Tray: Love is a lot like water.
My name is Tray.
We fall in it.
May I take you to lunch?
We drown in it.
But one thing's for sure --
We can't live without it.
And finding that love is one of the dopest things
that could happen in your life.
Sometimes we just need somebody to believe in us...
...and never give up.
Somebody that sees beyond our imperfections
and troubled past.
Somebody that would break their own heart
and use the pieces to put yours back together.
Ooh, Tray, look!
I just got my results from Ancestry.com.
Word.Let's see what it say.
Girl, where you from?
Okay, so, it looks like I'm 45% Ghanaian,
23% Cameroonian,
and I'm 32% Irish?
What?
32% Irish?
That's enough alcoholin your blood to get a DUI.
What about you? You ever do one of these?
Yep. My chart said said100% nigga from Brooklyn.
So silly. I'm serious.
I come from a long lineof niggas from Brooklyn.
Man: Open up! It's the police!
Uh, Tray, why is the police at your door?
I don't know.Maybe it's your ex again.
No, he doesn't know where you live.
Okay, doeshe?
Okay, maybe they just got the wrong apartment.
Who you looking for?
Tray Barker!
Nope. Right apartment.
Ohh, great.
I'm coming!
Just so you know, I'm live-streaming,
and I got Colin Kaepernickon speed dial!
Don't shoot!
Ohh! Ohh!
Get your ass in here, man! You know you can't hold me down, son.
-Get your ass in here! -You know that.
Good to be back, cuzzo. I missed you, man!
Glad you're back. I missed you, too.
Yes!
Yo, who that?Jasmine, Bobby.
Bobby, Jasmine.
Bobby, it's so nice to meet you.
Uh, Tray's told me so much about you,
but he failed to mention that you
like impersonating police officers.
Oh, I-I just was clownin'. You know what I'm saying?
Now, if I wanted to keep it authentic,
I would've bust in here and shot both of y'all.
I'm sorry. What?
To keep it authentic. You see the news.
Baby,don't pay him no mind.
Yo, man,long time, no see, kid.
I know, kid. Look, I ain't gonna front, man.
I thought you trying to play me, kid,
'cause you wasn't there when I got busted, right?
But then I thought about it.I was like, "Nah, not my cuzzo."
And look what you did. You got me out, kid.
Thank you, baby.
What you talking about, Bobby?
What you mean, "What you talking about?"
You got the high-profile lawyerto get me out.
What?I ain't hire no lawyer, Bobby.
So, who got me out, kid? What are you talking about?
-I don't know. -It was -- It was me.
It was me.
Working in the system, you do get some kind of perks.
What she mean, "the system"?She's a CO.
Say what? Are you -- Yo, stop playing with me, yo.
-No. -So, I did a little snooping
and saw the police who searched your car did it
without a warrant or probable cause.
So I called up a DA friend of mine,
and they had the case thrown out.
-Mm. -Wow.
Baby, I appreciate youdoing that for me,
but all you had to dowas tell me.
Yeah, I didn't actually think it was gonna work out,
and I didn't want to get your hopes up, so...
Jasmine, thank you, baby.You did that for me.
Thank you. Of course.
I saw how much it hurt you to see him in there,
and -- I don't know -- I just pulled a few strings.
That's all.
Wow.
This is real special.
You popping a CO just to get your cuzzo out?!
Wow, that's love, baby!
Mwah!
That's the --Yo, I love you, kid!
Thank you.
I'll call you later.Yeah, and it was nice meeting you, Bobby.
Oh, nice meeting you. Nice meeting you.Yeah.
Let's keep it between us.
-Got you, yo. -Okay. Yeah.
You got some co-workers, yo?
-Come on, Bobby. Sit down. -You got cousins?
She got a few cousins. Sit down.
Cousins. Yo, I'm reallyliking this spot.Sit down. Sit down.
Mm. I'm really liking the place here, cuzzo.
Nice and comfortable, kid.
Damn, feels good to be home, baby.
Yes, it is. Look, um, I mean, I ain't --
I ain't really got no home right now.
So you mind if I crash here?
Yeah, man, is thata trick question, man?
You family, man. Of course.Thank you.
And, listen, I know youjust came home, right?Yeah.
But I really need you to go downthere and talk to Divine, man.
They fronted youa lot of burners, man.
I know that, man. Don't even --
Yo, Bobby, I'm notfucking around, man.
I'mma handle that. Don't stress that, man.
Chill.
What's that smell?
Oh, I ain't take no showers yet.
Why not?! What you mean, "Why not"?
What you talking about? Yo, a clean ass in jail,
I might as well be asking them out for a date.
You watch too much TV.
Nah, man, I'm too pretty for jail.
I was gonna be pretty and stank.You watch too much...
All I'm saying is that Lizzo is too small for me.
I need somebody with some size and girth.
She just too petite for me, man.
My main man Divine!
Man: Peace to the god.
Peace, peace. Got you, right?
-Right. -He's right.
Like the new shop.
Thank you, brother. Thank you.
What we doing today?
Line up the beard a little bit.
Alright. Gotchu.
Get you right.No, no, no.
No, that's good.Alright, save that.
Y'all seen Bobby around?
Heard he just got out.
Nah, no way!Bobby ain't out.
With all them biscuits he got caught with?
-Word. -Well, he out.
And anybody that hit the streetsthat fast, you know what it is.
Unh-unh. Don't say that.
Bobby ain't no snitch, yo.
All these young niggasnowadays is snitches.
Reggie right, man. You seen "The First 48"?
-Yeah. -Yep.
That's the one where the policegot 48 hours to solve a crime?
Will: Yeah, they should call it"The Sound of Music"
'cause they be singing like Julie Andrews in the hills.
What's the big deal with snitching?
I'm like 6ix9ine. I'm not going to prison for nobody.
That's 'cause you wouldn'tlast one day.
They'd be lined up to tap thatass like it was Black Friday.
I'd do 100 yearsof making love to my inner thigh
before I'd rat on somebody.
Beat my dicklike it called me a nigger.
These young cats don't know nothing about that.
Mnh-mnh.
They ain't got no knowledge of self,
no integrity, no respect for the game.
That's right.
You know,there's no reason whatsoever
for a niggato ever tell on anybody.Mm-hmm. That's right.
Hey, Divine, what you looking for Bobby for, anyway?
You know, just checkingon the god.
Heard he was home.
Make sure he's taken care of.
I hear that.Peace.
Y-- Yo!
Who ate my oatmeal cookies, man?!
Howie did it. Nigga!
So, Shay and the kids moved all the way
to New Jeruz, just like that?
I miss 'em, man. I do.Word up. Wow!
You know I went by your mom's crib.
Yeah, she act like she didn't know where you was at.
Gave me the ole, "Tray getting his life together,
and he don't need you pulling him back to the streets."
You know, that's my mom.You know her style.
She don't tell nobodynothing.
How you find me anyway? Some dude named Carl.
That dude is a duck, man.
If I'm correct, I think he popping your mom.
Listen, man. Is he popping your mom?
My mom's 65 years old.
If he get my moms pregnant,all I'm telling you --
Make it look like an accident, okay?
Are you serious?!Make it look likean accident, man!
Alright, alright, alright.I want a clean job.
Alright, never mind. You know what?
You sensitive. It's okay.
What -- What's up with the CO, though?
She's bad, right?
Feelin' her.We feelin' each other.
Okay, alright, alright, okay.
We just talking right now.We just gonna take it slow.
That's what you telling me.
That's her right there.
Alright. She want meto come over right now.
I'mma slide to the crib.
Wow! That's wifey!
Wait a minute, Bob.That's wifey!
Why you always assuming andcreating these narratives, man?
What? That's not --
Ain't nobody saying nothingabout getting married.
You know, I almost got married.
I got proposed to three times in jail.
What?Yeah, yeah.
Some dude even made mea ring out of Oodles of Noodles.
Ohh. Yeah.
Great gesture. I said no.
I was a 10 in jail. You know what I'm ta--
I was Beyoncé. I'm special.
You know whatI'm talking about?Bobby.
What? Listen to me, man.
We need to get our lives together.
What you mean, "we"?
You got your life together. You know what you got?
You got a new job, new lady, new place.
What --It might look that way,but trust me,
Bobby, it's not.
Yeah, you right, man.
We got to get our life together.
But can I get another Cronut first?
Hey, baby.
Damn! I mean hey.
Come on in, baby. Oh, wow.
What you doing, Jasmine?
Ahh.I finally found that lighter.
Wow!
You are put together lovely!
I'm not sexy?
And sexy, too.
Where's Mikey?
He is at a friend's house tonight.
Word? Word.
Uh-oh. Mm-hmm!
Girl...
Jas.
Yo, Jas.
You telling me you're nottired after all of that?
Just got a lot on my mind.
Like me?
Yeah, like you, like me...
Mm-hmm. Like my life.
Like Bobby.
I'm just trying not to make the same mistakes
that I made before.
And I'm not trying tocomplicate your life
any more than it already is.
What, you? No, I need you.
You're the best thing in my world as it is, okay?
You're my baby.
Yeah? Yeah.
I need you, too.
Really? Mm-hmm.
Mm. I'm so happy.
I'm gonna need to see.
Mm, see what?
What's under these sheets!
Uh-oh! Release the kraken!
Oh, here we go!
Yo, Tray.
Who that?
It's Mike.
Jasmine's ex.What you want?
I don't want nothing. I'm the police.
You know, I keep an eyeon everything.
Make sure everybody's safe,especially my family.
You know what I mean?
I'm out of here, man.Hold on a second, brother.
Do me a favor, Tray.
Stay the fuck away from Jasmine.
You understand?
The fuck you just say to me?
You heard what the fuckI said.
I said stay the fuckaway from Jasmine...
Tray Leviticus Barker.
Inmate number 55170-054.
Now, I know you're notan inmate no more.
Oh, that's right!
You're a janitor. Wow!
You done fell off, nigga.
Stay out my personal life, motherfucker.
You ain't gotno personal life, nigga.
You the property of the state.
And you always gonna bethe property of the state.
You understand?
I'd be mad, too, man, if I was a cop
and my ex-wife fell for a convict.
Let me tell you something,nigga.
See, Jasmine is my woman.
And she's always gonna be my woman.
So fall back, man.
Hear me?
Or else I'm gonna be your worstmotherfucking nightmare.
See, you don't want a niggalike me in your life, Tray.
You don't want a nigga like me applying pressure.
I want you to remember this,boy.
I'm the police.
And wethe king of the streets.
And I can make you disappear.
And nobody would ever find your black ass.
So let that be a warning,motherfucker.
Hey,you have a good night...
you little bitch.
I got my eye on you, boy.
♪ Yeah
♪ To all the killers and the hundred-dollar billers ♪
Man: Keep your eyes open.
♪ For real niggas who ain't got no feelings ♪
♪ Feelings, feelings I got this. I got this.
Tray: Yo, you putthat Kobe poster up?
Bobby: Of course I did, man. Mamba Mentality forever, B.
I miss him, man. He's a legend.
Yeah, I went by the, um --
I went by the barbershop earlier,
and they was talking about...
Divine was looking for me.
Yeah.
I told you, Bobby --
You need to go see that man.
Well, it's a little more complicated than that, man.
Dude think I snitched on him, B.
And if I ain't got his money,
ain't -- ain't really much I can talk about.
So what you gonna do? Look, I got it -- I got it --
I got it all under control, man.
I hollered at my man Howie at the shop.
He gave me a half a birdjust to get me on my feet, man.
I got this.Oh, what?!
Yo, Bobby, what the fuck are you doing?!
Oh, come on. Chill, man. Chill.
I ain't got the work in the house, man.
It don't matter! Relax!
It don't matter!
You hot! You know you hot!
And I ain't talking about Divine.
I'm talking about the feds!
What am I supposed to do?
Turn my back on the streets, leave the hood,
become a fucking janitor?
Oh, oh, oh, my bad, my bad, my bad, my bad.
A handyman.I'mma tell you what you not gonna do.
You told me to handle it. I handled it!
I'mma tell you what you not gonna do.
You not gonna sit thereon my motherfucking couch
and judge me!
Don't you ever fucking do that!
You understand me?
I told you to handle it, but not like this.
I didn't want this shitfor you!
I didn't, Bobby.
Motherfucker. Bobby, come here.
Come here. Come here.
Come here!
Come here.I'm stressed out today.
I had a long fucking day.
Get some rest.We talk about it in the morning.
Alright, cuzzo.
Good night. Good night.
Kid, I'm tired, yo.
Whoo! Bobby.
What's up, man?
That's mybed.We live together.
This ourbed. This our bed.
Bobby, that's my bed, Bobby. Don't do that.
Bobby, get out my --Don't do that right now.
Bobby, get out of my bed!
Why you fussin' at me, man?!
You're always doing this, man!
I just wanna sleep!
Taking the pillow, though.
The pillow.
Yeah, I found Bobby.
Remember that Bill Power Tray Barker from Bed-Stuy?
Yeah, that's who he's staying with.
Indeed.
Peace.
Are you my Uber?
A'ight, man, come on. We gotta go.
You gonna be late for yourown welcome-home party.
A'ight, I'm coming!
Oh, look what you got.
Oh, I see you, kid!
Ooh, with the supple leather.
F-R-E-S-H.
Fresh!
Yo, before we leave, man,
I just want to say I'm sorry, man.
I'm sorry for calling you a janitor yesterday, man.
I was a little frustrated, and...
Don't worry about it.
We good. We family.
We always gonna be good.
You understand me?
Now, can we go to the partyso I can get my groove on?!
Cuzzo, let's go! Let's go.
Mr. Kelly.
What's up, Mr. Kels?
Do I know you?
Oh, I'm Bobby.
Tray's cousin.
Nice to meet you.
What's up?
Oh, oh, my -- my bad. I'll let y'all talk.
I know. I told Paul to stop
flushing baby wipes down the toilet.
You know what?I'm gonna fix that tomorrow.
It's not the baby wipes, Tray.
It's you. What you mean?
A police officer came by this afternoon
with your criminal record.
I don't know why exactly, but that's beside the point.
You never disclosed you were an ex-con, Tray.
Yeah,but you got to understand --
It's hard to find work
once they find out you're a felon.
I dounderstand, but the thing is,
I can't continue to let you go into tenants' homes
with your criminal background.
I just can't, Tray.But, Mr. Kelly...
Look, I know.
It sucks.
But I gotta hire another handyman.
And you're gonna have to pay full rent.
But I can't afford that!
I'm barely making it as it is! I'm sorry.
What?!Man, that's some bullshit, man!
Bobby.Yo, this is a good --
He doing the best that he can, man.Bobby. Bobby!
No, he doing the best that he can!Bobby! Bobby!
This is a good fucking dude, man!Bobby, please.
You oughta crack his fucking head, man.
Bobby, please, man.
I see us as, like, a defunct A-Team.
Like, that's what we fucking do out here.
Who am I on the A-Team?
We -- You are B.A. Baracus
andthe other baller because they're, like, two people.
So they ate each other. Yeah.Like, yeah.
Can I be Spider-Man?I'm Spider-Man. Yeah, that's phat, Jay.
-Hey, Bobby! -Yeah, Bobby!
Bobby: What up? What up?
The A-Team...Yo, Tray, Bobby.
What up, fam?
Yeah, bruh!
-Hey! -Yeah!
What up? What up? What up? What up, man?
My boy, boy, boy, boy, boy! Ah, man!
Ah, man, we missed y'all, man.
Missed y'all, too, B.
Y'all good?
Landlord found out I'm a felon, man.
Lost my apartment. Pssshh! Told you, man.
It's hard out here for us PIPs.
I told you that, brah.
Man, Tray, that's terrible. How'd he find out?
Don't matter.
Just gotta figure it out, do it fast.
Mm-hmm.Yeah, man.
When I ain't have a place to stay,
I would rob somebody and turn myself in.
You know, I look at it like this --
If I got a place where I can shit, shower,
and shave, I'm shaking.
-You understand that? -Yeah.
I shit in the shower once.
But I ain't shaved.
Wait.
Yes, I did. I did shave.
Yo, pardon me, y'all.Excuse me.
Oh, handle your business, brah.Why you wiping on me?
♪ Back to the slimmies
Yo, what up, Bobby?
Look, cuzzo, I know you nottrying to get your hands dirty,
but you might want to flipthese things with me.
Ain't nothing happening, okay?
There's got to be a better way.
Hey, you done triedevery other way, cuzzo.
Listen, Bobby, I'm not going back to that world.
You understand me?
I promised my moms, and I promised my daughter.Look, I get that.
Look, I'm not trying to go backto this shit either, Tray,
but we don't havenothing else to go forward to.
Why are we talking about this, huh?
We supposed to be here celebrating.
You see all of this out here?
No, can you see the soul food in here?
Alright, alright, alright, alright.
I'm buggin'.Why you got to do all that?
'Cause it's my vibe...
What better way to celebrate
than with some welcome-home booty?
Go get it, kid.Alright? Alright?
Alright.I'm not coming home tonight.
See you tomorrow. Alright, I know.Yeah, you already know.
I know the routine.Hello!
♪ You the queen with the crown ♪
♪ Shut it all down
I made it! Ohh!
Yes, you did.
And you better get some ofthis food before it's all gone.
Mm-hmm. Okay.
♪ But I like your style
What?
Why are you looking at me like that?
Everything okay?
Everything's everything.
Just want to let you know I appreciate you
being in my life, Jas.
Oh. Well, I'm always gonna be here,
as long as you treat me right.
♪ Let me shut it all down
But you know what?
You need to hit me.
You know I got you.
You know I got you.Mm, right on top.
Ooh, ooh, ooh. Right -- Okay, uh-huh.
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Now them wings.
Okay. I told you.
They weren't wings before.
♪ I'm tryin' to spend my life with you ♪
Mm, happy I came out.Three is the charm.
Three is the charm.Mm-hmm! Mm-hmm!
For real? What are you doing?
Yeah, well, I'm just calling tomake sure you got home safe.
Yeah, right.
Alright, you want me to call you tomorrow?
I'll call you tomorrow. Alright. Bye-bye.
No!
The opposite of death is not life.
It's birth.