Quiet As Kept (2025)

[bunniefuu]

(dramatic music)

(people chattering)

(ball bouncing)

- [Smuggler] I'm free to go?

You shouldn't be out here

harassing the good guys.

I don't know nothing about

no crime scene,

no suspects from Memphis.

But uh,

I hope you find who

you looking for.

Have a good day.

- [Jay] Don't stress.

sh*t.

I mean if they knew something

we both be in handcuffs.

Just stay silent.

The less you say, the

less they know.

(papers lightly rustling)

(Judge Parchman sighing)

(papers lightly rustling)

- District Attorney

Frank Tiller.

We've had several hearings

on the matter pertaining to Mr.

Wright,

and I've been waiting,

patiently I might add,

for you to explain why we

continue to hold him in custody,

unconstitutionally.

What charges are we

moving forward with?

- Well, Your Honor, we've

discussed having ample time

to have enough evidence to bring

forth our official charges.

Now I've been working

hand in hand with Det.

- Counsel.

Counsel, please.

- He's the lead Det.--

- No one is guilty until

proven innocent.

You've far exceeded your time

to detain him without an

official charge.

You've presented some

strong accusations,

but a motive and compelling

evidence, sir, you have not.

I have no reason to

move this case forward.

- Your Honor, I understand.

We know exactly who we

have in custody here.

Mr. Wright, oh,

Mr. King JBoi,

we've been begging for

your understanding in this,

Your Honor.

I'm.

(Frank sighs)

It's just the situation

just got a little bit more

complicated than we

all anticipated.

We need just--

- Complicated?

Listen, Counsel, the law

is complicated.

Quiet as kept, you sound

more like a fan

than the district attorney

doing your job.

There are constitutional rights

that I have sworn to

protect, for all citizens,

including Mr. Wright,

who I understand has

been under surveillance

for several years

due to suspicions for

potential connections

with drug cartels.

But you have presented

zero evidence

to support those claims.

And the murders?

There is no direct evidence

connecting him to those.

I have to be honest, Counsel,

I can't continue to support

this act of tyranny.

It's unconstitutional.

- Your Honor.

We can prove that there's a

history between Mr. Wright

and suspected shooters,

Tae and G.

We just need sufficient

time in order to find them

to make the official

connections.

- Fairytales and unicorns,

Counsel.

Until you have the evidence

submitted to this court,

there is no case.

But make no mistake Mr. Wright,

I make no claims to

your innocence.

However,

I commit to you this,

you will have a fair

and just trial.

We'll reconvene in a few days

after the district attorney

has been able to prepare

a more compelling case,

or I'm gonna grant Mr.

Wright his freedom

until we have an actual case.

Until then, this

court's in recess.

(gavel thuds)

(upbeat music)

Aye

Talkin' 'bout

Aye count what you

got there huh

Switch up the grind

Run at the nose

lil hood baby

Lil hood baby

Moved out the hood

Like f*ck all that drama

lil hood baby

Lil hood baby

Pulled up in front

I spent that lil check

lil hood baby

Lil hood baby

Stay grippin' the GL*CK

Like what you expect

lil hood baby

Lil hood baby, lil hood baby

Lil hood baby, lil hood baby

Lil hood baby

Straight out the block I ran

up a chick, lil hood baby

Lil hood baby, lil hood baby

Lil hood baby, lil hood baby

Lil hood baby

Straight out the block I ran

up a chick, lil hood baby

Lil hood baby

I count up what come straight

out the block, I earned it

Block, I earned it

All of this stressing, roll

up the pack and burn it

Pack and burn it

Focus and grinding and

waiting my turn

It's time now, it's time now

Still f*cking with shooters

They load all Glocks

Say hi now, say hi now

Talking about money

I'm sounding familiar

I know I'm repeating

it, I know that you

(gas pump beeps)

- [Passion] I thought

that was you.

- Passion?

- [Passion] Yeah b*tch, it's me.

- Hey, what's up?

What are you doing in Atlanta?

(Passion laughing)

- That's a long story.

I'm assuming you haven't

heard about your boo, ex boo,

fighting a case.

- Jay?

- Yeah, my homeboy.

I'm always there for him.

- Homeboy, huh?

- It ain't even

nothing like that.

But what's ironic is

I'm here with him and

I'm running into you.

It's cool.

I'm just speaking facts.

But you should go see him.

I mean, I understand y'all's

situation and what y'all had,

but go see him.

He really needs to get

back in his space, so.

Or not.

Oh, and always, loyalty

is everything.

Remember that.

(turn signal ticking)

(engine purring)

(lighter lightly clicking)

(car revving)

(birds chirping)

(cars revving)

- What the f*ck is so important?

- It don't f*cking matter.

The problem is that you don't

answer your f*cking phone.

You avoiding me, m*therf*cker?

- Avoiding?

Do you not remember the

little gangster stroll

you took me through

the park n*gga?

Huh?

- You must forget who

you work for.

Wait, you thought that

wasn't planned?

Know your role, okay?

You a cop.

We can't trust you without

blood on your hands.

- My hands?

- Ain't that what I said?

As far as I'm concerned,

you k*lled Lake to prove

yourself to Jay.

I just so happen to be there.

I'm pretty sure the judge will

be more concerned of the fact

that you didn't arrest me.

- Man, f*ck you.

- Yeah, I'm not the one

in a f*cked up position.

You see, Jay's in jail.

And to the public it looks like

you've made a career

making arrests.

Problem with that is,

you arrested the

m*therf*cker you work for.

But we all know you

ain't set that up.

You see, HeavyHand

just made bond

and he hasn't talked to

Jay in a couple of months

since he got home from jail.

You just came in the picture

a couple of weeks ago.

So in my eyes, you still a cop.

- And, what the f*ck

is you saying?

- Look bro.

I'm saying when he's finds out,

he's gonna try to tie up

all ends to get Jay hung.

And if I were you,

I would try to make friends

with him before he finds out.

Or not.

It's your choice.

But I think I know him a

little better than you do.

- So when he supposed to

be getting out?

- Yeah, tomorrow.

But look, we still have a

chance to catch up with him

before somebody else

try to give him

a different side of the story.

I don't have a loving

relationship with him either,

so this affects both of us.

(Officer Hart sighs)

(car purring)

(people faintly chattering)

(people faintly chattering)

(floor and chair creaking)

- Hey Jay.

I, I know you're probably

surprised to see me,

but I just wanted to make

sure you were okay, myself.

(people faintly chattering)

They tell me they're holding

you here with no charges.

And they're probably listening

so I don't expect you

to say much.

Or anything at all.

Look, I don't need to

know why you're here.

But I know you're a good person

and you don't deserve

to be in this situation.

Look, I have some people

that I can speak to

who can help guys

like you.

I just wanna be there for you

like you were there for me.

(people faintly chattering)

(lighter clicking)

(people faintly chattering)

(basketball bouncing)

- Hey man, don't I know you,

man?

- You don't know, ol' G.

(upbeat music)

(pen clicking)

(upbeat music continues)

(Lailah knocking)

(upbeat music fades)

- Come in.

Hi.

- [Lailah] Hi.

- Attorney Ashley Tillman.

What brings you in today?

- I've never actually had

to attain a lawyer before.

So, this is all new for me.

- I get it.

Well, you can start by telling

me what you need me to fix.

- Well, I have this

childhood friend.

- [Ashley] Mm hmm.

- Actually, boyfriend,

actually, childhood boyfriend.

And he--

- Oh, okay.

I got you.

So bae got into a

little trouble.

- Bae?

Excuse me.

- I mean, am I right

or am I right?

- Listen, this is somebody

that I really truly care about,

but not somebody that

I've been dealing with.

Look, I just wanna make

sure he has somebody

who's in his corner and has

his best interest at heart.

That's all.

- All right.

Well, here are my intake

forms for retainment.

My fees are at the bottom.

You can show yourself out.

Thanks for coming in.

- Listen,

I know you probably get a

bunch of baby mamas in here

trying to get some petty

drug dealer outta jail.

But let's be clear.

This is not that.

- Well have a seat.

(upbeat rap music)

Aye count what you

got there huh

Kink you did it again

She love the way I talk

Say the game gone miss me,

miss me

Made it break a lot

(loud rap music)

- [Driver] Heavy Fingers!

(Diego speaking Spanish)

- f*ck your police

a*s want n*gga?

Huh?

I's free now, massa.

You can get the f*ck out my

m*therf*cking fade n*gga.

I'm tryna catch me up vibe.

n*gga unless you got a

m*therf*cking fire

you trying to put in my

pocket again.

Old b*tch a*s n*gga.

- What?

What you want a cookie n*gga?

- Huh?

- Heavy Fingers,

look, we need to talk man.

- Man, what the f*ck you doing

with this m*therf*cking

n*gga here, man?

You a m*therf*cking

rat or something n*gga?

- Look bro, it ain't

even like that.

We just need to talk to

you before Johnson does.

- Man, look,

f*ck you,

f*ck a m*therf*cking Johnson

and f*ck your

m*therf*cking a*s too n*gga.

We shoulda left your b*tch a*s

on the table with marking n*gga.

- I don't know about

all that sh*t.

But I do know if your a*s

don't get right,

you gonna be right back in

prison sitting next to Jay

n*gga.

- Man, f*ck your

b*tch a*s n*gga.

- Oh man.

- f*ck you talking about?

(car purring)

- Good afternoon.

(Ashley sighs)

(purse thuds)

(paper rustles)

- Hey, how you doing?

- Well I see that you're

busy, so I'll make this quick.

I'll be representing

Jeremy Wright.

I believe that you all refer

to his alias, King JBoi.

- Wright?

When did this happen?

- I was recently retained.

This is a developing

client relationship.

- Well, that explains your lack

of knowledge about the case.

There is no case.

So I don't see why he needs

any legal representation.

- Exactly.

Why would he need any

representation?

Especially if there aren't

any official legal actions

taken against him.

However, Mr. Wright is

still being detained

while you all conduct

your investigation.

And Counselor, you and I both

know that that is ill*gal,

in so many ways.

So, maybe you could provide

me with some information

so I could get a better

understanding

of what's really going on here.

- Well, Judge Parchman

seems to agree with you.

- As he should.

(Frank sarcastically chuckling)

- So I'm still wondering

why your representation

is necessary,

but hey, that's none

of my business.

Um,

now he hasn't said a

word to anybody

since he's been detained,

even his cellmates.

So who was it that paid

for your retention again?

- Now, Frank,

you know information like that

falls under attorney

client privilege,

and some things I just

prefer not to say.

- Well, Tillman,

you're very protective over a

known, a well known criminal.

I got nothing for you.

- Well see now,

that's interesting

because it seems like now

I need to be questioning

the integrity of the court,

if he's really being held

without charges.

- Damn man, your girl

be tripping.

- Man, don't mind her man.

- Well, what's up with you man?

What you been working on?

- sh*t, really man, just

stressed out man.

That judge finally set

the boy free, man.

- Yeah, sound about right.

You heard about

HeavyHand getting out?

- Man, yeah, I heard that

little fat f*ck got out man.

He knows to stay clear of me.

- Yeah, me too.

- We really need to find

something

to stick to that boy Jay.

Get his a*s next.

- Man, that do make sense.

(cell phone dings)

- For real.

Hold up.

Who dis?

Ah sh*t.

James say he might got

something for us.

- For real?

- Mm hmm.

- What'd he say he got?

- sh*t.

He say he still working on it.

Huh, but as soon as he get

back to me, I'll let you know.

- Okay, bet, that's a bet.

Well sh*t, I'm gonna

get up outta here bro.

- All right bro.

Show you later.

See your a*s in court man.

- Aight, next time I see

you better have a suit on.

- [Detective Johnson] Aight.

(Detective Johnson and

Officer Hart laughing)

- [Officer Hart] Ol'

fat m*therf*cker.

(Officer Hart lightly knocking)

- Hope it that b*tch.

- Oh hell, y'all n*gg*s.

Thought y'all were that b*tch.

Got me with Frick and

m*therf*cking Frack.

- Why didn't you tell me

y'all was getting a lawyer?

They haven't even

pressed charges yet.

And all they gonna do is keep

digging deeper and deeper.

- f*ck is you talking about?

Ain't paid no

m*therf*cking lawyer, fool.

- Well somebody did.

I was at court earlier

today for another case

and decided to stick around

to see what was happening

with the DA office.

Come to find out a attorney

is representing them.

- Like I m*therf*cking said,

I don't know nothing about

nobody paying no lawyer.

- Well somebody did.

And let's say you didn't.

But if he hasn't talked

to you or anybody else,

somebody is speaking

on his behalf

and me and you is

unaware of the sh*t.

(Officer Hart sighs)

Look man,

unlike you, I like my

m*therf*cking freedom

and not knowing who on the wall,

that sound very f*cking

dangerous to me.

(Officer Hart chuckling)

I thought you was his

right hand man,

mister second in command.

- Look n*gga,

I'm gonna show you what

m*therf*cking danger.

You standing in my

m*therf*cking fade

and you done sent me to the can.

I don't give a about your

freedom n*gga.

- Whatever.

- Whatever?

What?

Sheriff Andy Griffith.

Now who is the f*cking

lawyer anyway?

- I heard her name was

Ashley Tillman.

But your a*s don't even

need to say too much

and she don't even need to

know who the f*ck you is.

So just chill.

Look man, I gotta get

back to the court.

Aight?

- Listen, I'm gonna straighten

out who paid that lawyer.

And you, you high

yellow m*therf*cker.

You go see that lawyer

and you let that b*tch know

we ain't taking no

m*therf*cking deal.

Now y'all get the f*ck

out my fade n*gga.

- [Officer Hart] Whatever bro.

- The f*ck out my fade.

(footsteps stepping away)

(light dramatic music)

(heavy bass music)

(cell phone ringing)

(birds chirping)

- Hello?

- [Diego] Lailah?

Or Mrs. King Jboi.

Or whichever you prefer.

- Who is this?

- I'm a friend.

I just want thank you

for helping our friend.

I want to reimburse you.

- Wha?

- [Diego] The money is

already under the sink.

(birds chirping)

- How did you get in my house?

- I wanna send a message to him.

I mean, no harm.

- Hello ma'am.

That's your coffee.

- Thank you.

(Miss B speaking in

foreign language)

- There's someone at the door.

I just see.

- [Miss B] Excuse me, sir.

How can I help you?

- [Shame] Man, I wanna hear

none of this sh*t.

- Excuse me.

Excuse me, sir.

- [Shame] Get your damn

hands off me.

- [Miss B] You just cannot

get inside like this

without permission.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

You just cannot burst

into my office like this.

- [Shame] No, I'm sorry.

I just need a moment of

your time, okay?

That's it.

(Ashley sighs)

- It's okay, B.

- Are you sure?

I couldn't go.

He cannot just get inside

like this without permission.

- All right B, okay, it's fine.

I got it from here, thank you.

- You gonna stretch

my jacket out

I still, I gotta take

this back to the store.

Get your damn hands off of me

before I have to set

your a*s straight.

Look, I need to know

what your connection is

on this case you took on.

Mr. Wright?

Yeah, I know all about that.

- And who are you?

- I'm everything but a

co-defendant.

But listen, I ain't really

come here to play with you.

Just know it's your job

to keep them from digging.

Yeah, I don't give a

f*ck who paid you.

All I need you to do

is do your job

and get him out, okay?

No deals.

- Judge Parchman.

- Yes, Counsel.

- Listen, I understand your

commitment to justice for all

and I share that oath with you

and I just want to keep in

mind public safety first.

- Frank, public safety

is always the priority,

but we're not gonna start

sending innocent men

to jail on assumptions.

- [Frank] But Detective

Johnson has actual evidence

that can confirm all of

our suspicions.

- Yes, yes, that's true,

Your Honor.

I have a CI working a m*rder

case of Jay's ex-drug dealer.

We can potentially get

enough evidence to place him

or someone close to him at one

of the scene of the crimes.

- Like I said, gentlemen,

when you have real evidence,

I'll reconsider.

Until then, I plan to

dismiss this case tomorrow

and order the immediate release

of Mr. Wright when we reconvene.

- [Frank] We'll have more

than enough evidence by then,

Your Honor.

- We shall see.

No reason to discuss further.

(cars purring)

(Officer Hart spits)

- Hey! Mr. Police!

You too scared to be

out here without a fire.

- Man, why the f*ck y'all

strolling at nighttime

looking like y'all

kidnapping kids n*gga?

- Hear this f*ck n*gga man?

(HeavyHand laughing)

Don't you know we like

to kidnap kid.

f*ck 'em in the a*s.

Throw 'em over the bridge.

That how it is n*gga.

And I don't mind

putting that fire

on a m*therf*cking 12 either.

- You better watch your

m*therf*cking mouth n*gga.

- Yeah.

Or what?

n*gga.

The only reason I'm dealing

with your m*therf*cking a*s

'cause bro say you

got blood on your

m*therf*cking hands n*gga.

- [Officer Hart] Okay.

- [HeavyHand] Yeah.

- [Officer Hart] So you still

ain't answer my question though.

- Yeah.

- What the f*ck we doing here?

- Look, I already done

sent bro to see the lawyer.

She know her m*therf*cking role.

You better know your

m*therf*cking position

or you'll be the first

m*therf*cker to get

that fire put on

their a*s n*gga.

(Officer Hart laughing)

- He-he.

- You sound real

confident n*gga.

But your a*s don't need to

be so arrogant m*therf*cker.

You heard what the f*ck

I said n*gga.

(cell phone dings)

- Oh sh*t.

(cell phone dings)

(Detective Johnson grunting)

- Is that Officer Hart?

The f*ck.

Hart.

What you done got your a*s into?

The f*ck is you doing?

Yeah, that's his dumb a*s.

- Counsel.

As I stated in the

initial hearing,

I'm prepared to dismiss this

case and release Mr. Wright

unless your

department is prepared

to present anything that

can support the allegations

and his continued detainment.

- Your Honor, we have

some things in the works

right now as we speak.

If you just grab me a little

latitude as far as time.

- Counsel,

the court will not be

detaining Mr. Wright unlawfully

any longer without some

sort of evidence

to support your accusations

presented by your office.

Attorney Tillman?

- Uh yes, Your Honor.

- I assume your client

will continue to exercise

his Fifth Amendment rights

and he will not be testifying

in his own defense.

Is that correct?

- Yes, Your Honor.

- Well then, seeing

that the defendant

nor the state has anything

else to add to this matter,

this case will be dismissed

and all charges illegitimately

imposed by the state

will be dropped.

Mr. Wright shall be

released in the morning

pending no further developments

between now and then.

- Your Honor, I would strongly

stand in opposition to this.

Our case just needs a little

bit more time to be prepared

for a case of this magnitude.

- Unfortunately Counsel,

you had your time.

Case dismissed.

(gavel bangs)

- So what's up man?

Where, where's my evidence?

- First off, lower your voice.

Secondly, I might got something.

No, I, I definitely

got something,

but gimme, gimme,

gimme a minute.

I'ma need some time to work

out some details, my guy.

I have enough evidence.

He won't even see

freedom tomorrow.

You gotta trust me, aight?

- Your nonchalant a*s has

not been dependable at all.

- Fair enough.

But this right here.

- Look man, look, look.

Just make it happen.

- [Detective Johnson] Say less.

(upbeat music)

I'on f*ck with rappers

I'on, I'on

I'on f*ck with rappers

I'on f*ck with rappers

I'on f*ck with rappers

You were never in the

street, never on the block

You aint never hit a

lick, never told a GL*CK

I'on f*ck with rappers

I'on f*ck with rappers

I'on f*ck with rappers

I'on f*ck with rappers

(people faintly chatting)

- [Guard] Nice to

meet you champ.

(people faintly chatting)

(cell phone ringing)

- [Automation] This is

a prepaid call from.

Now.

(cell phone button clicks)

- Hey Jay.

You haven't called

me in forever.

Look, I know you can't talk,

but one of your

friends called me

and wants me to relay a message.

Some Hispanic guy,

he left money under my sink.

Like I, I don't know what

this means but

I'm sure this is the message

that he wanted me to tell you.

I don't know.

What?

(people faintly chatting)

(papers rustling)

- Hart.

We have to do better

at collecting evidence.

- What'd I do?

- What'd I do?

What happened to the

evidence that you

and your partner were

supposed to be bringing me?

- To be honest, I have no

idea what you talking about.

And I actually really

only came in

because I missed a

hearing this morning.

What?

We supposed to be

giving you evidence?

- Yes.

Johnson said you guys

had evidence

that's gonna help me tie

this new m*rder case to Jay.

What, you haven't talked to him?

- No.

I've been pretty

busy all morning

and I'm pretty sure I'll

talk to him sometime today.

- Well, I hope so.

Listen, I need you guys

to do your job

so I can do my job.

- Did he mention

which m*rder case could

be connected to Jay?

- It was some guy named

Lake that was k*lled

and his cousin Bobby used

to work for Jay.

Now Johnson believes that

Jay is cleaning house.

Now the cousin Bobby is on

a run just like Tae and G.

And we have no m*rder

weapons, we have no witnesses,

we have no shooters in custody.

But there's supposed to be

footage of the actual sh**ting.

- He ain't mention no

footage to me.

But hey, stop worrying.

We doing all we can to

help get this case sealed.

Aight?

Stop tripping man. You good.

(Frank sighs)

(Frank sharply exhales)

(paper lightly rustling)

- Yo, what's up?

- [Officer Hart] You dumb a*s!

You didn't check to see if

there was any f*cking cameras?

- The f*ck is you

talking about n*gga?

- The f*cking ride-along you

insisted I take with you.

- Ride-along?

n*gga don't put my name

in this sh*t.

- n*gga it sound like you

talking too much

on that m*therf*cking phone.

Who the f*ck you got

listening in?

- Listening in?

m*therf*ckers I'm just as

deep as you two dumb f*ck!

You sloppy m*therf*ckers!

- n*gga you don't know who

the f*ck you talking to n*gga.

Huh?

You better know where you fall

on that

m*therf*cking food chain.

- Man. Listen.

Johnson got footage from

the f*cking sh**ting

and now he wants to meet.

- Nah, you meet up first.

- Me, where?

- f*ck that n*gga.

- What he say?

- Man, f*ck that pig.

You know what, you know

what the motion is.

f*ck 12.

(fingernails clicking)

- Hey.

- Hey, Miss?

- Lailah.

- Lailah.

Yes.

I'm surprised to see

you here today.

Is something wrong?

Did someone reach out to you?

- No.

- [Ashley] Okay.

- No one reached out,

from the courts.

- Okay.

Are you sure you're okay?

Because I thought you

would be way more surprised

to hear about his release.

- Release?

- Oh, you weren't at

the hearing?

Yes, the DA's office couldn't

find any supporting evidence

so the judge has to let him go

and he'll be released

by morning time.

- Oh no, I didn't know.

Well, I'm happy you were

able to represent him

and ensure his just treatment.

- Yes, I'm just happy I

could help out.

- Right.

- Okay?

- Yeah.

- Hmm.

- Look, I know we don't

have much history together,

but I feel like we share

a common feeling

about this situation.

At the end of the day, bro,

you know like I know he on

the other side.

- Right.

- That man,

he can switch up on us

whenever he feel like it.

- Man, listen.

That m*therf*cker play

if he want to.

I don't mind putting a cop

in a m*therf*cking blunt.

You heard me?

- But man, sh*t.

I feel you but,

at the same time, bro,

you know he can play

this sh*t to the point

we can't even make a move, bro.

n*gga did you just get out

'cause they tried to put

the squeeze up on you?

- Yeah.

But f*ck 'em.

But listen.

Say Shame,

what the f*ck you saying man?

- It don't look like you mind

taking up disciplinary

actions to me.

Man, what?

What you think we should do,

bro?

- You know what?

I really don't mind.

But this sh*t here look

different man.

Know what I mean?

- Yeah,

is does look different.

- Listen, we gonna have

to put the squeeze on him.

Put the pressure down on him.

Have his b*tch a*s doing a shoe.

Yeah.

- Yeah, I like how you think,

bro.

- You know what?

I'm glad we kept your

a*s around n*gga.

Yeah.

- Yeah, y'all some smart

m*therf*ckers.

(faint rhythmic music)

(lighter clicks)

(people faintly chattering)

(faint rhythmic music continues)

(train whistle blowing)

(speaking in foreign language)

(speaking in foreign language)

(cars purring)

(Shame and HeavyHand

faintly chattering)

- [HeavyHand] Glad you know

how to take instructions,

f*ck n*gga.

- Yeah, whatever.

What the f*ck I'm

meeting you for?

I need to be getting to him

before he gets suspicious dude.

- I don't want him doing that.

But you gonna call me

and keep me on the phone.

I'm gonna be listening in

and the first time I hear

that f*ck sh*t

I'm gonna k*ll both of

y'all to damn night.

- What if he find out?

Like, all this.

- That's for me to worry about.

You just do what the

f*ck I told you to do.

f*ck I look like putting

my life in your hand?

Come n*gga.

Get that.

This n*gga.

Handle your

m*therf*cking business.

(Officer Hart sighs)

- [Officer Hart] Can

you hear me, man?

- Yeah, I can hear you.

Just go ahead and handle

that business.

We'll be right here.

(ominous music)

(Detective Johnson

heavily breathing)

(Officer Hart grunts)

- What up Brody?

- What's good man?

- Chillin'.

Damn boy, you a busy

man ain't you?

(Officer Hart chuckles)

I been calling you all day.

- Yeah, my bad man.

I been in and out of court.

You know how that sh*t go.

- Man, no.

Ain't that much court in

the world, bro.

- Well what's going on?

I heard James has some

leads for us.

- Hmm.

Yeah.

He definitely got some leads.

That's what the f*ck

we need to talk about.

Hm.

(ominous music)

He seen your surveillance

of that sh**ting.

f*ck going on man?

I mean, you can talk to me.

I mean,

we gotta drop this badge out

to go handle that sh*t man,

just let me know.

- What, what, what,

what you, what you mean?

- Please tell me,

they got a drop on your

family or something.

That you ain't choose to be

on the wrong side of the law

and go on with that

m*therf*cking weirdo.

What's going on man?

Hey.

Is it money?

Hey.

Promotion at the department?

- Man f*ck you n*gga!

- f*ck me?

n*gga I'm trying to, I'm

trying to hold you down n*gga.

- Look bro, this sh*t

deeper than you.

And it's deeper than the

m*therf*cking department n*gga.

Some people just

built different.

(Officer Hart chuckles)

(g*n clicks)

(ominous music)

(Detective Johnson sucks teeth)

- So this is what it come

down to, Brody?

- Mm hmm.

- Okay.

(lighter clicks)

(cell phone buzzing)

That's James calling right now.

You know he know everything,

right?

Think about this sh*t man.

(Officer Hart sighs)

You willing to risk

your whole life,

everything you worked for,

for what?

Get that m*therf*cker's do boy?

- Why you just ain't let

this sh*t go man?

Huh?

Shoulda just let this

sh*t go n*gga.

(g*n blasts)

(ominous music continues)

(upbeat music)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah

Aye count what you

got there huh

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

He-heh-He

Kink you did it again

Straight up out the hood

b*tch my name ring bells

f*ck that n*gga b*tch

Never kiss, never tell, yeah

I built an empire

I did the sh*t with no help

Applied pressure, I done

gave a f*ck n*gga hell

- [Jay] Later.

- Yo, Jay.

(muffled rap music continues)

I got this out evidence

room for you.

It's your time, right?

They told me take you

wherever you need to go.

(muffled rap music continues)

- f*ck.

James calling.

- Answer the damn phone n*gga.

(Officer Hart sighs)

- [Officer Hart] Yo.

- [James] Hart.

Yo bro,

I've been reaching out to

Johnson all day

and ain't got no answer.

We were supposed to deliver

this evidence to the court.

Have you talked to him today?

- Nah, no I haven't.

I missed court myself

this morning.

I mean, it been a long week

so he probably felt it too.

- [James] Nah bro.

Nah, I hear you bro.

I'm just, I'm just checking bro.

I guess we could take another

crack at it in the morning.

Oh yeah,

they let Jay out bro.

Watch your back.

- Aight.

f*ck.

- Amigos.

Eh, take it easy.

Calm down.

And now I gonna need a

favor from you.

Okay?

You, you know or all free Ego?

I need push out of my territory.

(Diego speaking in Spanish)

Okay?

(Jay knocking)

- [Jay] What's up?

- Hey.

(Lailah and Jay chuckle)

- Got a nice place.

- Thank you.

You know I been working hard.

- I see.

(Jay clears throat)

So, tell me,

how did you know about

what was going on

and what made you bring me here?

- Actually I spoke with Passion

and she made a good point

about me coming to see you.

So, you know,

I have to come check

on you myself.

- Hmm.

Well, I hear you.

So, now what?

- I, I didn't really

think that far.

I guess I was just dealing

with what was in front of me.

Like back in the day.

It's one of my biggest fears,

getting a call from a lawyer

or worse,

somebody calling me and

telling me you were dead.

- Hmm.

Yeah.

That's why you left.

So, what really

brought you back?

- No, that's not why I left.

I left because of your fan club.

- Fan club?

- Yeah, fan club.

Every week there was a new girl

trying to fight me over you.

It got so tiring.

- Yeah, I don't

remember it that way.

I guess our experiences were

just a little different.

- What's your

experience right now?

Do you feel what I feel?

(slow rap music)

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

I know you miss it girl

Aye count what you

got there huh

Tell me how you feel,

speak your mind for me

Slow your thought, baby

take your time for me

Let me in your mind,

what you hiding from me

I been on her mind, she

said she down for me

Say she miss this fire,

she been through, oh dawg

She need to kiss this fire,

she can't help, oh dawg

Rollin' up these papers,

takin' clothes off

(woman moaning)

(chair squeaking)

(cell phone ringing)

- [Passion] Hey, what's up?

- You know Jay out, right?

I know you said the judge

wasn't gonna keep him long

but I'm still surprised

he was able to shake that.

- Well, I'm glad he's

out right now.

You know I heard Lailah

tryna step in.

- As she should, right?

- [Passion] I guess.

Mmm.

- Mmm, you sound bothered.

You plan to reach out to him?

I know he seent you in court.

- Mmm, I don't know.

I'm gonna let him get

his thoughts together.

You know, I don't wanna

complicate things right now,

but you right, he did see me.

- Yeah, I feel you.

But you know he still

want to hear from you.

- Mm, I'll think about it.

But sis, I'ma talk to you later.

I gotta finna to handle

some business.

- Okay, just hit me up

if you need me.

- Hey Jay, I know

that you're out.

Slide through, maybe?

It'll be good to see your face.

(fingernails clicking)

If that's okay.

- What's up Frank?

- Hey, I was, I was

trying to see

if you had heard

anything from Johnson.

I was looking for him.

- I haven't talked to

Johnson in a few days.

I mean, we kind of been

on bad terms.

- Oh man.

I just been trying to

get in touch with him

for the past few days myself.

Um, I was just hoping that,

you know,

you could gimme some good news.

Ease my mind up a little

bit, you know what I mean?

(Frank chuckles)

- I mean, I wish I could,

but I'm sure he's good.

He probably laid up some

new female per usual.

- Oh no, I mean, I hope not, I

mean I, I'm hoping he's okay.

I mean,

well I, I'm hoping he's not

just laid up some random female.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Look, just lemme know

when you do talk to him.

(Johnson's Old Lady sighs)

(cars purring)

- Hey.

- Hey.

It's been a minute.

How you been?

- It has been a minute and

I've been good.

I'm glad to see that

you're finally out.

- Yeah, I'm glad to be out.

I seen you in court.

I was glad to see a

familiar face.

- We got history.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm gonna always ride for

you and you know that.

- Yeah.

It's always good to see when

you in that kind of position,

you know?

People always say they

with you but,

you know, it's a different thing

when you see it in real time.

- Mm.

Speaking of,

I see your girl, she

came through.

(Jay chuckles)

Uh huh.

- Yeah she did, huh?

Sounded like you put

her up to it.

- I did not.

I definitely didn't put

her up to it,

but I did see her around

so I thought she should

come support you.

You need to see a familiar face.

- Definitely needed that.

- Guess I sure of myself, huh?

- Hmm.

(car purring)

(ominous music)

- [Bystander] Hello, 9-1-1?

This n*gga got shot.

(ominous music)

- What?!

Your Honor?

- Yes, Counsel.

- Have you heard anything?

- Heard what, Counsel?

- Johnson.

Johnson was found

shot and k*lled.

- Shot?

k*lled?

Where's this

information coming from?

- I, I have people on the ground

that keep me informed and.

Oh this is not good man.

Did we make a mistake?

- Protecting people's

constitutional rights

is never a mistake, Counsel.

What people do with

the privilege

determines whether they

keep 'em or not.

When was this discovered?

- They found him today.

They said that he's been

out there for over 12 hours.

- Well, Mr. Wright wasn't

released until this morning

and he didn't speak with anybody

the whole time he was detained.

What makes you think

that he's been involved?

- Well I don't,

but at least we can agree

that this all seems a

little bit too convenient.

- Maybe.

But that's why the police

will do the police work

and we'll proceed with

what's presented.

(paper lightly rustling)

(paper lightly rustling)

- It's the man himself.

JBoi, what's happening?

- The f*ck going on?

- Hold up, hold up, JBoi listen.

You remember Ego driver, Diego.

Man, you know Diego.

- Like I told you lady,

I am a friend.

- The f*ck?

- Hold on, hold on, hold on.

We started the organization

way before Ego was in

the picture.

Soon as Ego got in the

picture, sh*t went left field.

- Ego is a selfish

(speaking Spanish).

And I am not just his driver.

I was sent here for the

family to watch him.

They don't trust him either.

And since I've been here

everything he's done

was f*ck up.

And now

I'm ready to take over

(Diego sniffs)

and I need your help.

- You need my help?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

sh*t, it might be good for

the all of us, for real.

- You think this will be

good for us or good for you?

I just, I, I don't think

that's for you to say.

I mean this is who we all

work for, right?

Why don't we let him decide

what's the move or not?

- Hmm, sound like you making

a move against the family.

- No.

It's model time.

But

if I can break up

his operation,

hit him his import,

I can easily have it

reroute to me.

And then

you can work directly to me

and make more money than

you ever made in your life.

- Hmm.

Nah see it sound like

you recruiting soldiers.

I'm on my way out anyway

so that don't work for me.

- So are you done?

Well, if you help

make this happen,

I make sure you work as

a friend of the family.

See?

I have the power.

You see the guard?

He work for me.

You'll forever be protected.

(Jay sniffs)

- So what's the plan?

- Well, I've been

watching his perros.

They are sloppy, stupidos.

We will catch them.

- Hmm.

And you don't expect

Ego to retaliate?

(Diego slowly chuckling)

- Ego?

I will take care Ego by myself.

I will k*ll this m*therf*cker

with my own hands.

- Okay.

- Yes!

For a lifetime partnership.

- Listen James, I'm not

gonna be long.

I just wanted to say,

I know Johnson

really trusted you

and I'm not sure

what's going on,

but I need you, man.

They found Johnson

shot dead today.

Listen, I trust you.

I worked with Johnson for

years in the courtroom

making sure justice was served

and we were able to protect

the public from criminals

such as the animal we're

trying to keep caged up now.

You do what you got to do.

If we can tie him to

this m*rder,

no judge in the country

is gonna protect him.

(muffled rap music)

- Ohh, I like this look on you.

It's elegant

and dangerous.

- You funny.

- My little hood baby.

Quiet as kept.

- Hm.

You been holding it down?

- Well, like I always say,

some sh*t just don't

never change.

- Some sh*t gotta change.

- What do you mean?

- I just mean that

maybe it's time for

some things to change.

I had just started my

business just before all that

and um,

I feel that it just brought

me closer to my purpose.

You know what?

I think you what I've

been missing.

- That's how you feel?

You know I got the

vision baby

Grindin' I made a way

I did it with precision baby

Grindin' I made a way

You been what I'm

missing baby

Grindin' I made a way

You know I got the

vision baby

- Where's Jay?

- Be patient.

He's on his way.

- Where, where's the little cop?

- I sent him home.

This grown folk business.

We don't f*ck with 12.

Mm-mm, we don't f*ck with 12,

bro.

(Jay lightly nocking)

- Yeah.

- Oh there it is.

- We good to go?

- Of course.

- Hold up, hold up.

I feel like this some sh*t I

need to take care of alone.

I feel like this my debt to pay.

- Yeah, bro.

You know we rock with you.

- Come on bro.

You know what the f*ck

going on bro.

We got you.

sh*t, for life n*gga.

- Plus me,

I'ma have to show them

how I get down

if I'ma be working with him.

For real.

- I feel you,

but uh,

I want out.

And sh*t,

I feel like this some

sh*t I gotta do myself.

- You think you the

only one want out, bro?

sh*t n*gga, I want out too.

- Y'all n*gg*s a trip.

Look,

y'all feel like y'all

gonna just walk free?

See I still run around out here.

n*gga we just had Johnson hit.

Know what I mean?

But look,

but I tell you what though.

You go ahead and

handle that dude.

We can handle that CI situation

(ominous music)

- Bet.

(upbeat rap music)

Aye count what you

got there huh

I'm a real power in

these streets

Kink, you did it again

I had dope in the floor

Money stacked to the ceiling

Gave the game all my heart

It had me lost in

my feelings

When I showed them my pain

They just painted a villain

But I come from the bottom

So I'm standing on business

- Hey Jay.

I know it's late

and no, I'm not tryna

complicate things

(fingernails clicking)

but,

I think you should

slide through.

Is that okay?

(muffled rap music continues)

(Passion lightly moans)

(fingernails lightly tapping)

(Passion lightly moans)

On the block in the post

Tryna get 'em to face up

I'm the man, I'm the GOAT

They gotta get a debate up

Yeah I did it alone,

yeah I did it no favors

I had dope in the floor

(louder rap music)

Money stacked to the ceiling

Gave the game all my heart

It had me lost in

my feelings

When I showed them my pain

They just painted a villain

But I come from the bottom

So I'm standing on business

Gotta put in the work

Yeah my dues have

been paid off

- Hey.

Ain't that bro right there?

g*dd*mn, bro.

Man let me get my hands

dirty one time.

Damn n*gga, you tryna

get all the kills, huh?

(upbeat rap music)

I did the impossible

So I couldn't stay modest

I don't need your support

I'ma get it regardless

Made a way out the trenches

I was destined for power

Yeah I put in the time

They know I put in my hours

It all started the same

I know they feel a lil sour

(muffled rap music)

- Should have just stayed

your a*s out the way.

(g*n shot blasts)

Skippin' class, sellin'

dope in the park

I had a dream, I

had a vision

So I gave it my heart

I had dope in the floor

Money stacked to the ceiling

Gave the game all my heart

Had me lost in my feelings

When I showed them my pain

They just painted a villain

But I come from the bottom

So I'm standing on business

(ominous music)

(Diego speaking Spanish)

(ominous music)

(ominous music fades)

(ominous music)

(Diego speaking Spanish)

(Diego grunting)

(ominous music)

(cell phone ringing)

- Hey.

- [Jay] I'm on the way home now.

- Okay.

Good.

- It's all good, I

took care of it.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

Okay.

Alright.

- I already took care of

that n*gga James.

That should buy you

some more time

so you can figure out

what your next move is.

- sh*t, that n*gga

Hart got to go.

- Nah sh*t, Hart gotta go.

- Can't sleep til that

n*gga dead, huh?

I feel you.

- As a matter of fact,

leave that g*n there too.

That should solve they

little mystery.

They ain't been

trusting Hart no way.

- Right.

- And the dead man can't talk.

- Huh.

I'm gone k*ll that

n*gga tonight.

Yeah.

- This n*gga crazy, boy.

- Man.

Quiet as kept,

bro, you really got a

story to tell for real.

Need to drop a mix tape

or something.

Or write this sh*t in

a movie or something.

sh*t, I know a photographer.

He gone f*ck with you

on the price

just off the strength of me.

Let me text him.

- Hey man.

This sh*t too real

for movies man.

(Jay chuckling)

- If they don't do the mix

tape, bro, or the movie,

sh*t, what's next?

- sh*t.

I guess we'll see.

sh*t.

Lil hood baby finally

out the hood.

(Jay chuckling)

- I see you got the

hoodie on and sh*t.

- [Jay] Yeah.

- Need to get me one made.

I'm gonna hit you bro.

- [Jay] Aight.

(metal gate thuds)

(slow rap music)

Aye count what you

got there huh

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Kink, you did it again

Yeah I made it places

dare a mo won't go

I made a lil money just

want a lil mo'

I remember the days I

had to sleep on the floor

I was stuck in the trap

Took a trip to the store

(muffled rap music)

(Jay chuckles)

- [Passion] Hey.

- Hey.

Hmm.

So what's on your mind?

- Look, I'm not

trying to intrude

but you know where I stand.

I was there.

Ain't nothing changed.

- Yeah I know.

I feel the same.

- Look, I know I wasn't like

you and Lailah, being official.

I mean we was official.

Unofficial.

Eh, a lil bit.

(Jay chuckles)

- Yeah I know.

- You do?

I remember them days I

had to sleep on the floor

I was stuck in the trap

Took a trip to the coast

In the whip with

the doors open

In the crib with

the doors open

I pray for these doors open

I pray for these doors open

(HeavyHand knocking)

(Officer Hart sighs)

- Who is it?

- [HeavyHand] It's your boss,

boy.

- Man, I thought you was

that little informant

that be with the arresting unit,

boy.

- Yeah that n*gga ended up dead.

(Officer Hart chuckles)

(ominous music)

- Come on man.

- Yo.

(g*n blasts)

f*ck n*gga.

(ominous music)

(cell phone ringing)

- [Jay] Yo, Tae, what up?

- Bro, what's up bro?

Been meanin', n*gga glad

you out this m*therf*cker.

- sh*t, yeah, I'm here.

- I just wanna let you know man,

you know I'm forever loyal.

n*gga loyalty is everything.

This sh*t just get

f*cked up sometimes

but you know we rocking

'til the wheel fall off.

sh*t'll never change.

sh*t just crazy though, bro,

'cause

I was at the park the other day

watchin' these lil n*gg*s hoop.

Man I could see us in

these young n*gg*s, bro.

Like the sh*t really

f*cked me up, cuz.

Like the next generation, they

need m*therf*ckers like us

to show 'em the way.

- Yeah, sh*t.

Bro, I made my move.

It's time for me to focus on

the next phase of my life.

- sh*t, you know I'm

with you n*gga.

Just get with me, let me know.

- For sure.

Get with me, bro.

Aight.

(Shame sharply exhales)

- Yo, Bobby.

This Shame.

I know I'm probably the

last m*therf*cker

you wanted to hear from.

But listen bro,

I was there.

Saw the whole thing.

Watched that

m*therf*cking cop k*ll Lake.

And I finally got to him.

Look I,

I don't expect us to

be friends again but

just felt like you should know.

(Jay's footsteps slowly tapping)

(Jay sighs)

- You had to change for

your business meeting?

- Um.

Yeah, I had to tie up

some loose ends

and had to leave some

stuff behind me, you know?

- Is everything okay?

(Jay chuckles)

- Yeah.

Beyond it.

(cell phone buzzing)

(cell phone buzzing)

(upbeat rap music)

Yeah, yeah

Aye count what you

got there huh

I'm in this b*tch with

a Drake n*gga, yeah

Street n*gg*s

f*ck you talkin' 'bout

Kink, you did it again

I been the man out the block

I told them keep the faith

I'm lil hood baby

See the grind I made a way

I ran it up, I did a number

sh*t they really

impressed now

Give a f*ck n*gga

and that hoe doubt it

Just gettin' it off

my chest now

f*ck them n*gg*s, I don't

f*ck with them n*gg*s

Cold hearted, like f*ck

they feelings

Huddled around, I

don't trust them n*gg*s

They play with me, that's

a cold heart killin'

Street n*gga I been the man

Gold boy I made a

hundred bands

Ten toes, I double stand

Stay hatin' on me,

they really fans

Been that n*gga, gotta

let them know

Heart real cold, gotta

leave you froze

Hit my phone, gotta

talk in code

In the trap, gotta

catch the low

Too focused, in a

different mode

Ran it up, I was flippin'

dough

Talkin' on me, I

swear they pro

Hatin' on me, feel

it in my soul

Made it out and I

made it happen

In the streets and I

made it trappin'

Talkin' on me, need

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Big ma, b*tch, I'm

the captain

Now n*gg*s 'bout all

that action

Shoulda moved when I'm callin'

cash in

Shooters with me never lackin'

Ran it up, count it back in

Know that I'm the

man, put it on my soul

Got it out the mud,

b*tch I made a bankroll

Still doin' numbers,

screaming f*ck my foes

Still a trap n*gga, bet

I'll never go broke, nah

I been the man off the block,

I told 'em keep the faith

I'm lil hood baby, see

the grind I made a way

I ran it up, I did a number

sh*t, they really

impressed now

Give a f*ck n*gga and

that hoe doubted

Just gettin' it off

my chest now

f*ck them n*gg*s, I don't

f*ck with them n*gg*s

Cold heart, like f*ck

they feelings

Huddled 'round, I

don't trust them n*gg*s

They play with me, that's

a cold heart killin'

Street n*gga, I been the man

Gold boy, made a

hundred bands

Ten toes, I double stand

Stay hatin' on me,

they really fans

Doubted me, they

shoulda hold

Know they hurt, gotta

let it soak

Know they sleep, gotta

get 'em woke

Kept it real, gotta

let 'em quote

Got a pretty lil b*tch,

she open doors

Double up, I

cracked the code

They spiff, they gettin'

bold

Energy gotta let them know

Plan it up, go 'head relax

Couple band, blew it

all in Saks.

I paid the dues, you

pay the tax

Speakin' truth, can't

leave the facts

You see the money up

in my closet

Honestly been sellin' dope

Yeah n*gga had it on the low

Out the mud I gave my whole

Know that I'm the

man, put it on my soul

Got it out the mud,

b*tch I made a bankroll

Still doin' numbers,

screamin' f*ck my foes

Still a trap n*gga,

bet I never go broke

I been the man, out the block

I told 'em keep the faith

I'm lil hood baby, see

the grind I made a way

I ran it up, I did a number

sh*t, they really

impressed now

Give a f*ck n*gga and

that hoe doubted

Just gettin' it off

my chest now

f*ck them n*gg*s, I don't

f*ck with them n*gg*s

Cold heart, like f*ck

they feelings

Huddled 'round, I

don't trust them n*gg*s

They play with me, that's

a cold heart killin'

Street n*gga, I been the man

Gold boy, made a

hundred bands

Ten toes, I double stand

Stay hatin' on me,

they really fans

Ha, ha, ha, ha

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