So I'm currently dating this fine young thing,
I'm trying to make it official, but it pisses me off
because every time we go out
I always gotta pay for shit.
Which is fine, because I got a job.
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- _ - Ohh. Rejected?
No wonder L.A. got a homeless problem.
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- Don't you send me! - You right.
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There have been some concerns, and I get it,
but before we commit to a new design,
I want to discuss the old logo
so we don't make the same mistakes.
We have money to hire a designer?
No, the designer is my niece.
She's a senior at the Pratt Institute,
so how lucky are we?
Thoughts?
Well, it's not great
that there is a white hand scooping up black kids.
Yeah, in this climate that comes off a little racist.
It wasn't racist when I made it. It's my hand.
My hand's helping the community.
It's not a handout,
it's a hand out.
I hate to be that guy,
but in a post-"Moonlight" America
don't you think we should incorporate a rainbow?
Right? Also there's two boys and only one girl.
Hello? Time's up.
I've always thought that it's a little insulting
that we're servicing black and brown kids
and our name is "We Got Y'all."
That's grammatically incorrect.
How about "Let Us Help You
In Your Community In Really Positive Ways
And Go For Happiness."
I wasn't trying to insult anyone with the name.
I was trying to be relatable.
Relatable is good, but maybe we can
find new ways to do that.
Honestly, whatever Issa thinks is probably right.
Oh, so now y'all wanna be woke
when a bitch been an alarm clock since day one?
Well, "beep, beep," motherfuckers!
Beep! Beep!
Um, I think you guys made some really good points,
and I agree with everything you said,
and I thank you for saying it.
It is a little Halloween-ish.
- _ - It's my hand.
It's not racist, 'cause it's my hand.
See that? Smooth.
Easy.
Yeah. Yeah. Hmm.
OK, that's sturdy. I see you, Uncle Daniel.
- Hmm. Pow! - Yo, you got anything
like "Shake Dat"?
♪ Shake dat, shake dat! Err'body shake dat ♪
♪ Who dat? Bap! Bap! ♪
- ♪ Err'body shake dat! ♪ - That shit is trash, Jada.
Sometimes I just wanna be ratchet.
Your music be making me wanna think.
It's like, why, though?
Go do your homework.
Lemme hit you right back.
- What up? - Hey.
- Maintaining. Maintaining. - Where's Spyder at?
He got caught up with some shit on the East Side,
and he don't fuck with the 101 after 3:00, so, you know...
Come on, man. Really?
I been workin' on this mix all night.
How come your shit always flaky?
I don't control the nigga's traffic habits.
Look, it's all good, though.
He still wanna meet you.
Tomorrow. Fais-Do-Do.
Y'all can chop it up at the club after his set, man.
It's gonna be lit. He gonna have a table,
bottles, bitches...
Young niggas a little too Hollywood for me, man.
Long as they can pass you that money phone, who cares?
Look, man, it's all good. I'ma be there.
Don't even trip, man.
Hey, what's up, girl?
Did I leave some ketchup packets at your house?
I did?
My credit score can't be that bad.
"Bad" would be a step up.
The basic credit tiers are "excellent," "good,"
"poor," "bad"... this is Issa.
It's all the way at the bottom.
Look, I'm sorry.
There's no way to get around this credit issue
unless you get a co-signer... not me...
or you could put down three or four months'
rent if you've been saving.
- Ooh! I have been saving. - OK!
♪ I been savin' ♪
- ♪ I been saving ♪ - ♪ Ay-ay-ay ♪
♪ I been savin' ♪
♪ She's been savin', she's been savin' ♪
♪ Ah-ah-ah... ♪ Uh-uh. Uh-uh. Uh-uh.
No, you know I eat out a lot.
Oh, girl. Lids?
- I like my caps fitted. - That is just...
Radio Shack ain't even a store no more.
Rite Aid?
You buy your groceries at Rite Aid?
I buy panties there, too.
Warren, close the door.
What, girl? Come on!
I been working a full-time job,
I been Lyfting...
what else can I do?
Look, long-term,
I could set you up with a credit counselor here,
and I will help you plan out a budget.
But right now, you don't have enough money
to move out on your own.
Kelli, I gotta do something.
I told Daniel I'd only be staying there a few weeks,
and I don't want to take advantage of that.
Well, if it'd make you feel better,
then you could throw him a few extra bucks.
Oh, yeah. You know...
he's not charging me to stay.
I'm sorry. What?
He not chargin' me to stay.
He not?
You concubinin'?
What?! Kelli... No.
Not even a little bit?
Touch it? Suck it? Fuck it?
Just wake up and it's in your mouth?
- No, Kelli. - OK. You cookin'?
Cleanin'?
Detailin' nigga's car?
Damn, you're gettin' over.
I mean, if Daniel will let you stay a little longer,
you should, just to save money.
Don't look a gift horse in the dick.
That's not a saying.
It is. My grandmother said it to me.
It's like you do so well, and then you don't.
Do you think I should fuck Warren?
- Hey, brother boo. - Whatcha want?
Remember when I said I was good at Daniel's?
- Well, I was thinking that... - Too late.
Me and bae growing marijuana in your room.
Ugh. Y'all some lesbians.
- Hey, Issa. - Oh, hey!
- What's his name? - Cody. You're on speaker.
- Anything else? - OK! Nope! Thanks, bye.
Hi. My name is Issa Dee, and I'm calling
to apply for the property manager position.
But I'm in an elevator, and I will call you back.
This how you start your mornings all the time?
Just typing? You don't even take no time to just, like...
- Always. - Woosah.
I like that hoodie. You hook me up?
It's $500, so... no.
Ouch.
You know, it's so weird you being here, though.
Three nights in a row?
Don't you got other chicks to bother?
Tryin' to give my homegirl some space.
She got some shit she gotta sort out, so...
Well, I'm going to Skybar tonight,
so you might have to crowd homegirl.
Yeah, I'm supposed to go to the show tonight at Fais Do-Do.
Ugh. Fais Do-Do is so tired it literally means "go to sleep."
Yeah, but I gotta go meet this artist Spyder there.
It's so thuggish up in there.
Right, but I mean,
you know, dude's music is kinda dope.
- Could be a good look. - Oh, shit!
"Lonzo Ball canoodles with Alexandra Shipp."
And they're both wearing Vlone.
I love light-skin love!
- What did you get? - I got a shrimp bowl.
Are you having dessert for lunch?
Yes. I'm on an all-desserts diet.
The sugar literally burns the other sugar,
and you lose weight.
- I don't think that's a thing. - I saw it on Dr. Oz.
- How did they spell Oz? - It's science.
Can I... Sorry.
Can I pose a question to the group?
Yesterday's meeting, right?
Joanne? How defensive she got.
It's like, "Sorry. Just accept your logo's super-racist."
Yeah, and more importantly, ugly.
That was my main concern.
I just don't want We Got Y'all
to come off as tone-deaf right now.
How we're perceived will definitely affect our funding.
Yeah, the schools I called brought up a ton of issues.
It's not just the logo.
I get that we don't want to lose our donors,
but the schools are always gonna complain about something.
Yeah, but that doesn't mean their complaints aren't valid.
Well, if it's an issue for some people,
maybe those people who it's an issue for
should have spoken up.
Really?
I have to speak up about every issue.
Do you know how awkward that is?
"Hi, I'm Issa, and I'm black and angry!"
- We should all be angry. - What's the problem?
I represent the gays, and you represent black people.
I don't want to be the voice of all black people.
Well, it is what it is.
- Hello? - Oh... Hey.
Uh, just checkin' in.
I was gonna go to Costco later
to pick up some paper towels for the house.
Do you have a preference on the ply?
Uh, I'm cool with whatever.
OK.
Easy on the ply.
Anyway,
so, I talked to Kelli
about my finances, and...
although I am...
doing great, making some strides,
um, I'm not where I need to be right now.
What's that mean?
It's just... taking me
a little bit longer to find my own place.
And...
you know I hate to ask,
but is there any way I can stay with you
a couple weeks longer?
'Cause, you know, I will reimburse you
as soon as I get back on my feet.
Issa, honestly,
me and Vanessa, you know,
she's not really cool with you being around all the time.
Oh... oh.
OK, um...
So maybe I could give you just...
you know, another week, but then, you know...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's great. Of course.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Well, I'll see you... OK.
I really think it'd be helpful
if we had some different voices here.
We service black and brown kids,
but our office doesn't look like that.
And I really think we need to
hire some employees of color.
Well, what about Sarah? She's, um...
Yeah.
Yeah. Look,
I know I'm not out in the field right now,
but if there is anything I can do to help,
please let me know.
I'll, uh... I'll think on it.
♪ A bitch is tho-rough ♪
If I were a nigga, where would I keep my trash can?
Oh, no!
Is that weed in the toaster?
Oh, that's a hair... No it's not!
Hey, what are you doing here?
I mean, it's your home.
Su casa es mi casa.
Except it's not mi casa, it's all su.
- Y-You cleaned. - Uh, little bit.
Organized all your kitchen cupboards.
Won't He Do It?
Actually, I did it.
With his grace.
Here we go with the bullshit.
You OK?
Huh?
Yeah, just...
Niggas is just flaky, man.
What happened?
My boy 5even was supposed to introduce me
to this artist tonight, but now he can't go.
- Can't you still go? - I don't even know dude.
What is he, like a big deal or somethin'?
Yeah. But, you know...
it's whatever.
Excuse me.
Wh-Where are the cups?
Oh, I just moved them by the fridge.
'Cause, you know... drinks.
Why couldn't Spyder just come to the studio?
I ain't tryin' to chase this nigga down.
What I look like?
Why you actin' all proud?
Ain't nobody bein' proud.
I gotta go chase this nigga in the studio.
What I look like, huh?
Why don't you just go?
'Cause shit never go right in the club, Issa.
And I ain't tryin' to go there solo.
Well, what if I go with you?
Nah, you... you ain't gotta do all that.
No, I was just gonna re-caulk the tub.
But that could wait.
Come on, you keep comin' through for me,
so let me do the same.
We ain't gotta wait in this line.
My boy put me on the list.
Love lists. Lists are what's up.
What up, bro?
Daniel King.
- Nope. - Hmm.
It's probably under your producer name.
Yeah, what's that, homie?
Daniel King.
No, man. Y'all watch out, man.
- What up, homie? - How are you doin'?
- Uh-uh! - Iss! What's good?
- Khalil! - Wow!
How ya doin'? King!
What y'all niggas doin' up here?
Ya know, just kickin' it.
- At the club. - Ha ha!
Iss, I see you still the same.
Not you, though. Out here blowing up.
I'm so happy for you, man.
From desk beats in homeroom to producer for YG.
Shit, man, I'm tryin'.
King, what's good, bro?
You know, just stayin' in the lab, man.
Cool, cool. That's what's up.
So what, uh, y'all comin' in?
We tryin' to, but "List" is over here makin' it all tough.
Don't even trip. Y'all can just roll in with us.
Nah, it's cool, bro...
Nah, nah, man, I got you. I got you.
Hey, fam, yo, they with me.
It's all good then.
- Thank you, Khalil. - Appreciate you, fam.
You ain't gotta thank me.
You know what I'm sayin'?
See? Gettin' in.
OK, I am not mad at this.
Is that Mexican hot dogs I smell?
Is it my birthday?
Hey, look, so, I'm fittin' to hop over to my table,
but y'all should come by later so we can chop it up.
No doubt, yeah, we got tables too.
W-We gon' be chillin'. We all right.
- Appreciate you, bro. - All right. Bet.
Dope that Khalil is here.
You saw he got his lazy eye fixed?
It goes everywhere now.
That's the artist Spyder I'm tryin' to fuck with.
Just wanna change his sound just a little bit, you know?
Like how?
Make the instrumentation a little bit more complex.
Like, kinda like...
That's... dope as fuck.
- It's not too crazy? - No, I like it.
Uh, you thirsty? For a drink.
Not for everything else, just general mouth thirst.
You ain't gotta buy drinks. I know your situation.
No, no, no, it's the least I can do.
You... stay focused.
Be sure your card don't decline.
Hi.
Excuse me?
Can I purchase some alcohol, please?
Excuse me.
OK, you dancin'.
You tryin' to get faded?
- He-ey. - Hey.
Let me buy you a drink.
OK... oh,
you have braces, and they are green.
They match my money.
OK. I like that.
Yeah, I know.
Can you buy me two drinks?
Mr. Money?
'Cause my friend is here,
and her name's... Danielle.
And she likes to get fucked up, too.
A'ight.
Two bourbons.
Your name's Daniel, right?
- Yeah. - So you roll with 5even?
- Yeah. - You still sell weed?
- Aren't you his weed dude? - Nah, I don't do that anymore.
Mm-mm.
A'ight.
Thanks for the drink.
Did I miss anything?
Just club shit. How was the bar?
Oh, you know... busy.
Elbows everywhere.
Yup.
You know, sometimes when I gotta handle something,
I eat.
You want a snack?
'Cause I brought this granola bar.
Aw, it got pretty smashed.
But that's cool... now it's trail mix.
No, I'm good.
You ready to go over there?
You know, I'm just givin' him some space.
The chick with the sparklers just left, so it's cool.
- Daniel. - Huh?
You got this.
Come on.
All right, let's do it.
- Yo, what up? - What set you from, cuz?!
What's up, nigga? What's crackin'?
Hey, man, you like the performance?
Oh, hell, yeah, you was killin' that shit.
Khalil! Hey!
Facebook told me that you got a kid?
Oh, yeah, yeah. He's four now.
Four.
Fantastic four.
- Heh. What's his life about? - Shit, you know what?
I think I got a photo in here somewhere,
something I can show you.
Hey, yo. What's your name again, bro?
Daniel King. We both know 5even.
Ahh. Tall nigga, right?
Yeah. Yeah.
Wow!
He's so big for four.
Yeah. It's the chicken.
OK.
You know, this is so cool, seeing you with Daniel,
- doing your thing. - Hell yeah, I'm happy
King is still doing his music!
- You know what? Hey, Spyder! - Yeah.
Yo, this is my boy right here.
Word. You know Khalil?
Yeah, we went to high school together.
We used to collab back in the day.
You know, makin' beats on Fruity Loops.
Killin' it! Fire! Pew pew pew!
Both of y'all, I was there.
Yeah.
Hey, King, man.
Why don't you slide through the studio some time?
Let me hear something.
- Yeah. Yeah, maybe. - So, what you on, bro?
Bro, I, uh, I did a couple tracks for 5even.
"Take it Outside," and then "Lost Out Here,"
that's on his new mix tape.
Yeah. I heard that one.
It was cool.
I mean, that was six months ago.
I'm on some new shit, musically.
I'm fuckin' with cellos now and shit, you know.
So that's a whole... 'nother frontier, you know.
- Cool. Yeah. - It's mad orchestral, you know?
- A lot of strings and... - Khalil got your number.
You can just give it to my boy.
- Right. Well... - Which boy? So many boys.
Oh, these niggas gettin' it in!
Come on, come on!
My titty!
Damn, we sharin' chili fries?
That shit was fuckin' crazy.
At least you and Spyder have a connection now.
I'm too old for this shit.
If I got shot, what would the news story even say?
"Unknown SoundCloud producer dead."
It's better than mine.
"Lights out on debt-ridden Lyft driver with 3.6 rating...
today at 2:00."
Shit just sucks.
It's like...
I been workin' on my shit for a long time.
I taught Khalil, and it feel like...
like I just ain't gettin' nowhere.
You're not nowhere.
You worked with Ty Dolla $ign.
But it didn't make the album, and that's what I'm sayin'.
Every time I feel like I'm about to get out the starting blocks
with this shit, just, like, nothin'.
Yeah, but you're good at what you do.
And... at least you have a passion,
'cause I sure as hell don't.
It's fucking frustrating, man.
And I ain't tryin' to hate, but it's like I got good;
Khalil got famous.
I never heard you talk about your shit like that before.
- Yeah, it's whatever. - No, but I get it.
I mean, does it have to be a competition with Khalil?
What if you tried working with him?
I know it's hard asking for help... believe me.
It wasn't exactly easy asking you to stay longer.
Issa, it's cool.
I like you bein' around.
Stay as long as you need.
- What about Vanessa? - Huh?
Oh. Yeah, no, she'll be fine,
I mean, I'll talk to her. It's cool.
It's my crib.
Niggas always sharing the wrong news.
_
I'm about to make a call right quick.
Cool.
Yo, Khalil. What up, bro? It's King, man.
Yeah, man, we, shit,
we made it out.
Ah, uh, but yeah, um...
yeah, man, if it's still cool,
maybe I could come by,
p-play some of m-my stuff for you.
See what you think, ya know?
Bet. Bet. Um...
I'ma hit you tomorrow.
All right, cool, cool.
You good?
Yeah, it's just this couch...
that I'm super-grateful for.
If you want, you can sleep in my bed.
I'm gonna be workin' late, so...
it's all yours.
OK, cool, thank you.
Hi, Issa.
Thanks for calling about the property manager position.
We'd really love to meet with you.
Give us a call back if you're still interested.
Thank you.
What?
Oh, nothing.
Just not tired yet.
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