Lou!
I hope the shit was worth it,
'cause the whole fuckin' world done blowed up
while you tradin' stories with bitch-ass Vernon.
You know Vernon used to stick up old ladies
for they welfare money, right?
Scandalous motherfucker.
Didn't care about nobody but hisself.
That's your other uncle.
So...
...he tell you anything you didn't already know
about your daddy?
I don't even know what I know and what I don't know.
[Marvin] Then let me tell you what you do know.
You got a mother that love you
more than anything on this goddamn green Earth
and a family around you
that got your back at all times.
That's all any nigga can ask for.
Point is...
...only motherfuckers who count are the ones who are here.
They the ones who got you.
They the ones lookin' out for you.
Yeah, and-and maybe they ain't perfect.
Maybe they ain't who you want 'em to be,
but they here for you.
[hip-hop music plays]
And that's all that matters.
♪ ♪
[engine turning over]
[buzzer blares]
[line rings]
[resident] Hello.
[soft music plays]
♪ ♪
Somebody there?
It's Laverne.
Laverne Thomas.
[line beeps, buzzer blares]
[locks clattering]
Laverne.
Obviously, this is a surprise.
A wonderful surprise.
♪ ♪
Where are my manners? Uh, come in.
[clears throat]
Come in. Take off your coat.
♪ ♪
I, uh--I volunteer with the youth group
at my church.
They're wonderful kids.
I'd love for you to meet 'em sometime.
Only if you want to.
Thanks for the drink.
- How's Marvin? - [Jukebox chuckles]
- He's Marvin. - [chuckles]
"He's Marvin." [chuckles]
[breathes deeply]
I'm moved to have you in my home,
to put my eyes on you.
I don't even know what to say.
When I saw you at my church that day--
Why did you leave me?
You just jump right in, don't you?
I wasn't even a year old, and you just bounced.
I wanna know why.
Um...
[sighs]
...I was young, Laverne.
Not much older than you are right now.
All of a sudden,
I had a new baby and a man I wasn't sure about.
I was scared.
So I did what scared children do.
I ran away.
I went to Los Angeles thinking I'd become some...
famous singer.
Once I was rich,
I was gonna come back and get you.
But it didn't work out how I planned.
Instead I got caught up with the wrong things
and the wrong people,
and by the time I looked up, ten years had passed by,
and I figured just popping back up in your life
would be worse than leaving it in the first place.
It wouldn't have been worse.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
God is so great, Laverne...
...'cause He brought you back to me.
Right here, right now.
And I--
I know I don't deserve you...
...but somewhere in His grace,
He decided that a child should be with her mother.
That you should be with me.
I'm not asking for forgiveness.
I'm asking for a chance.
♪ ♪
[door clicks open]
How'd everything go with your Uncle Vernon?
It was a'ight.
He didn't really have much to say about--
[Lou-Lou] Yo, my bad.
Got caught up at the studio.
Hey, hey, babe, uh, go watch some TV.
Give me a minute with your uncles.
What the hell is that smell?
[Marvin] Rat dead in the walls or some shit.
There's some air freshener in there.
Just spray it around.
[coughs]
It smells really bad in here.
It's air freshener, nigga. It freshens the air.
[news anchor speaking indistinctly over TV]
So, what, we ain't workin' today?
Sent everybody home till we figure out
what the fuck happened out in Jersey.
Not tryin' to have those Italians bum-rush this spot.
All right, so what do we know?
We know... [sighs] ...we in a world of shit.
An Islamic court has sentenced them
to lose their right arms, have them severed,
and their left leg...
What the--
[TV host] ...severe punishment, of course,
uh, for a first offense especially.
Tomorrow their mother will be on the show
to speak out about their predicament.
Oh! [coughs]
What the fuck?
[coughing]
Yo, this shit smell horrible, man.
[coughs] Ugh!
[groans]
[indistinct chatter over TV]
[scoffs]
[edgy music plays]
♪ ♪
[indistinct chatter over TV]
♪ ♪
[Marvin] I told you movin' to Jersey gonna be a problem.
[Lou-Lou] Bein' on the wrong side of them Italians
is not a place we wanna be, Raq.
Them Italians don't play.
We fucked up.
We should've got the lay of the land
before we set up shop.
Now we got a problem.
This job, what I do, it's not about moving product.
It's about solving problems every day.
Whether it's the nigga on our team skimmin' from us,
the supplier raisin' the price of a key,
or these fuckin' Italians jackin' our shit,
every day is a new problem that's gotta get solved.
That's the job. That's the work.
That's the hustle.
And ain't nobody who ever made real money in this game
a drug dealer.
They problem solvers.
Some problems bigger than others.
Maybe we should press pause on this shit in Jersey
until the dust settles.
You know, let shit cool off for a minute.
[scoffs] You so ready to damn roll over
so you can get back to your fuckin' studio.
- It ain't even about that. - [Raq] It is.
Course it is.
Look, ain't nobody gonna tell me where I can
or I can't do business.
Not the Italians and not neither of you.
Set up a meeting with these pizza motherfuckers.
[people speaking Spanish over TV]
[door bell jingles]
Hola, mami.
You know, I believe we got off on the wrong foot.
It's no hard feelings.
Just business.
Never personal.
[Juliana breathing shallowly]
Take good care of yourself, my love.
[Juliana whimpering softly]
Know what? You keep the change.
We gonna call this one even, a'ight?
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
[breathing heavily]
[no audible dialogue]
♪ ♪
[Lou-Lou] Hey, yo, Raq.
Hey, Kanan, let me holler at your moms
for a second alone.
[Kanan] I'm not eight no more, man.
Come on, y'all can talk.
I'm tired of y'all pushing me to the curb
when y'all do this.
Look, just give us a minute, baby.
Ma.
- Come on. Just a minute. - [Kanan sighs]
[Lou-Lou] Look, I know this is a fucked-up time
to be bringing this up, but, um...
I'm short.
I was hoping you could float me something
- just for a minute. - [chuckles]
Float you something?
How many times I gotta tell you that your money's my money?
You borrowing my money to pay me back with my money.
What about your recording studio?
Supposed to be making all that clean loot
you been talkin' about, legit cash.
Just getting it started.
Puttin' it up on its feet is all.
Even a ho can make money on her knees, Lou.
I'm not a ho, Raq.
Then stop acting like one.
Look, I got you,
but from here on out, your first name is On Point,
and your last name is On Time
in this business, family business.
Get your shit right, Lou.
So your Uncle Vernon still all swole
off those three hots and a cot?
Man, ain't nobody messin' with that brother on the yard.
But you got what you wanted.
You wanted to talk to your father's brother.
You did.
Ma, why did you want me to kill that cop?
You told me it was 'cause he was crazy and all that,
but that ain't enough,
not to me.
It's a lot of crazy police out here.
What's this gotta do with Def Con?
You put that gun in my hand
and then told me it was for family,
to protect us.
But what was he doing that we needed protection for?
[edgy music plays]
♪ ♪
Howard threatened to send you up north for Buck Twenty.
That don't--no.
He didn't even have proof of that.
- And D-Wiz? - He a cop, Kanan.
They can make up whatever the fuck they want.
You think them young boys in Central Park
did all of that to that white lady?
If the police said they did it, then they did it.
That's how it works.
That's the game that they playing.
Howard decided that the best way to get to me
was to get to you, and he was right,
'cause you all I care about.
Look, the truth is,
if it had been me or one of your uncles
or one of our people,
that motherfucker would have put us down
before we got within 100 yards of him.
He was on one, Kanan,
and he was gonna threaten you that night.
Either you snitch on me,
or he was gonna lock you up for Buck Twenty.
That was the toughest decision of my life.
And like I said before, I hate...
...that I hurt you.
I love you.
Come on.
Let's go home.
♪ ♪
[keys jingling]
[lock clattering]
[scoffs]
You back.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
The room looks good... right?
I mean, uh, the color just f-felt like you.
I found some shit to hang I thought you'd like.
♪ ♪
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
So you're the little broad
creating all these big problems, huh?
You know, when I heard it, I said,
"She gotta be from out of town,"
because nobody from Jersey would ever dream
of moving their shit in my backyard
without giving me my taste,
'cause that's grand fucking larceny
of the highest fuckin' order, my dusky friend.
As far as I'm concerned, I'd be within my rights
to drop the lot of you right where you stand.
There's been a misunderstanding, Mr. Boselli.
- We're sorry if we stepped on-- - We ain't sorry for shit.
I ain't see you posted up in them projects.
Didn't hear no claim on that block.
Just because I'm not there doesn't mean I'm not there.
That's the beauty of me. I'm everywhere.
[laughter]
Nothing happens in Newark without my stamp of approval.
So you just waitin' for somebody to move in
so you can squeeze 'em?
That number right there is the cost of doing business
in my neck of the woods.
You coming over that bridge or through that tunnel,
you gotta pay the toll.
Consider that offer to be best and final.
Considered.
And rejected.
[suspenseful music plays]
♪ ♪
[laughing] Oh, sh...
I don't know. I kinda like her.
♪ ♪
Don't ever speak for me again.
And who told you to talk about a business
that you barely even in?
When they come for us, they gonna come for all us.
And if that's not bad enough, you questioning me now.
You apologizing to that noodle nigga,
but you gonna question me.
[Lou-Lou] I'm just trying to keep us all alive.
Taking out 'Nique, that's one thing.
These Mafia motherfuckers, that's somethin' else.
Lou shook, Marvin. How about you?
I ain't scared of nobody.
[Raq] Look, no more trucks.
From here on out, we takin' the short bus.
This here is a team sport, Lou.
You wanna do that solo shit,
you need to take up some tennis, nigga.
Now, you know this shit is fucked up, just like I do,
but you too much of a bitch to say it to her.
Nigga, all that music you listen to
got you deaf and dumb.
[indistinct chatter]
[hip-hop music playing over speakers]
♪ ♪
[Famous] Yeah!
♪ ♪
You gettin' your ass whupped. [laughs]
♪ ♪
Yo. Yo!
Everybody, listen up. Listen up.
Shh!
Everybody, give it up to my man,
my brother, Kanan motherfucking Stark
in the fucking building,
for payin' for everything and puttin' this shit together.
Give it up! Give it up to my man Kanan.
- [cheers and applause] - Yeah.
Welcome to Club Famous, niggas.
- Oh! - Whoa!
I'm good!
- [all whooping] - Yeah!
[knock at door]
Uh, you may wanna keep it down.
Ms. Davis in 406 will call the cops on you.
Uh, who are you?
Corinne.
You and, uh,
your sister wanna come inside, Corrine?
[person] I'm Corinne's mother,
Palomar.
For real?
We're your neighbors in 402.
[Corrine] Hey, Mom, you care
if I kick it here for a minute with...
Kanan.
...Kanan?
For a little while.
Not too long.
I wouldn't want Kanan to get the wrong idea about you.
Nice meeting you, Kanan.
You too.
[smooth music plays]
♪ ♪
[R&B music playing over speakers]
[person moans]
♪ ♪
[singer] ♪ But, girl I want you to want me ♪
♪ Want you to... ♪
[person grunts]
Hey, it happens to everybody.
For real.
You been through a hell of a lot.
You know, I always say that your dick knows more
about your head than your brain.
- That's what you always say? - Mm-hmm.
We got a ho philosopher over here, huh?
Believe it or not, I actually know some shit, Malcolm.
And I actually know some shit about men.
Andrea... [sighs]
...I got a son, you know?
About the same age as your kid.
We been doing this thing for,
what, seven years,
and you have never mentioned a kid,
not even once.
And ain't no photos of any kid anywhere in your house,
ever.
I just found out.
[Andrea] Oh.
I don't even know what to say to him.
I told him I'd die for him, like you said before.
That shit ain't move the needle.
That's some heavy shit to say to a kid...
[sighs] ...especially one that you just discovered
is your child.
Hmm?
He don't even think I'm his father.
Because you're not.
Being someone's daddy ain't just saying it, Malcolm.
You gotta show up for your kid,
be there for him,
let him know that he can count on you.
I mean, kids can feel who's in their corner,
hmm?
Be in your son's corner, Malcolm,
and then he'll know you're his daddy.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
[Raq] Hey, baby. You seen your cousin?
Famous is havin' some people over at the new place.
Oh, Famous got his own apartment now?
Some place down by Rochdale.
Where he get the money to pay for that?
Crown has a connect who owns the building.
[chuckles] Crown in business with everybody.
[Jukebox] I'ma go down there later tonight.
If I see Kanan, you want me to tell him anything?
Oh, no, I was just wonderin' where he was.
I saw my mom today.
♪ ♪
You saw your mother?
Where?
She's been living uptown.
It was crazy.
I mean... weird.
Sitting across from her after all those years.
She reach out to you?
Nah. I tracked her down.
She's been living in New York for a minute.
But she never thought to come find you.
Just 'cause you blood with somebody
don't mean they deserve to be in your life.
Family's earned, Juke.
It ain't just a given.
All right. You hungry?
I'll fix you something to eat.
No, thank you.
All right.
[Marvin] Count's light.
- You short 600. - [Worrell] I know.
Thing is, I stacked that shit myself back at Baisley.
Put it in the box in the closet.
I don't know what the fuck happened to it.
Fuck it doing in the closet?
Shit's supposed to move as soon as we get it.
Been keeping some extra around,
just in case we need it during the day.
Who the fuck told you to do that?
That's how 'Nique--
'Nique?
[laughing] Yo, the nigga here?
He-he-he in the closet?
Or-or maybe he under the-the mattress or some shit?
Because I don't see him nowhere, Worrell.
But 'Nique sneaky, so ma-maybe he here.
In here?
You work for us, nigga.
You do it our way.
The money moves always.
You tell Lou?
Lou don't never come round here.
That's why I hit you up.
Someone's skimmin'...
and when you catch the nigga,
we gonna have to do what we do.
I need you to do a run.
Know how to fuck with a stick shift?
[hip-hop music playing over speakers]
[indistinct chatter, laughter]
[knock at door]
[laughs] It's my backup singer, y'all.
You call me that one more time, I'ma fuck you up.
[Famous] You know I love you, Juke.
[Jukebox] Shit. All right.
Check it out!
- Right? Right? - Nice!
- All right. - Let me make you a drink.
[chuckles]
You got a girlfriend?
Dolo.
Not anymore, you're not.
Check it out. This new shit.
I'm on my own now, Juke. I got my own crib.
- Yeah? - I'm writing rhymes again.
'Bout to be back on top, nigga. Moves.
Crown Camacho in this bitch! Yo, what's good?
Yo.
[Famous] Hey!
- Oh, you got guests. - Yes, sir.
I like. I like.
- Yeah. - [laughter]
Yo, let me take care of you like you take care of me.
A'ight, make you a drink.
Yo, Kanan.
Juke.
I was hoping I'd see you here.
Why would you be hoping to talk to me?
'Cause I got this track that you'll love, girl.
Believe that.
♪ ♪
[mellow R&B music plays]
♪ ♪
So... it's to your new mixing board
and all them hits you gonna make on it.
Ain't shit Cartier Fareed can't get his hands on, huh?
If you can fulfill a need, you'll always be necessary.
And that's what you doing, my brother.
Heads need that sound that speaks to them,
that feels like 'em, that moves like 'em.
That's what I'm trying to do here.
I don't know, feel like everybody
keep gettin' in my way.
You ever heard of Lee Iacocca?
- The car nigga? - Mm.
President, CEO, and chairman of Chrysler.
Now, that man's a business savant.
He knows everything from marketing
to supply chain management.
But Lee has a saying.
The speed of the boss is the speed of the team.
So... if you gonna be the boss,
you gotta set the pace, my nigga.
Word up.
Get some more of this.
[laughs] You like the good shit.
- [laughs] - Yeah.
He came to my store.
Unique.
He comes and he goes as he pleases.
After everything that he did to me,
to you.
I thought you were strong.
This is weakness.
He laughs at us.
It's all strategy, Juliana.
Now, it might not feel right to you,
but it's just a move in this game we playing.
I'm not playing your game.
[singers] ♪ Who's the man With the master plan? ♪
♪ Ooh-hoo-hoo ♪
♪ Who's the man With the master plan? ♪
♪ Ooh-hoo-hoo ♪
♪ Who's the man With the master plan? ♪
♪ Ooh-hoo-hoo ♪
♪ Who's the man With the master plan? ♪
♪ Ooh-hoo-hoo... ♪
- Yo. - Yeah?
What you doing with all them church clothes?
[laughs] I'm goin' on Sunday.
What, Juke catching the Holy Ghost all of a sudden?
I'm asking God to save me from Famous.
[Kanan] Tsh.
Fool was pushin' up on me at his party.
Come on, that dude always pushin' up on you.
Nigga got a little closer than usual.
Yeah, Fame wasn't feelin' no type of pain last night.
- [laughs] - Neither was you.
- [sucking teeth] - [Kanan] Hey.
[laughter]
I actually... grabbed up all these clothes
'cause my moms asked me to go to her church with her.
Oh, shit. Your mother.
Damn, I forgot, Juke, but how did that go?
I don't know, man.
She's...
...a'ight.
Can't call it. Still too soon.
I mean, she left when I was a damn baby.
What kind of mother does that?
One who got Marvin as the father.
[scoffs]
You wanna know what was really a trip?
Her eyes, man.
[dramatic music plays]
[sighs] Lookin' in 'em.
♪ ♪
There was something that I recognized.
Like I've always known her
and she's always known me.
It was like lookin' at myself in some fucked-up way.
That's deep.
For real.
♪ ♪
Well, I'll leave you two alone.
Give you some time.
[sighs] So this is where
all the family dinners are gonna go down.
Thinking about putting the dining room table right here,
and then I'ma put a big old chandelier above it.
Thinking about maybe ripping out
these hardwood floors too,
puttin' in some carpet.
What you think?
Why'd you reach out to me, Raq?
I mean, I know you do all that urban planning and shit.
Figure you know about architecture
and buildings and all that.
And the hardwood floors.
[Raq] Yeah. The hardwood floors.
[chuckles]
You can go if you want to.
[chuckles]
What do you want from me, Raq?
I want you to tell me if I should
rip up these hardwood floors and put some carpet in.
Just lay the carpet over the hardwood.
Hardwood never goes out of style.
You might want it back sometime.
Yeah, the rug's not gonna be too high, right?
'Cause you know I like my carpets like I like my men...
...thick.
[snorts]
[both chuckle]
You a clown.
[laughter]
- You know that? - Mm-hmm.
Come on. I'll show you the bedrooms.
[Symphony] Hey.
[soft music plays]
♪ ♪
I need to know.
I thought I didn't, but... I do.
What happened that night,
the night you had me take Kanan out of state?
Cops was wilin'.
I needed my boy gone.
What happened that night is, I was protecting my son.
Protecting Kanan?
[Raq] Always.
Right.
Let me show you those bedrooms.
♪ ♪
Yup. Gonna be on a bus.
One of them short joints leaving from the Southside.
Check it out, man.
Don't fuck with my mans, a'ight?
He with me.
[clears throat]
Gotta go.
You openin' up again in here?
Never closed, Detective.
Can I help you, uh, find something?
You know, we got a lot of new, uh,
fabrics being shipped in from Paris next week.
Maybe something nice to bring out the color
in those pretty little eyes of yours.
I'm good.
[Unique] Know what they say.
Clothes make the man... or the woman.
Is that what they say?
Seems like you hit a rough patch.
My partner gets shot, almost dies.
You get locked up for it, even though you didn't do it.
You lose your business and everything else.
Meanwhile, word is that you got set up.
That you got played, Unique.
Someone fucked me over like that...
[scoffs] ...I'd be pissed.
Wanna know who it was so I could get payback.
I guess that's the difference
between you and I, Detective.
You see, I'm all about that live-and-let-live shit.
God, grant me the tranquility
to know what the fuck I can change,
what the fuck I can't change,
and the wisdom to know the goddamn difference.
-"Serenity." - Scuse me?
"God, grant me the serenity to know."
[laughs] Same shit.
We done here, or can I offer you
a nice linen pantsuit or something?
You know, it's lovely on a hot day.
And we can even cut it to accentuate...
whatever it is that you're offering,
'cause I know you're offering something, Detective.
I got my eye on you.
And I've got mines on you.
Good day, Detective.
You just make the offer. I'll handle everything else.
[Realtor] Done.
[Raq sighs]
So I'm doing this.
I'm happy for you.
You don't seem happy for me.
I need you to stop calling me.
Stop pulling me back to you.
I need you to just leave me alone.
We're gonna do the same shit all over again,
end up in the same place...
...or maybe someplace worse.
All I'm saying is...
...if you do care about me, and I believe you do,
I really do...
...let me go.
Let me move on with my life.
You're a grown man.
Can't make you do nothin' you don't wanna do.
You once told me I was like a vacation for you.
Remember that?
But I never wanted to be your vacation, Raq.
I wanted to be your home.
♪ ♪
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
[Marvin] Call me soon as drop's done.
[engine turning over]
[Raq] Where you going?
Hanging out with Famous.
Be safe.
Always.
[edgy music plays]
♪ ♪
[Public Enemy's "Can't Truss It" playing]
♪ ♪
[Public Enemy] Yeah, yeah.
All right, all right.
Here come the drums.
All right, all right.
Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah!
All right, all right.
♪ Bass in your face ♪
♪ Not an eight-track Gettin' it good to the wood ♪
♪ So the people give you Some of that reactin' ♪
♪ To the facts that I kick And it stick... ♪
[tires screeching]
[tense music plays]
♪ ♪
Time to get the fuck out!
♪ ♪
[Marvin] Yo. Slow down. Calm down.
Let me fucking hear you.
You gotta be fuckin' kiddin' me.
The fuckin' bus too?
♪ ♪
Motherfucker.
[dramatic music plays]
♪ ♪
[Grown Kanan] Everybody got their own shit,
their own journey, their own path.
Some motherfuckers living in the present,
tryin' to figure out who they are.
[knocking]
And then some motherfuckers are lookin' toward the future,
tryin' to figure out who they wanna be.
♪ ♪
And then there are other heads stuck in the past,
doing everything in their power to make sure
that none of us find out who they were.
[gearshift clicks]
And that's what all this shit is.
That's what life is.
A fucking throwdown between what happened,
what's happening, and what's gonna happen.
And I know what you're wonderin'.
Who's gonna win this fucking fight,
the past, the present, or the future?
Shit.
Why you asking me, nigga?
[dramatic rock music plays]
♪ ♪