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♪ And be bold
♪ I hunt like a tiger
♪ When you're in the fire
♪ And I starve when it gets cold ♪
♪ Will you be a predator or will you be the prey ♪
♪ Or will you get swallowed up
♪ I know you need a pack when it's time to hunt ♪
♪ So you can just follow up
♪ Will you be a predator or will you be the prey ♪
♪ Or will you get swallowed up
♪ I know you need a pack when it's time to hunt ♪
♪ So you can just follow up
♪ Fighting for survival
♪ Survival
- [Girl] I never imagined they'd lock her up.
But they did.
My mother being taken away from me
changed my life forever.
♪ Survival
[beat music]
[metal door clanking]
[dramatic electric guitar music]
♪ I got my back against the wall ♪
♪ They take but nothing pass me ♪
♪ So if they ask me
♪ I want everything
♪ They owe me everything
♪ I'm all in
♪ They can't tell me nothing, all in ♪
- So your momma gonna keep sending you in here
to do a grown woman's job, huh?
You hear me talking to you, little girl?
Your momma named Keema, right?
How much she making selling all them damn food stamps?
- How much do I owe?
[woman gasping]
- Oh, so you a little smartass, huh?
That's okay.
I know all about her.
And as a matter of fact,
the whole hood know about her too.
And your little ass
about to follow right in her footsteps.
Watch.
Mmm-mmm-mmm.
Have a nice day.
- [Girl] Bye.
- Mmm-mmm-mmm.
- These bags are so heavy.
- Treasure?
I know that sweet voice when I hear it.
- Yeah, it's me, Ms. Edwins.
- I thought I told Keema not to let you
go walking these streets alone, baby.
You're just 10 years old.
You children today, y'all just don't listen.
- I gotta go.
I'll be fine, Ms. Edwins.
They say the ghetto got a way of swallowing you.
Training you up the wrong way and spitting you out.
[faint beat music]
In the hood,
you're forced to be an adult way before you're time.
I guess it's just being a victim of your own circumstance.
♪ Inside my body, nigger scratching and surviving ♪
♪ Trying to make it out the projects ♪
♪ If they want it then they got it ♪
♪ Homie better hide that wallet ♪
♪ Family full of alcoholics
♪ I just see it how I call it
♪ They just call it how they see it ♪
♪ They don't want no beef, they vegan ♪
♪ But you fools up in the schools ♪
♪ What the fuck these teachers teaching ♪
♪ Bunch of dummies in the streets ♪
♪ Busting pistols for no reason ♪
♪ I'm the nigger to believe in
♪ If you bullshit, I'm leaving
♪ If you running, not be leaking ♪
♪ If you dumb enough from squeezing ♪
♪ Hard times ain't for soft people ♪
♪ Home of the brave and the slaves ♪
♪ We is no equal
♪ We got the same hustle
♪ But mine is not legal
♪ These streets will lead you
♪ Choose wisely, love trying to leave through ♪
♪ I got my back against the wall ♪
♪ They take but nothing pass me ♪
[muffled children chattering]
- [Woman] Treasure, go get your brother!
You hear me?
- I hear you!
[television buzzing]
[faint television chattering]
[baby crying]
- [Boy] I'm so sick of doing those.
- Oh my God!
Mommy!
Cash is jumping on the bed!
- Cash,
you want your ass whooped? - Shane is doing
his stupid drawings. - I done bought your ass
a birthday cake that you ain't deserve!
You're gonna get out here and blow out these candles!
- [Treasure] Dinero, please!
- And I need every breathing person in this house
to eat some cereal! [toilet flushing]
Don't milk do a body good and some shit like that?
I'm trying to be a good mother here.
[Keema wincing]
- Aren't you gonna wash your hands?
- Are you gonna wash your ass?
Yeah, I'm gonna wash my hands.
Go light that cake.
- [Treasure Voiceover] That's my mom.
The woman that everyone loves to hate.
Most have no idea what she goes through as a single mom
trying to make it off the system.
- She too damn grown.
[ominous music]
[suspenseful music]
[ominous music]
All right, y'all, come on so we can cut this cake!
- [Cash] Yeah, let's eat some cake!
[door thudding]
- Get your ass on the floor!
- I ain't getting on no motherfucking floor!
- Bitch, I'm not giving you another chance!
Get it down!
- And what y'all want anyway?
Why y'all here?
- Relax!
We have a search warrant, I'm Detective Raynor.
- I don't give a fuck
about your search warrant! - Can I get my brothers?
I hear one of them crying!
- [Officer] Get on the floor!
Get down! - Stay right here.
- Get on the ground. - Stay right here.
- [Detective] Everybody's gonna be okay, get on the ground.
- [Keema] Stay right here.
- Get on the floor right now. - Now!
Put her down!
- [Detective] Get on the ground right now!
- Right in front of my babies?
Really?
That's how y'all doing it?
- Just get on the floor, it's gonna be all right.
Jim, check everything!
Their rooms, bathrooms, this whole place!
- You're gonna pay for that shit too!
That's Versace,
in case y'all broke-ass blue collars ain't know!
- [Detective] Let's move, gentlemen.
[eerie music]
- [Officer] 380 under the kids' mattress.
- I got drugs in the kitchen.
- Well, Miss Keema Newell,
why is there a 380 underneath your son's mattress?
What kind of mother are you?
- That shit ain't mine.
- Mm-hmm.
And who does this belong to? - Yours!
You planted that shit in there, you dirty motherfucker!
And I'mma sue y'all too!
Y'all trifling too, that's word to my youngins.
- And how about this box of money here?
- I guess this house too, huh?
- All right, cuff her, take her downstairs,
read her her rights and call child protective services
to come and get the kids.
- Oh, come on, please don't call CPS on me!
Call my mother.
Call my mother, come on, please.
She can come right now.
- You're getting ready to go to jail
for possession of a firearm, possession of marijuana
with intent to distribute and, oh yeah, child endangerment.
Do you really think I wanna call the woman
that gave you life to come and get these kids?
[Detective sighing]
- Look, how about we call your father
to come pick you and your brothers up?
Is there a number you can give us to call?
- Cash's daddy's dead and I don't have a father.
- [Keema] Kids, shut your mouth.
- What about his father?
- [Keema] Don't tell them that.
- Look, this house isn't safe for you to be staying here
where there's guns and drugs.
- I already told you,
I know nothing about no guns and no drugs, none of that.
I don't know why you keep saying that shit.
- Then who do they belong to?
- Shane.
- [Officer] Who's Shane?
- [Keema] Him, the oldest one over there,
my boyfriend's son.
- Your boyfriend?
And what's his name?
Where is he?
- I don't know where he at.
I ain't his keeper.
What the fuck I look like?
[officer sighing]
- These yours, son?
- [Shane] Are these yours, son?
- [Keema] Don't let that silent treatment shit fool you.
He do that shit all the time.
He autistic but that's his, I'm telling you.
Please, y'all, just don't take my kids, please.
- One last time.
Are those your drugs?
- [Keema] Tell the truth, Shane.
- Are those your drugs?
- Fuck, kid. [officer laughing]
All right, take the woman and the kid downtown,
the parrot, here, downtown.
Call child protective services to come and get the others.
[cuffs cranking]
[Keema groaning]
- Ouch!
Fuck.
Y'all some trifling motherfuckers.
- I'll take care of this.
- You're in the system now.
There's only so much my office can do.
You gotta pay attention to what's going on right now.
You gotta do everything Judge Warren stated in there.
He's not playing, Mrs. Newell.
- I heard him.
Like I told him and you, I got set up.
I don't know who them drugs and guns belong to.
- If you say so.
- Whatever. - But he told you,
aside from the gun and drug charges,
it's 40 hours of community service
and you must get a job before we go back in front of him
in 45 days,
or you'll looking at up to 10 years, Mrs. Newell.
- Ain't no 10 years. - And let me just add this,
Little Miss I Never Do Anything.
If you don't get in that job training program
or find a job before you go in front of Judge Warren again,
I will personally suggest that he revoke
any and all welfare benefits.
- Oh, so you're saying you're gonna play with my money,
that's what you're telling me?
- And I will put him in touch
with the judge from your previous case
who said you wouldn't get your kids back
if this ever happened again.
- I thought you was a social worker.
Ain't you supposed to be helping people?
Who's side are you on?
- Trying to be on yours
but you're just one of those chronic welfare abusers.
- Oh, now I'm a chronic welfare abuser.
Just tell me how to get my kids back.
- Keema, you know you don't want those kids.
You only want them for the benefits.
You're not fooling anyone but yourself.
Why not let some nice family
who real wants to adopt those kids?
- Adopt?
See, now you're talking crazy, you're being disrespectful.
Just tell me how, just tell me how to get my kids back,
please, Ms. Vines.
- Not so fast.
They're in temporary foster care
until you clear up your duties with me.
Be in my office tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock.
- I gotta go.
- What happened with Shane?
- What about him?
He's in police custody.
Exactly where you sent him.
Only his official guardian can get him out now.
And besides, he's probably on his way
to a juvenile facility by now.
- Shane in juvie?
- Tomorrow morning, 10 o'clock.
Don't be late.
- Bitch.
- I heard that!
That is exactly why you're in
the situation you're in right now!
- What's up, sis?
- So what's the charge this time?
Guns?
Prostitution?
- You're disrespectful.
- Let me guess.
That check fraud shit?
- Nah, that hustle working just fine.
- So what?
Doesn't have anything to do with...
- What?
[Imani huffing]
Get in, man!
[engine rumbling]
That's when the SWAT sprang up in the motherfucking spot,
had their guns out all on the kids
and then they go run in the back, got the weed, the money.
I mean, for like 10 grand, and took the kids.
- Oh shit.
They got the kids?
Where they at now?
- Foster care.
That's why I gotta run over here to Rick's spot,
grab some money and then I'm gonna have to bust a move
to try and get them back.
- Raven, go and play somewhere, Raven.
Heard you got into some trouble.
Go fetch me that newspaper and hurry the hell up!
If you wanna stay here--
- I'm good.
- You gotta get rid of the goddamn attitude.
- But they started it, I didn't do anything.
She pulled my hair. - I've already told Ms. Vines
and I told her that I don't want no sassy ones here,
do you hear me?
You hearing me?
- Yes. - Now she said you were smart.
But you fast as hell.
Now go in that house and get me my glass of water
and don't be up in my fridge a goddamn dare!
- I'm hungry.
- I ain't worried about Treasure though.
I already taught her how to move
if anything like this go down.
I just hope they keep her and her brothers together.
It's Shane I'm worried about.
More importantly, I gotta deal with this bitch, Ms. Vines.
Talking about they gonna put a hold on my welfare benefits.
She fucking with my bread and butter.
And she know she fucking with me too.
You know how many people in the hood
I gotta ask them for them cards?
What's wrong with you?
- Nothing.
[ominous music]
- It's something.
- I said nothing.
- Whatever.
[traffic whooshing]
♪ Yeah, we up, yeah, we up
♪ Poppin' vans
♪ Getting fucked
- Hey, what's up?
How much is the bar bringing--
- Yo, why the fuck are you asking
about my personal business?
- Your personal business?
I thought it was a family business.
What, I ain't family now?
- Yah, you fam but you don't own shit.
- [Treasure Voiceover] That's Rick,
Dupree's brother.
One of the biggest criminals in the hood
and one of the reasons our lives
will soon be turned upside down.
- Definitely got nothing to do with my money.
- Yeah, whatever.
Since we talking about money,
I thought you should know that I got robbed
and your brother ain't nowhere to be found.
So I need like $500 so I can take care of your nephews.
- Girl, what happened?
- Some niggers ran up in the crib, took the stash.
Took the Dupree money and my money.
I'm skinny out here, Rick.
- See, you're too hot.
I told you the thing about being popular was fucking cute.
- What, you mad, huh?
Because the hood love me?
- The hood don't love you.
- You mad?
- They rob you once, they'll be back again.
Look, here's $300 now
and I'll hit you off if Dupree don't show.
What, where Dupree at right now?
- I don't know where that nigger at.
And if you run into his raggedy ass before I do,
you can let him know that Dinero and Shane
keep asking about him.
He could be a better father or something.
Give him a little pep talk or something, I don't know.
- Where Shane at?
- He with my mother.
You mind go scooting because I got some
shaking and moving to do, so.
- Aight, when you pick him up,
tell him Unc says, what's up.
- Aight.
You're a funny dude, you know that, right Rick?
You's a funny guy.
You know that, right, Rick?
Huh?
You know I'mma own this bitch one day, right?
Fuck.
Looks like I gotta beg for money and shit, man.
- Ah.
- What's going on? - What up?
Aren't you gonna sit down?
- Well, this ain't really the place
that we should be taking but...
I mean, I definitely need chat it up with you.
- Yeah, well Peppi's been needing
to chat it up with you too.
- [Treasure Voiceover] That's Peppi,
our lotto ticket
out of this dysfunctional life we are living.
[Keema chuckling]
- For you, that's a good thing.
- Yeah? - Peppi took a liking
to a little mamacita like you, baby.
- Oh yeah?
- Peppi's got some great news for you.
- What's that, Peppi?
- Things in Atlanta are moving faster than I expected.
The build out on the day spa,
it's almost near completion.
- Thought you told me it was gonna take six months.
- Yeah.
That's right, you're right.
That's right, you're correct, my little black flower.
But you see, Peppi had no idea the contractors
would work so thoroughly.
They never worked so fast, so good before.
But isn't this good news?
- It's good, yeah, it's good news.
- Ah!
Check
this
out.
- Oh my God, it's beautiful.
- Mm-hmm.
It's the same when I dreamed it.
That's crazy.
- Peppi said he'd come through, huh?
Huh?
- Yeah. - Huh?
- Yeah, you said--
- There's more good news, baby.
Peppi's about to make your panties wet.
- Oh, that's for real.
- The dude Peppi said he's hook you up with
is ready to meet you as soon as we get to Atlanta
and he wants to give you 10 pounds of weed
for three thousand dollars.
- Get the fuck out of here, Peppi.
I ain't never heard no shit like that before.
- You ain't never rolled like that before.
[Keema chuckling]
- Yeah.
Aight, but what about the contract that you told him
about the fish tank and the nail salon?
- Baby, I told him about the fish tank.
I told him everything.
Just only one slight change.
You're gonna need 20 thousand more by next week.
- Next week?
- Price of doing business. - I ain't gonna have that.
I ain't gonna have that.
I just got robbed and they took my kids, Peppi.
So I need a little time so I can get my paper straight.
So if you could hold him off, that'll be helpful for real.
- Hey.
All right, look, I'll try to hold him off
as long as I can, all right?
But you gotta come up with that paper.
You gotta call me, all right?
As soon as you get that straight, yeah?
- Come on, Peppi.
It's me.
- All right.
- I'm gonna call you. - All right,
I'll email you these pictures
and very soon, this whole place
is gonna become a reality, huh, baby?
- Yeah. - Give me some love.
What's the matter with you, baby?
You don't seem happy to me.
- Nah, just...
I gotta get this paper, right?
- That's right. - Gotta get my kids.
CPS got my kids, I gotta get my kids, so,
that's what my mind is wrapped around,
but I'm good.
I'mma be aight, don't worry about me, Peppi.
I'm straight.
- Your kids, baby?
Hold on a second, hold on a second.
I got the number of a lawyer
might be able to, you know?
Don't worry about anything, he owes me one,
but you call him, you tell him Peppi sent you,
you tell him call me for payment.
Let me know about them kids.
- Lance Sanders.
- Lance Sanders, baby.
- Aight.
Sure I don't owe you nothing for this?
- No, no, no, no.
Tell him call me.
Tell him Peppi sent you.
- Oh man.
Thank you, Peppi, thank you.
Thank you.
- You got it.
We good? - You be good.
- I'm always good, baby.
- I'm gonna have to get you a new suit, Peppi.
- Okay.
[faint beat music]
- [Imani] I just can't keep
worrying about this shit, Keema.
- Look, Peppi got some shit waiting for me in Atlanta.
We can move out there with the kids and lay low,
if we have to.
Imani,
you hear me?
- What about Peppi?
I can't believe you trust this nigger.
I mean, everybody out here knows he's cruddy.
- You can't believe what everybody say, Imani.
I know what I'm doing, I got this.
And what's wrong with you anyway?
- I just keep having nightmares about what we did.
[atmosphere ringing] [ominous music]
- This shit again.
Buggin'.
We been friends since the ninth grade.
I had your back when you needed me
and you had my back when I needed you.
And that ain't gonna never change.
But you gotta stop with this scary shit.
We said we ain't gonna say nothin',
we ain't gonna say nothin'.
- I know.
But I just can't get this shit out of my head.
I mean, you act like nothing happened
but this shit is driving me crazy.
- Driving you crazy-- - Fuck!
- Is driving me crazy.
Everybody gonna be crazy in a minute.
You know what's really gonna drive you crazy?
When your ass is stuck in jail
with a butch bunkie forcing you to take the top.
That was good, take the top.
[dramatic music]
[Keema sighing]
Look, Imani,
we gonna be all right.
But for right now,
you need to go upstairs, get you some rest
and don't leave until I come back.
Aight?
You hear me?
- All right.
- We aight.
Stop doing that.
[Keema sighing]
I'mma come back and get you
as soon as I get the kids tomorrow.
[door thudding]
[door locks clicking]
- Keema, where the hell have you been?
And why haven't you been returning my calls?
- Mom, I'm grown as shit.
I don't live under your rules no more.
- Don't talk to me like that, girl, I'm still your mother.
- How you get in here?
- Don't worry about how I got in here!
How come you haven't been returning my calls?
- I was getting high.
- Shit, you probably telling the truth.
[Keema sighing]
But can you tell me how many job interviews
you had this weekend, can you tell me that?
Huh? - 12.
- You lying...
- Mom, why you keep on asking me questions
that you already know the answers to?
- Because it's my job as your mother
to try to help you get on track!
- I am on track.
And the last time I checked,
I ain't asked for your signature or nothing else.
- No, you ain't gotta ask me for nothin'
because you married to the system, Keema.
It feeds you, clothes you and it's fucking you too!
- Oh, so now there's a problem
with the system that you raised me on?
Wasn't you on welfare for 18 years?
And Grandma was on welfare too,
last time I checked. - Yeah, yeah, yeah,
we've been doing it wrong for years, all right?
But I went back to college at 32 years old.
You're 26 years old and you got three kids, no job
and you ain't got nothing going on!
Okay, you need to wake up, little girl!
This is not the American dream!
- [Keema] Mm-hmm.
- And if you're not gonna do better for yourself,
do better for those kids.
Act like you love them!
- I do love them.
Come on, it's like I'm over here raising them by myself.
[gentle piano music]
- Here come that pity party.
At some point you're gonna have to realize
you got to save yourself!
Where are the kids anyway?
- Di is with Imani
and the rest of them is at the rec center.
- The rec center?
Ain't nothing but crazies up in there.
Let me go get them right now.
- No, they don't even want you picking them up.
Treasure says you're too young to be a grandmother.
Shouldn't have been fucking at 13.
- You need to do better for yourself.
Do better.
- You know, I don't gotta stay here for this.
I'm going to get my kids.
- Huh?
- Nothing, Ma. - Say it again!
- Nothing.
I'm going to get them myself.
[gentle piano music]
- You need to stop with them nasty-ass cigarettes too,
stinking up the whole world!
[mother sighing]
- [Treasure Voiceover] They say you never miss
what you have.
Until you get it taken away from you.
[ominous music]
I couldn't stop thinking about what he did to us all.
I often wonder if my mother felt what I felt
or if she realized what she'd done.
[eerie music]
[upbeat music]
- I told y'all bitches it's gonna be easy lick.
Some niggers got a weakness for pussy.
- Dupree, stop talking like that around Treasure.
You know her ears are too young for this.
- Well if she was in bed like any other seven year old,
she wouldn't be hearing this shit, you hear me?
- Look, aight, aight, it don't take that long
to count no motherfucking 40 stacks.
Now we gotta get out of here.
Here, Imani.
- Can I come?
- Uh-uh, it's one o'clock in the morning.
You can go to bed.
Now hurry up and finish that waffle.
- [Dupree] We did good, baby.
- [Keema] Mm-hmm.
- [Dupree] We did damn good.
[phone alarm blaring] - Mop this shit up.
[phone alarm blaring]
[Keema groaning]
Look, all I'm saying is that the chick could get
the fake I.D.s like she say she could
and Tia could get the Bennies in two other states,
then we lit.
Come on, of course I'mma take care of you.
Just make it happen.
Make it happen.
I'mma go to the Social Work office
and I'mma call you back, aight?
You downstairs?
- Keema, what up?
- What up?
- Hey.
- Hey, Keema!
Yo, what up, Keema?
What's up with them cards?
- I'mma get some 200 cards in a second.
You give me a yell out, you good.
- Okay. - Aight?
- That's what's up. - Aight.
- All right.
♪ Past keeps chasing after me
♪ I'm just trying to escape
♪ Live to fight another day
[beat music]
♪ Poor choices, bad karma
♪ Causing the threat, more drama ♪
♪ Wild nights and crazy days
♪ Should've known there was a price to pay ♪
♪ There was a life I lived
♪ Got myself into so much bullshit ♪
♪ Can't believe some of the things I did ♪
♪ But everything, I gotta live with it ♪
♪ Now they call me brand new
♪ Because I'm acting brand new
♪ And I can't go back to
♪ Doing what I used to
♪ Now I gotta stay true
♪ To doing what I'm trying to do ♪
♪ And I can't go back to
♪ Doing what I used to
♪ Trying to run away
♪ From the old me
♪ But my past keep chasing after me ♪
♪ I'm just trying to escape
♪ Live to fight another day
♪ I gotta stay away
♪ How I used to be
♪ But my past keeps chasing after me ♪
♪ I'm just trying to escape
♪ Live to fight another day
♪ Only thinking to myself
♪ Never gave a damn about anybody else ♪
♪ No concern for my own health
♪ And I didn't think I needed anybody's help ♪
♪ This was the life I lived
♪ Got myself into so much bullshit ♪
♪ Can't believe some of the things I did ♪
♪ But every day I gotta live with it ♪
- [Man] Keema Newell? ♪ That was the life I lived
♪ Can't believe some of the things I did ♪
- [Keema] Seem like the wait here
just getting longer and longer.
I don't see the purpose in signing in.
- Probably because you arrive later and later each visit.
Despite what you think, Keema,
the world does not revolve around you.
- Did my new Medicaid application get accepted yet?
- You're kidding me, right?
You have far bigger issues to worry about, dear.
Your children are in Child Protective Services custody
and they have been for two days now.
There's no telling when you're gonna get them back.
- I thought you said I get them back today
once I sign up for this job training program.
- Keema, it is more than just signing up.
You actually have to go through the training.
You have to listen, learn
and then apply for jobs.
You know, one that we can actually verify
that you've submitted applications to.
- So I gotta do all this before I gotta get my kids back.
- Yes.
And all benefits from this office are suspended
until you satisfy our requirements.
- So how we supposed to eat
if we don't get that check next week?
[Vines laughing]
- Keema, who do you think you're fooling?
You know, we are trained to sniff out bullshit.
- And what's that supposed to mean?
- Look, I follow you on social media, honey.
I see the clothes, I see the comments
and you certainly are never dressed like this on there.
Only when you come to this office.
- So what, you stalking me now?
I'm blocking your ass.
I'm blocking you.
- Look. - That's a fact.
- I'm gonna be straight forward with you.
You have been on assistance for 10 years now
and you have shown no persistence
in attempting to find gainful employment.
They're cracking down on people like you.
- People like me, right?
- Go on the job interviews.
Get into the training program
or not one dollar more from this district.
- Ms. Vines, you act like it's your money.
Come on.
- Limited job interviews.
Multiple failed drug tests.
Always in court.
I...
I called today to check on Cash and Dinero.
They're fine but they miss you.
- Then where are they?
- [Vines] Their in a nice place uptown.
- Shane?
Treasure?
- Oh.
Shane has been moved so I haven't been able
to pinpoint his new location yet but
Treasure, she's not doing well.
Emotionally, she's a mess.
She's angry.
So make things right for your daughter's sake.
- I'm trying to make it right, Ms. Vines.
Everything I do it for these kids.
And while I'm out here trying to open up my own spot
and become an business owner,
you trying to get me to go and clock in
on a nine to five and work for the man
and I'm not doing that.
I'm not!
- Becoming a business owner is great
but it's not realistic.
People want to see good work ethics
before giving the support of starting a business.
- Look, let me just, let me get the list for the interviews
so I can get my babies.
Please.
And stay off of Instagram, you too old for that shit.
Don't do that.
[train rails clanking]
[dial tone buzzing]
[phone buzzing]
Imani, what the fuck?
- What is it, Keema?
I'm here. - What is it?
Are you fucking kidding me?
I've been calling you for the past two days!
- I just needed some time alone.
- [Keema] Time for what?
- To just think.
- Think?
- I told you, this shit is really bothering me.
It's got me real fucked up.
- The only thing that you need to be thinking about
is the motherfucking football jersey numbers
they gonna give us if you don't get your shit together.
Hello? Hello?
Imani, can you hear me?
- Why don't we just go to the police?
- The police?
See, now, you done really lost your motherfucking mind!
What, you smoking or some shit?
- No, I haven't!
But my brother said we could just--
- Your brother?
Your fucking brother?
You talked to your brother?
- [Imani] Fuck.
[Imani crying]
- Imani, don't start this fucking crying shit right now!
We ain't got no time for weakness.
[door thudding]
[ominous music]
Who is it?
- [Rick] Just open the door!
[door banging]
- Imani, who else you told, and I'm dead-ass serious!
Somebody at my door.
- So?
- So, is there anything I should be worried about?
You don't know who told who what!
You the one been running your fucking mouth!
- Nobody, I swear, just my brother.
- Aight, I'm gonna call you back, aight?
Don't go nowhere and don't answer the phone to nobody.
You hear me?
- Yeah, I hear you.
[ominous music]
Fuck.
[sinister music]
[lighter clicking]
[ominous music]
[door creaking]
[Keema yawning]
- Where Imani at?
Imani?
- Hey, Imani. - Imani?
Where Imani?
- [Shane] Where Imani?
- Cut the bullshit, Keema.
You told me he's with Imani.
Tell me how the fuck he got locked up!
- Mmm-mmm-mmm.
That lying-ass Imani.
You know you can't trust that bitch, right?
- Can't trust that bitch.
- Hey, stop playing fucking games!
- Why would I play games with you?
- You're lucky my man's girl leads the plug over there.
She pulled a couple of strings with the District Attorney
and got him released to my custody.
But I still don't know what happened.
I know you do.
He's saying something about guns and drugs in this house.
- Dupree the only one that keep doing that!
Blame him and all that other trifle and shit y'all be doing!
- Don't speak what you don't know!
- You threatening me? [ominous music]
- Nah, there's something you need to understand.
- Aight, Rick.
I see how it is.
[foreboding music]
Fuck.
- [Rick] Yo, where the fuck is Dinero?
- I told you, he with my mother.
- Hey, call her right now.
[ominous music]
[dial tone buzzing]
- [Voicemail] Your call has been forwarded
to an automatic voice messaging system.
- I'm out.
And watch my damn nephew the right way this time.
Don't let that shit happen again.
[ominous music]
- You know, you really need to be threatening your brother!
He the one leaving for two and three weeks and shit.
That's his son.
He is the father, you know that, right?
[door thudding]
Shit!
Shane, let's go, come on.
Come on, baby.
Hold on, Shane.
Aight.
Look it here, Shane.
I'm stepping out for a little while and I'll be back.
You know the rules, right?
- Right.
Don't answer the phone, don't answer the door
and for damn sure don't cook shit while I ain't here
because if you burn this bitch down,
we ain't got no insurance.
What's wrong with you?
- Dupree loves me.
- Yeah.
He love your ass, aight.
- He love your ass, all right?
- Aight, yeah, look, get your pencils and your crayons
and do your whole drawing shit that you do.
I'll be back.
Oh, shit.
- Keema Newell?
- [Keema] Depends.
- On what?
- [Keema] On what you want or what you selling.
- How about getting your kids back?
I'm Lance Sanders.
The attorney you've been speaking with
for the last couple of days?
- Oh.
Lance. - Lance.
- Yeah.
- Yes. - My bad.
[Lance and Keema laughing]
Come in, come in, I'm sorry,
I didn't recognize your voice.
- No, no, it's fine.
I've got some good news.
- Mm-hmm.
- I tried to get in touch with you but I couldn't
which is why I stopped by.
I had Peppi try to call you for me too.
- What's the good news?
- I worked everything out with the judge in family court.
- Oh, for my other case too?
- No, no, that one's gonna take a little bit of magic.
But...
Let's say we go get you your kids.
- Oh, okay.
Yeah, sure.
Should I change or?
- No, you look absolutely perfect.
- All right, well, after you, you first.
- Thanks.
[Lance chattering]
Let's get these kids.
- [Keema] Baby?
- [Cash] Mommy!
- Come on, Dinero, come on.
- Ma'am, we have the proper legal authority
to take fully custody of these children.
Did you not get the call and the letter?
Okay, it's time to give the boy back to his mother.
- Bitch, give me my--
[Lance shushing]
- Okay, you know what, here's what we're gonna do.
Come here, buddy, come here.
Come here.
That a boy, that a boy.
I got it, I got it, here we go.
Watch yourself.
There it is.
- I'mma come back too, bitch.
- [Cash] I missed you.
- [Keema] I missed you too.
I missed you too, Cash.
[traffic whooshing]
Get your ass out the car!
- [Lance] Miss Newell.
- I told you you better stop playing little white girl games
before I whoop your ass.
You think I won't whoop your ass in front of Ms. Vines?
Huh?
- Come on.
- [Voicemail] At the tone, please record your--
[dial tone buzzing]
[group chattering] [phone jingling]
- I'll be back.
Yeah, Ma, what's up?
- [Mother] Tell me again why you ain't answering my calls!
- Ain't nobody ignoring you.
How about I'm busy?
- Doing what?
- Being a mother!
- Whatever, Keema.
I'll be by there later to check on the kids, all right?
- Yeah.
All right, Ma, whatever.
I'll talk to you later.
- Wha...
[mother mumbling]
- So, let's say we all get out of here, huh?
- I think that's a good idea. - Treasure,
here's my card.
Remember what we talked about.
Miss Newell, I expect to hear from you
after that job interview on Thursday.
- Yeah, yeah. - Until then,
stay out of trouble and jail.
- [Keema] Don't play with me.
- Okay.
You good?
- Yeah, I'm good.
[Keema laughing]
Why you looking at me like that?
- Nothing, I just...
I guess I just like happy endings,
how about that? - Well, this ain't
no happy ending.
Ain't no happy endings in my life.
This is just one win for now.
So,
are you gonna get in?
- Oh no, I've got a meeting in Georgetown.
It's kinda out of the way for you.
- Oh. - So I'll just catch a Lyft.
- Oh, okay, well.
Shit, thank you for helping me get my kids back.
- You're very welcome.
- Do I owe you anything?
- No, no, Peppi took care of everything already.
But...
Maybe we could grab lunch sometime soon.
- Lunch?
- Yeah, lunch.
You know, food?
The old fork to mouth scenario.
- I know what lunch is.
- Okay, good.
- Good.
- So is that a yes
because you're kinda just staring at me right now.
- We'll see?
- All right.
- I'll take that.
That's not a no. - All right.
[Lance chuckling] Bye.
- [Treasure Voiceover] My mom always found it hard
to love any man.
She always said none of them could be trusted.
But this guy, Lance, seemed a littler different.
[pleasant piano music]
- Why she bugging out?
[door thudding]
[Keema exhaling]
Imani,
you can't be serious right now, moe.
- I told you, I cant' do this, Keema.
- Put your shoes on and let's go.
You're coming with me to my house.
I'mma pack your shit and we out.
Let's go.
- Keema, let's just got to the police.
That's what we should do.
I mean, I've been thinking about this shit all night.
Someone saw us, I just...
- Look, we not going to no fucking police, all right?
I got kids!
Who'll take care of them if I get locked up, huh, moe?
Huh?
We're not telling nobody shit.
You will come stay with me so I can watch your scary ass,
so let's go.
- Fine.
But just so you know,
no matter what we do, they gonna find out we--
- What?
They gonna find out what?
[ominous music]
Imani, sit down.
Now this is the last time I'm gonna tell you
to get your shit together.
And I don't wanna hear you saying that again.
Because at this point, you're becoming a liability.
And you know what happen to liabilities, right?
- They get dealt with.
- Right.
They get dealt with.
[ominous music]
Let's go.
[Imani crying]
Get your shoes on, Imani.
[Imani sobbing]
[wind howling]
Aight.
Aight, y'all, get in here!
We got some crabs for this family meeting.
- [Treasure] Family meeting?
We ain't never had one of those before.
- Girl, shut up.
Now look, there's gonna be some changes around here.
The next week or so is gonna be hectic.
So I gotta get my money up
and Imani's gonna be staying with us.
And when I'm not here, she's in charge.
Treasure, not you.
- Why?
- Because I said so.
I'm the mother and you the child.
- You don't act like it.
- [Keema] What you say?
- Nothing but she's falling apart.
How do you expect her to watch us?
- Keema, I never said how long I was staying.
- Look, Imani, I need you right now, all right?
I'm just trying to get this money up,
I gotta go in these interviews
or else Ms. Vine is gonna take these kids
and I gotta make sure we stay out of jail.
- I heard jail rehabilitates people.
You might need that.
- Stop playing with me, all right?
Stop disrespecting me! [ominous music]
- Get off of me! - Relax!
You better watch your mouth!
- Keema! - Aight?
You're not my mother! - Chill!
Chill, okay? - You're not my mother,
I'm yours!
- Relax, okay?
The boys are watching!
- [Keema] Get off of me!
- We, we killed them.
We going to jail.
- [Keema] We need to get you some pussy.
- We killed him.
[ominous music]
- [Treasure Voiceover] Yep, they kill Dupree.
One of the worst things they could've done.
- [Keema] Y'all figure that out.
- [Treasure Voiceover] That one move
is the reason we all now fear for our lives.
- Treasure, get out here, eat some of these crabs!
Treasure, come on!
Treasure.
What?
You mad at me?
You know you're not supposed to be talking back to me.
Now let's go.
Come on.
Look, I don't want you to grow up like I did, okay?
That's why I'm working so hard.
I'm trying to get a house so I could have a yard
for you and our brothers to play.
I don't want y'all to hear gunshots ever night.
I want you to go to college, have a career.
That's why I'm all in right now.
But I love you.
You know that I love you, right?
- Yeah, I know.
Everybody does.
[phone jingling]
That's Lance, isn't it?
- You're too much. - I think he likes you.
- What's up, Lance?
- [Lance] I'm just trying to see how thing are going.
- [Keema] They're going.
- [Lance] Why haven't you returned my calls
in the last few days?
- Thinks have been hectic over the past few days.
- [Lance] Things I can probably help you with.
- Why do you care so much?
I mean, I'm not looking for romance right now.
- [Lance] I just think you're a strong, beautiful woman
and I like that.
I think I can make your life a little easier
and maybe even happier. - Really?
- [Lance] Yeah, you remind me of my mom.
She was a single mom too and she went through a lot
to raise my brother and I all by herself.
- So you see me the way you see your mom.
- [Lance] I see a lot of her in you.
You're determined, resilient and you're not allowing
what you're going through to tear you down.
- Mm-hmm.
- [Lance] I'm jut trying to be an asset and not a liability,
like most of the guys you probably know.
- Oh, so you're feeling yourself, huh?
- [Lance] Just give me a chance to show you who I am.
Go on a date with me.
- Okay, well, I have a few interviews tomorrow
and I'll just call you after.
- [Lance] Fair enough.
[Keema laughing]
[Treasure giggling]
- [Keema] Who're you saying that to?
[faint beat music]
♪ Look hard for a way out
♪ Trying to bounce on my past life ♪
♪ I don't know how to slow down ♪
- Keema?
Keema Newell?
- Yeah, that's me.
- Okay, come on in.
Have a seat, let's get started.
♪ So I blow it all when I get the bad ♪
♪ I'm never ready, yeah, yeah
♪ Even when my shit together, yeah ♪
- So, after looking over your application,
you have a short work history, why is that?
- Because I've been taking care of my kids.
You know, it's hard to work
and play mommy at the same time, right?
- Yeah.
I do know, I have kids as well.
- Well I got three, and they all named after money.
Treasure, Cash and Dinero
and that Cash, let me tell you, he is just--
[man laughing]
- So what assets do you bring to this establishment?
- Assets?
Oh, I got skills, trust.
♪ I hate that this all feels right ♪
♪ It's so jaded
♪ When will this end
♪ It's five again and I'm right back here again ♪
- Well,
what would you say your strengths and weaknesses are?
- Well, my strengths are being a good mom.
I mean, it's hard raising a little girl.
You got kids?
- No, I don't.
And your weakness?
- Oh, I don't have a weakness.
You know, you gotta be tough where I'm from.
Hold it down, you know?
Ten toes down?
Feel me?
- Right,
I see.
Well, it was great meeting with you.
We'll be in touch.
- [Lance] Your move, my dear.
Ha, ha!
So you are good.
- I warned you.
- Indeed you did, indeed you did.
But not that good.
Boom.
Looks like you're gonna have to wait until next time
to get your victory, my dear.
I've waited for your mom long enough.
Sorry about that.
So,
is this how you're gonna spend the rest of your day?
- [Treasure] Kinda.
- You don't go outside,
play with any of your friend?
- Nope.
- Every little girl should go outside
and play with her friends sometime.
- I'm fine.
- Okay.
Well,
Oh,
I almost forgot.
I got you something.
[Lance chuckling]
I believe you owe me two words.
- Thank you.
- You're very welcome.
And don't forget to tell your mother I stopped by
like I said I would
and please remember to give her those flowers.
And don't forget to tell her
about that present I just got you.
- Okay. - All right.
[door knocking]
Do you mind if I get that?
- Yeah.
- Good afternoon, Mrs. Vines.
- It's nice to see you again, Mr. Sanders.
- I was just leaving.
Bye, Treasure.
- Well, good afternoon, little lady.
- Good afternoon.
- Oh.
I see we're working on some math.
I loved math.
That was my favorite subject in school.
- Mine too.
I'm gonna be a doctor someday.
They say you gotta be good at math.
- Treasure, how come I never see you smile?
You know, you're a beautiful girl, intelligent,
you have a lot of responsibility for your brothers.
I just wish I could see you happier more often.
- There's not a lot to smile about.
- Sure there is.
- I feel trapped.
- Treasure, what do you mean?
Talk to me about it.
That's what I'm here for, sweetie.
- Imagine being
locked away with people who don't think like you,
act like you but you're forced to be
with them 24 hours a day.
What would you do?
- Do you wanna leave?
- If I could, I would.
- You're going to have to leave at some point.
You told me before that you definitely
wanted to go away to college.
- But I live in the hood and my momma's on welfare.
- People can't choose their family
but you can choose how to live your life.
If you wanna leave then you can leave--
- So is this what we doing now, just popping up at my spot?
Huh, Ms. Vines?
Huh?
And Treasure, you should know better
because I already told you not to just be
letting anybody in here when I'm not home.
- She's not just anybody.
She's our social worker.
- Mm-hmm.
And what I told you about reading this poison?
Ain't nothing in here
but people getting locked up and murdered.
Shit.
Now, the least you coulda did
was take the load down to the laundry room.
- I did, that's clean.
- Mm-hmm.
And where's your brothers?
- Cash and Dinero are in the back.
Rick came to get Shane
and today he was gonna get him a haircut.
But he said he was gonna bring him back.
- Ms. Newell,
I just came by to see how your job search was coming along.
And, you know,
I'm mandated by the state to report
when the children are left alone by themselves.
- And?
- [Vines] I could love my job.
- Well wouldn't that just be great, huh?
Me and you, together at a job search program.
- Be in my office on Monday.
Oh,
don't forget,
time is ticking.
You'll be back in front of Judge Warren before you know it.
- Mm-hmm.
And what the hell she wanted anyway?
What was she talking about?
- Nothing!
- Nothing.
Nothing, huh?
What, you think that's your friend?
You think that's your friend?
Huh?
You keep playing around with the enemy
and you're gonna end up on the street
eating cat food out of a can.
You better learn to protect your own
because at the end of the day, all we got is each other.
What?
- Protect your own like you protected me?
[ominous music]
- Don't do that to me, Treasure.
I keep asking you what happened
and when I ask you, you don't wanna talk about it.
Tell me, what happened?
- You already know.
- All I know is what I saw.
And I protected you, didn't I?
Listen to me, little girl.
I'm your mother.
And despite how you may feel about me,
I'm in your corner
and I won't never let nobody
get close to you like that ever again!
I got your back.
[dramatic music]
And where's Imani?
- [Treasure] She left.
She left earlier this morning.
She said she'll be back later.
- Fuck.
[phone tune jingling]
Hey, Peppi, what's up?
Yeah, I got it.
I got it.
Aight, I'll see you later.
- [Treasure Voiceover] After that call from Peppi,
my mother slipped into the only thing she knows.
Survival mode.
She needed 20 grand in the next 10 days
or the construction of her day spa in Atlanta
will be put on hold.
♪ Can't make no excuses
♪ The ones I got love for depend on me ♪
♪ Cutting your block with the bags of the cheap ♪
♪ If you wanna fit put your shots on peep ♪
♪ I went to college and flooded the campus ♪
♪ Came back to my city and caught me a charge ♪
♪ I knew I was slipping, didn't ♪ make no excuses for shit
♪ But depression was making it hard ♪
♪ My mom was burnt and she wasn't bringing no money ♪
♪ And bills wasn't showing regard ♪
♪ I beat up the block, was stashing them cards ♪
♪ Pulling these strings like I play the guitar ♪
♪ They caught me lagging, I ain't ♪ gonna scheme in three days ♪
♪ At that light is where everything changed ♪
♪ Gave me a label, these racist ass crackers on crack ♪
♪ If they think they can make me a slave ♪
♪ 'Cause even in chains I gave my troubles to God ♪
♪ Can my mental stability stay
♪ Show my finesse, had to push through the pain ♪
♪ I got some demons that cannot be tamed ♪
♪ Wealthy and broke, I'm somewhere between ♪
♪ Trying to hustle my way out of ravine ♪
♪ My money busted through a nigga jeans ♪
♪ Few hundred showing through the seems ♪
♪ I had to get to a bag, get to a bag ♪
♪ Get to a bag, get to a bag
♪ Wealthy and broke, I'm somewhere between ♪
♪ Trying to hustle my way out of ravine ♪
♪ My money busted through a nigga jeans ♪
♪ Few hundred showing through the seems ♪
♪ I had to get to a bag, get to a bag ♪
♪ Get to a bag, get to a bag
♪ Down on my dig, I got it out of the dirt ♪
♪ Leaving in them cuffs before I leave in a hearse ♪
♪ Pray for the best but prepare for the worst ♪
♪ Even my bitch got that Glock in the purse ♪
♪ Hit him where it hurt, now he can't move ♪
♪ Trouble make a nigger do dance move ♪
♪ People depended on me, I can't lose ♪
[phone dial tone buzzing]
- [Voicemail] You have reached the voicemail box of...
At the tone, please record your voice message.
♪ Ops looking, cops looking
♪ Everybody trying to get a nigger of the street ♪
♪ I gotta do this for me and mine ♪
♪ I don't get what you do about you and yours ♪
♪ I gotta get me and mine
♪ You heard me
♪ Yeah
♪ Wealthy and broke, I'm somewhere between ♪
♪ Trying to hustle my way out of ravine ♪
♪ My money busted through a nigga jeans ♪
♪ Few hundred showing through the seems ♪
♪ I had to get to a bag, get to a bag ♪
♪ Get to a bag, get to a bag
♪ Wealthy and broke, I'm somewhere between ♪
♪ Trying to hustle my way out of ravine ♪
♪ My money busted through a nigga jeans ♪
♪ Few hundred showing through the seems ♪
♪ I had to get to a bag, get to a bag ♪
♪ Get to a bag, get to a bag
- [Treasure Voiceover] After hustling gas cards,
boots and clothes
and selling everything she could,
we were still five thousand short
and had to meet Pappi within the hour.
My mom told him she had a plan.
♪ Get to a bag, get to a bag
♪ Wealthy and broke, I'm somewhere between ♪
♪ Trying to hustle my way out of ravine ♪
♪ My money busted through a nigga jeans ♪
♪ Few hundred showing through the seems ♪
[phone chiming]
[crickets chirping]
♪ Chills
♪ Up and down my spine
- Hi.
- Wow.
- I see you getting all excited
and I'm definitely ready to set it off but
I'mma need that money first.
- Whoa.
What the fuck you mean?
- What you mean, what I mean?
You time is money, stop playing.
- What, so you a prostitute now.
- No, but if that's what you wanna call it.
It's business, Kwan.
I told you on the phone earlier that I need that money
to pay for my tax bill.
What?
You want Uncle Sam and FIKA
and the rest of the motherfuckers on my back?
Huh?
- Fuck all that, Keema!
Come on, we ain't never had no arrangement like that before.
- And I ain't ever been wet like this before, Kwan.
Come on.
You wanna do me like that?
Huh?
Come on.
Come on, stop playing.
All right.
Come here.
It's gonna be the best five grand you ever spent.
[Kwan laughing]
[Keema laughing]
[crickets chirping]
[phone dial beeping]
[dial tone buzzing]
- It's Keema, is Imani there?
- [Man] Imani's gone.
They found her body.
You need to be careful, Keema, 'cause they looking for you.
- Fuck!
Shit!
[dramatic music]
[Keema crying]
[dramatic music]
[crickets chirping]
Hi.
And I want you to come and I want you to meet me.
Listen, this ain't the time
for that back talking bullshit, okay?
Now I need you to get your brothers,
grab a couple things that we could wear for a few days.
Okay?
And meet me at the back of the store on 22nd and Bennet.
Treasure,
listen to me.
Our lives is in danger.
Listen, can you hear me, hello?
So we don't have time for that.
I need you to do what I'm saying and come on.
'Cause one false move and we all could be dead.
You hear me?
Aight.
Things are kinda hectic right now.
That's why I said no plans right now.
- Well, how about you let me be the judge of that, huh?
- 'Cause you insisted.
- I told you the other night
that there's something special about you that I like
and I just...
I wanna help you.
- I bet you do.
- At least meet me for dinner tomorrow night
like you originally planned.
Can you do that?
Please?
- Where is these kids?
Shit, hold on.
Fuck.
Shit, shit, shit.
[dramatic music]
Shit.
Come on, get in the car.
Come on!
Come on, Cash, get in.
- So who's after us, Mom?
- Cash, shut up and put your seatbelt on.
We're in some serious shit right now!
- [Cash] What shit going on?
- What?
Watch your mouth!
- You do realize the only reason he curses
is because all he hears is you cursing.
- You know the only reason why I won't whoop...
Shut up!
Mind your business.
- [Treasure] Stop.
[Cash mumbling]
- Shit.
Y'all got your seatbelts on?
- [Treasure] Yes.
- All right.
Hello.
- What's going on?
Why are the kids out so late?
- 'Cause they my kids, that's why.
- [Treasure] Mommy, get off the phone!
- Treasure, mind your business!
- [Treasure] I'm hot!
- Stop it!
- [Treasure] Turn on the air.
- Look, Keema, I know you handle your motherly duties
just fine by yourself but please,
whenever you need me,
just know that I'm here for you.
All right.
So we're on for tomorrow night?
It's really important.
Claudia's, 12th Street, nine o'clock.
Look, bring the kids if you have to,
just do not stand me up.
Okay?
Tell Treasure I said hello.
[somber music]
[Lance sighing]
[mother knocking]
- [Mother] Keema!
- Ma, come on, could you calm down, please?
- Open up this door, girl! - Damn.
Get in.
- Do you wanna tell me what the hell you did this time?
- I know, Ma, I know.
- No, I need to know because you know what,
your children's lives are at stake.
Hell, my life is at stake!
I mean, I can't even go back to my own house.
- I know.
- So you wanna tell me what you did
to make Rick wanna put a hit out on you?
- A hit?
Who told you that?
- My phone has been blowing up for the last 30 minutes.
People trying to help you, help the kids.
- Nah, Ma, I wouldn't even read too much into that.
You know Rick wouldn't hurt you or the kids.
I just...
He probably just talking.
[traffic whooshing]
- Girl, please!
You know I was raised in these streets, right?
Ain't nobody gonna say they gonna put a hit out on you
if they not gonna really do it.
So you better tell me what the hell you did.
- I fucked up, man, I fucked up!
Aight?
I'm just trying to get it right.
I'm supposed to be going to stay at the Heights with Tia
then I'm gonna move to Atlanta with the kids
once I get back.
I just need to get my money up right now.
I don't know what to do.
I don't know what the fuck to do right now!
- Atlanta?
- Yeah, I told you that Peppi was helping me.
[mother laughing]
- Peppi?
Peppi gonna help you?
You better get your life straight right here in D.C.
before you even think about
taking these kids to another state.
Look, at least you got people here that can help you.
Don't fuck up these kids lives like I fucked your life up!
Please.
Look, Treasure is so smart.
Cash is so intelligent.
And Dinero, Dinero is just like you.
Just try to do something different.
A safe community.
Something that you didn't have.
Something that I didn't have.
- Look, I hear you, Ma.
I hear you.
I just need you to take them
and keep them safe for me right now
because I cannot think about all that.
I can't.
- All right, come here.
Come here, come on.
Come on, Cash.
Come on, Dinero, honey, come on, wake up.
- I'm not going with her.
- What you mean you not going?
- I mean I'm going with you.
- Little girl, you better get you up
and out of this car right now, you hear me?
- It's cool, Ma, she gonna come with me.
I got it.
- All right, all right, boys, come on.
Come with Grandma.
All right, come on Dinero, Cash, let's go.
[somber music]
Come on.
- I love y'all.
Aight.
Fuck.
- [Treasure Voiceover] At that moment,
I didn't know if we'd live or die.
What I did know is that my mom taught me about loyalty
and right now, she needed me.
[phone keys clicking]
[phone chiming]
[ominous music]
[traffic whooshing]
- Give Peppi some love, huh?
Muah.
[Keema chuckling]
It's so good to see you.
- Good to see you too.
- So?
- Peppi. - Huh?
- You know I love you, right?
- Yeah, of course you love Peppi.
- So you know it's out of love when I tell you
to stop wearing them bum-ass shoes.
You're making too much money for this bullshit.
You got to stop. [Peppi laughing]
- My little black flower don't like Peppi's shoes, huh?
Okay, all right, Peppi do better.
What you got for me, something?
- Yeah.
- [Peppi] Ah!
- Ah-hah.
Now that's 20 racks.
- And I got good news.
Baby, that...
Baby, that advertising guy, huh,
that we got promoting your place,
he's saying lined up appoints already.
- Wow.
- You know what that means?
- Yeah. - You hear what I'm saying,
right? - Yeah.
I hear what you're saying. - Success.
Success.
- I hear what you're saying, Peppi.
- Listen, you gotta sign some official paperwork
but then the next few weeks,
we take a trip down there, okay?
- I'm with it.
- I don't have to count this, right?
- Come on, Peppi, it's me.
It's me, Peppi, you gonna do me like that?
Huh?
- I don't have to count this.
- You don't have to count it.
- Partners.
- Yeah, partners.
[engine rumbling]
- [Rick] What up, Keema?
Something you wanna tell me?
- [Shane] We gonna smoke that bitch.
We gonna smoke-- - Yo, come on, Rick!
Come on, you ain't bent like that!
You wanna shoot Shane?
- You must not know me, Keema!
- Come on, you have to listen to what happened!
- [Rick] I know what happened!
[intense music]
- Oh shit!
[gunshots booming]
Rick!
Come on, Rick!
[gunshots booming]
- [Rick] Bitch, where the fuck you at!
[intense music]
- Don't shoot Shane.
Don't shoot.
[police siren alarming]
[gentle piano music]
[engine rumbling]
[horn honking]
[ominous music]
[engine revving]
[Treasure huffing]
- Shit!
I gotta get out of here.
Where the fuck am I gonna go now?
Come on, Rick!
- [Treasure] Mommy!
Mommy!
[Treasure huffing] - Treasure, are you okay?
- Is Rick gonna kill us?
- No, he's not gonna kill us.
I'mma get a place for us to hideaway for a few days.
I just gotta stack some money up
and get us out of this city.
Okay?
- Okay.
- All right, give me a hug.
♪ Too many people say I'm the man ♪
♪ Too many people say otherwise ♪
♪ Too many niggers be spreading lies ♪
♪ They can't even look you in the eye ♪
♪ Young bread turning big on me ♪
♪ I should be up in the hall of fame ♪
♪ Big car, got a big house
♪ With a swimming pool looking like a lake ♪
♪ God damn
♪ They may wanna miss you, the same one that dis you ♪
♪ Niggers always gotta be on some magazine shit ♪
- [Treasure Voiceover] Going to another crook's house
probably wasn't the best idea
but with Rick after us, it was our only option.
[door knocking]
- What's up, Tia?
- Hey.
♪ Last name with the first name ♪
♪ Gold platted in the top five
♪ Got the bucks jumping up the chart ♪
♪ Taking off throwing nose dives ♪
♪ Big homie now they call me
♪ I got the keys to the city now ♪
♪ Everything run through me now ♪
- Uh-uh, now bitch don't be coming up
in here judging me and shit.
I see that look in your eyes.
This may not be a luxurious spot or whatever,
but bitch, it's mine.
- Nobody judging you, Tia.
It's four o'clock in the fucking morning.
I'm exhausted.
- I feel you.
Well, let me get y'all some sheets
so y'all can lay down and shit.
This your new palace for the night.
[faint beat music]
So,
you say y'all just need a place
to crash for a few night, right?
- That should give you enough time
to get these Bennies hitting, right?
And you said the paperwork straight.
- Yes, girl, I told you.
My word is my bond.
You gonna be getting checks and Bennies
from Virginia and Maryland.
- [Keema] All right.
- But I need you to keep your word and have my ready, Keema.
Because I gotta pay these bitches
who's making all this shit happen.
And they plays no games when it comes to their money.
Aight?
[beat music]
♪ I toss a band but we get it back ♪
♪ Call that shit rubber bands
♪ Rubber bands
♪ They drop a band, we double the stack ♪
♪ We popping them rubber bands
♪ Rubber bands
♪ I toss a band but we get it back ♪
♪ I call that shit rubber bands ♪
♪ Rubber bands
[Keema groaning]
- [Treasure] You okay?
- I don't know.
- [Treasure] Is it Shane?
I can tell something's wrong.
- Treasure,
you're too young to understand what's going on right now.
- [Treasure] Ma, I know exactly what's going on
and I'm clearly not too young.
I'll call to check on Cash and Dinero.
- Where you get a phone from?
- [Treasure] A friend.
Our friend.
- Who?
- [Treasure] Lance.
- Look, just go ahead.
Do whatever you need to do.
There's just too much going on right now.
I can't fucking think about that shit.
- Ma, you know what?
We should go out somewhere.
We should...
go on a cruise, maybe, something like that.
We should go out, we should go out the state.
Maybe to Hawaii.
- Ain't gonna go to no fucking state.
Got the whole hood looking for me right now.
- Ma, come on!
- Little girl, listen to me.
Aight?
We got people ready to kill us for 10 thousand dollars.
Do you know what people around here would do
for 10 thousand dollars?
Huh?
We can't leave this house let alone leave the state.
Can't nobody be trusted.
Fuck.
[door thudding]
- Did a bitch
come through
or what?
- Mm-hmm.
You give them the address I gave you
to send all this stuff to?
- Bitch, I did everything I was supposed to.
Look, you got $700 worth of food stamps on each card
and $1200 on each for your kids.
And that's just coming like every month,
so give me my bread.
- I got you.
- What's wrong with you?
Why you all quiet and shit?
- Nothing.
I'm good.
- Mmmm.
You don't look like it.
- What?
You think I slept last night?
And I had to get up early in the morning and run around.
I got a headache and I'm tired.
- Whatever, we ain't got time for that.
What I'm saying is, we gonna link up with my boy tonight
at this spot at 10.
Yo, I got a way for us to make some serious money.
You got a couple of hours to rest up.
Hey, yo, Keema, for real,
I need my money, where is it?
- I'll go to the bank in the morning to get it, I got you.
♪ Shoot all these seeds
♪ Now the branch is weighing heavy on me ♪
♪ Can't see my feet
♪ Can't complain because I did this to me ♪
♪ All of this greed
♪ Hard to see the light
♪ In front of me
♪ And all these consequences
♪ Who's smothering me
♪ Oh, and it's so free
♪ Yeah
- No.
No, yeah, nigger, this bitch about to get us paid.
Man, just wait till she come up in here tonight.
Just wait.
[door thudding]
Hold on.
♪ All these burdens are weighing on me ♪
♪ I need to breathe
♪ All these burdens are weighing on me ♪
♪ I need to breathe
♪ All these burdens are weighing on me ♪
♪ I need to breathe
♪ All these burdens keep weighing on me ♪
♪ Now the leaves are falling
[faint rap music] [crowd chattering]
- Let me get shot
of tequila.
Keep the change.
[faint rap music]
I'll be back, I'm going to the bathroom.
All right, well, I'm coming with you.
[ominous music]
[man knocking]
- Young blood.
Young blood, come out of there.
[gun tapping]
[ominous music]
[door knob jiggling]
- Help!
- Come on up out of there.
Nobody else can help you.
It's just us.
[man sighing]
Bitch, you need to open up this fucking door!
- Help! - Bitch,
you hear me talking to you!
- Help!
- It's cool.
It's cool.
Well, I ain't goin' nowhere.
[sinister music]
- So,
you never really intended on paying me my money, huh?
- What the hell are you talking about?
- Bitch, don't act stupid!
You really think I don't know?
- [Keema] Fuck you, Tia!
- No, bitch, fuck you.
And the same way you're trying to fuck me,
you need to realize Peppi has fucked you.
He took all your damn money.
Ain't no fucking Keema's Day Spa, bitch!
You got played.
[Tia laughing]
And now we got your baby.
[ominous music]
- [Keema] What?
- I'm gonna collect-- - Yo!
- This 10K Rick got for me real quick
and if you try anything stupid,
I promise you, one phone call, they gonna kill her.
Let's go, bitch.
Let's go.
[ominous music]
Come on, bitch!
Get the fuck in here!
Look what the fucking wind dragged in!
[punch thudding]
[Keema gasping]
Shit!
[gun clicking]
- Yo, come on!
Y'all can do whatever you gotta do.
Just let her go, please!
Call Rick, do whatever y'all gotta do.
Please, just let my baby go.
She ain't got nothing to do with this shit!
[phone buzzing]
- Hmm, talk to me.
- [Rick] Did she get her, moe?
- No, we got her.
- [Rick] Okay, don't move.
I'm about to pull up right now.
- [Thug] Just let me know what you need me to do.
- Fuck you, Rick!
How you gonna kill Imani?
- Oh, Rick is on his way.
- So, bitch, never had my fucking money, did you?
- [Keema] Come on, Tia, [police sirens alarming]
you know it ain't even like that!
- Trick trying to trick the trickster!
- [Rick] Oh shit, there cops everywhere!
- Shit!
Police just pulled up!
[ominous music]
- All right, y'all is guests in my house and we got robbed.
Okay?
That's it, y'all got it?
This is the fuck!
[gun clicking]
Shit!
[intense music]
- Treasure, baby, what're you doing?
Huh?
Give me the gun, Mommy's okay.
Mommy's okay.
You see me, I'm okay.
Give me the gun so we can get out of here.
Give it to me.
[door thudding]
- [Officer] Police! [intense music]
- Treasure, Treasure, Treasure.
It's Lance, okay?
I came just like I said I would.
- [Keema] Y'all can put your fucking guns down!
- Give me the gun. - She's a baby!
- Give me the gun, give me the gun.
[Lance shushing]
[Treasure crying]
- Get off of me!
Get the fuck off of me!
Get off of me!
[Lance shushing]
[cuffs cranking]
[ominous music]
- Excuse me, officer?
You mind if I talk to her for a second?
- Sure.
- Thank you.
- I just can't believe Treasure called you.
- Why not?
She trusts me.
She knows I only want what's best for the both of you
and the boys and it saved her life.
[dramatic piano music]
- What do you want from me?
- I just wanna help you.
I know that deep down inside,
beneath all that tough exterior,
there's a beautiful woman that deserves better in life
and I just wanna be the person that helps
give you what you deserve.
- And that's it.
You don't want nothing else.
- Wow. - You don't want
nothing in return. - Wow.
You've really never had anybody
do anything nice for you just because, huh?
[Lance chuckling]
- Hey,
where I'm from,
dudes just either wanna fuck, buy credit cards,
benefit cards or guns from me.
So I'm sorry if I don't buy into
your whole liking me for me.
Besides, when they come back in here,
they gonna lock my ass up after they talk to Treasure.
- Keema, you and Treasure are gonna be fine.
Just let me help you.
- I'm telling you, this shit is gonna come back
to bite me in my ass, I'm going to jail.
- No, you are not.
- Lance, I killed somebody.
- What?
- I should've followed my instincts.
That fucking Dupree.
All I know is,
I walked in
and he was on her.
[ominous music]
- Yeah! - Get off!
- [Dupree] Your mom screams pretty loud too!
[intense music]
- What're you doing?
- I gave it to her like I gave it to you.
[intense music]
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah,
that's what's she's good for. - Get off me!
[Dupree and Keema shouting]
Fuck you, Dupree!
- Keema!
- Yeah, yeah. - Imani,
shoot this motherfucker, Imani!
- I can't, Keema!
[Imani whimpering]
- Shoot him! [intense music]
[gunshot booming]
[Keema huffing]
[dramatic music]
- I killed him
and I'mma have to pay one way or another.
- No, no, look, Imani killed him
and it was self defense, so--
- Imani's dead.
You know they gonna pin that shit on me.
Look, I know my daughter's grown and all of that
but at the end of the day, she's still a baby
and I just want her to have her innocence.
- Look, I got you, all right?
Just calm down.
The police are on their way back.
First thing I need you to know
is that Peppi is not your ally.
That's what I've been trying to tell you.
I figured out his plan to swindle money from you.
And secondly,
I need you to prepare for the fact that they
might take Treasure tonight.
Ms. Vines is already on her way down here
to help Treasure out but I promise you,
I promise you, I will get Treasure back.
We will get Treasure back.
- Aight.
I just don't wanna live this--
[dramatic music]
- Mr. Sanders, you mind leaving the room, please?
We may need a little more time with Miss Newell, here.
- Sure.
- [Detective] Thank you.
- [Treasure Voiceover] See,
when you're raised by the streets,
you are trained to see everything.
I ended up telling the police play-by-play.
About how Dupree attempted to molest me,
how Imani killed Dupree
and how Shane was the one who saw it all.
They got Rick for Imani's death
and my mother, she got her for obstruction of justice.
♪ I wear scars like diamond chains ♪
♪ They show my strength and all my pain ♪
♪ I lost myself in this thing called life ♪
♪ Looking for light through the storm and the rain ♪
- So,
how is it?
- Let's just say I'mma do everything in my power
to make sure you don't end up in her.
- That bad, huh?
- [Keema] Yeah.
- So when you getting out?
- Mmmm.
Probably a year or so.
My lawyer said that I, I probably won't do time for the--
- [Treasure] I get it.
- Sorry.
I just can't stop thinking about Imani and...
I just...
I just wish I done things a little differently, you know?
- Nana says everybody makes mistakes.
- Yeah. - You're just
doing time for yours.
- Maybe Nana's right.
Maybe Nana is right.
Seen Ms. Vines lately?
- Yeah, she comes by often.
- Ms. Vines, she cool.
I told her ass we ain't getting back on welfare.
I don't care if I gotta work a nine to five.
I'mma be like, welcome, can I take your order.
[Keema and Treasure laughing]
- I'mm be a doctor, go to college.
- Mmmm, and an intrapreneur.
A business owner.
- Mm-hmm.
I'm gonna have my own boutique, I'm gonna do makeup.
- Nails, hair.
- Everything, you name it.
- You a hustler, just like your momma.
Mm-hmm.
I'mma do everything I can to make sure
I protect you and your brothers this time.
- At the end of the day, we gotta protect our own.
♪ The other side
♪ Is the best part of me
- I love you, Treasure.
- [Treasure] I love you too.
[Keema chuckling]
♪ On the other side
♪ Is the best part of me
♪ I'd never thought I'd be this strong ♪
♪ It's so hard to believe
- [Treasure Voiceover] They say all good things
come to an end, the sad part is
maybe this is what she really needed.
She thought she was playing the streets
but the streets were playing her.
♪ Is the best part of me
- [Treasure Voiceover] The good thing is,
she was given a second chance.
And got out after serving two years
and became the best mother to us just like she promised.
And Lance and Peppi surprised her with Keema's Day Spa.
[upbeat music]
I knew our lives were about to change.
See, the funny thing about change is
you just have to believe that it will happen
and I always believed in my mom.
♪ Being as special as you are
♪ You're one in a million
♪ You make light among many stars, yeah ♪
♪ Pressure makes diamonds
♪ And pain makes pearls
♪ So I know there's another story ♪
♪ Behind what you show the world ♪
♪ There's so much more
♪ Behind your smiling face
♪ Under the surface
♪ So don't you be afraid
♪ To show the world you're beautiful ♪
♪ Under the surface
♪ There'll never be another like you ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh, oh, oh
♪ Uh-Huh
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ There's only one you
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh yeah
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh, oh, oh
♪ For every smile
♪ There's a couple frowns
♪ For every day up
♪ There's a couple down
♪ You're so strong and you can take it ♪
♪ I'm right here to help you make it ♪
♪ Don't feel like you have to face it all alone ♪
♪ Oh
♪ I see so much strength in your eyes ♪
♪ You'll make it through to the other side ♪
♪ Pressure makes diamonds
♪ And pain makes pearls
♪ So I know there's another story ♪
♪ Behind what you show the world ♪
♪ There's so much more
♪ Behind your smiling face, yeah ♪
♪ Under the surface, under the surface ♪
♪ So don't you be afraid
♪ To show the world you're beautiful ♪
♪ Under the surface
♪ Under the surface, under the surface ♪
♪ There'll never be another like you ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh, oh, oh
♪ Uh-Huh
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ There's only one you
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh yeah
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh, oh, oh
♪ Keep your head up, you got so much to live for ♪
♪ You've only scratched the surface ♪
♪ And there's so much more
♪ Keep your head up, you got so much to live for ♪
♪ You've only scratched the surface ♪
♪ There's so much more, what's going on ♪
♪ Behind you smiling face, I wanna know ♪
♪ Under the surface
♪ So you don't you be afraid
♪ To show the world you're beautiful ♪
♪ Because you're beautiful, under the surface ♪
♪ Yes you are, under the surface ♪
♪ There will never be another like you ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh, oh, oh
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ 'Cause there's only one you
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ There's only one you
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ There'll never be another like you ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ There's only one you
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ There's only one you
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh
♪ And it's only you