Yeah, it do. Sometimes round the way, where we live... you can catch that same breeze. It just come through the hood and it's like everything stop for a second... 'cause everyone just wanna feel it. Everything just gets quiet, you know? And it's like all you can hear is your own heartbeat. Right? Yeah... Feel so good, man. So good... Hell, shit make you wanna cry, feel so good. You cry? Nah. Makes me want to. What you cry about? Shit, I cry so much sometimes I feel like I'm gon' just turn into drops. Think you can roll out into the water, right? Roll out into the water like all these other motherfuckers around here trying to drown they sorrows. Why you say that? I'm just listening to you, nigga. Sound like something you wanna do. I wanna do a lot of things that don't make sense. I didn't say it don't make sense. But tell me, like-like what? Like what "lot of things"? Damn dog... you nosey. Chiron cursing now, huh? You trying to get smart with me? - Whatever, man. Nah, you trying to get smart with me, huh Chiron? Yeah, you trying to get smart with me, huh. I'm sorry... What you gotta be sorry for? You ain't never done nothing like that before, huh? Thanks for the ride, man. No problem, Black. I'll see you around. Yeah... see you around. Come here, baby. Come here. You don't love me no more... Hmm? You don't love me no more... You're my only. I'm your only. You're my only... - Yo, what's up, Kev? - Terrel, what's up man? Hey, you know a nigga don't see school no more. No, I hear you, man. Lunch used to be the shit, though. Nah, the food wasn't never good. Man, I ain't talkin' 'bout the food. But that Friday pizza was the shit. Yeah, I feel you. Nah, but you remember in middle school, that game we used to play? "knock down/stay down"? Yeah yo, my crazy ass was the king of that shit. Yeah I remember. Yo! You remember that white kid you fucked up? Cuban cat, right? Mauricio or something? Oh yeah! Yo, you fucked that kid's face up! We was calling you Tyson after that shit. Yeah. Yo, but, uh... niggas don't do that shit no more. I mean... you know... What you sayin'? I'm sayin' is, if I point a nigga out... is you gonna knock his ass down? That's the game, ain't it? You dare me to swing on him and if I do, it's on you. A'ight. A'ight Kev. Let me see who ass gettin' dropped today. Don't be drinking none of this gummy juice. Shit'll kill you. Yo, Kev. Hit that nigga. Hit that nigga, Kev. Yeah, hit his faggot ass! The fuck you waitin' on? Do it! Come on. Let's go. How you like that, Chiron? Yo, I think he want another. Another one. Do it. Give it to him. Don't you get up, bruh. You stay down! Yeah if he get back up, knock his faggot ass back down. - Chiron, stay down! - He got up. Come on, man. Stay down. Do it again. Do it! Do it! Listen, son... If you don't press charges... I can't stop this from happening. Understand? You don't even know. - Oh I don't? - Nu-uh. You think all this just started, boy? - I ain't no boy. - The hell you ain't. If you were a man there'd be four other knuckleheads sittin' right next to you. You don't even know. Listen, son, listen. Listen. I'm not blaming you... I'm not. I know it's hard. Believe me. I'm not trying to disrespect your struggle. I just need you to know... All right, all right. Stay focused. Hey... Hey, Chiron! Get the fuck off me, niggas! Get the fuck off me! Don't look at me! - Hello, homie? - Yo, what's good with you, B? Vibing, vibing? - What's that? - You vibin'? - I'm trying to. - Trying to? So where the hos at? Nigga, you smiling and shit like you don't know what the fuck I'm talking about. Where the hos at, nigga? I don't know. You tell me. There's this bitch that stay down the corner. What's her name? - Afrodesia. - You making that up. I don't believe you. I ain't never seen you with no bitch, I don't believe you. - Her name Afrodesia. - Her name Afrodesia? Where she at? - She only come out at night. - Okay. - Yeah. - Okay. You short, Travis. - Wait, what? - Where the rest of the roll? It's all there. I mean you might think I tripping, when I handed it to you it was all there. It's a'ight. If it's all there then count that shit then, Trav. Count it. If it's all there. Move, you're in my spot. Move. Give me my fucking money. You sayin' I'm a liar? All right. I ain't say that. I told you to count what's off and you said it wasn't. That's you calling me a liar. Nah, all I did was tell you that... You-you did what? I'm just fucking with you. Huh? Count good. Did real good. Here. Can't be on the corner if you can't take a nigga just fuckin' with you, you feel me? Yeah. Chiron, this your mama. I know it's late but... I figured you ain't never been one much for sleep. Atlanta ain't but so big... seemin' me you come see your mama from time to time. Hope you gettin' some rest, baby. Hope you come by soon. Ma, it's late. I'll be there tomorrow, I promise. Hello? Hey Black, I mean... Chiron. What's up, man. This... this Kevin. You there? Yeah... Long time, no see, right? Man, I had to ask Teresa for your number, and... Hold on, man. You do-you do remember me, right? Yeah, I do. Been a while. Yeah. Yeah, it has, man. So, uh, where you at now, man? Georgia. Atlanta. I've been up here ever since... Yeah. Yeah, man, that's what I heard. Yeah. Hey, man, I'm sorry about all that... All that... shit what went down... Chiron. Real shit, dawg, I am. So, uh... what you doin' up there, man? Not much. Just... just trouble. Chiron and trouble always found a way. Yeah... something like that. What about you? Me? I'm a cook, man. Y-y-you a cook? Yeah, buddy. Man, I got sent up for some stupid shit- the same stupid shit we always get sent up for. They put me on the kitchen line, man, and I kinda took to it. Anyway, man, I just... I just thought about you, man. I... We got this jukebox in here and, uh... and folks come by and play they songs, that's the music we get in here... This dude, man... just reminded me of you. So, uh... Hey man, if you ever come to town, man, you come holla at me. I'll cook you somethin'. Maybe... Maybe play that song for you. All right man, um... You be easy, all right? How you been? I'm all right. I ain't sleepin'. Why not? - Right. If you knew you'd... - Bad dreamin'. Still? You ever thought about talking about it with somebody? Maybe not even a counsellor. Maybe somebody like your mama? Yeah... Yeah, it sound funny to me too. You talk to Teresa? Yeah. How she doing? Good. "Good." When you go home, Ma? Home? This is home. You know... I mean, they allowing me to stay and work as long as I like. I figure... might as well help other folks. Keep myself out of trouble. That's good, Mama. Yeah. Yeah, I think it is too. I really do. So, you still in them streets? Didn't come all the way the hell to Georgia to have you fallin' in the same shit, Chiron. - Im'ma go. Im'ma go... No, no, no, no, you gon' listen! To who, Ma? Huh? To you? Really, though? Please... Please... I messed up. I fucked it all the way up. I know that. But yo' heart ain't gotta be black like mine, baby. I love you, Chiron. I do. I love you, baby. But you ain't gotta love me. Lord knows I did not have love for you when you needed it, I know that. So you ain't gotta love me... but you gon' know that I love you. You hear? You hear me, Chiron? I hear you, Mama. Here. I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry. Come here, Mama. Be right with you. How y'all doin'? Good? All right. I'll take these. I'll be right back with your check. Be right with you, boss, just let me get this out the way. All right... All right, man, how you doing tonight? What can I get you... Chiron? Damn man, why you ain't say nothin'? 'Sup, Kev? Damn, man, what... What you doing down here? I mean... Hey, hey... You here now, man, that's all that matter. There go that damn noddin' again, man, you ain't-you ain't changed one damn bit. You still can't say more than three words at a time, huh? Said you was gon' cook for me, I know how to say that. Yeah, I did say that, didn't I? Don't look like your ass been missing no meals. Yeah. But I got you, man. Sit down. Sit down, man. What you want? You can order off the menu if you want to, or... Hey... I could just hit you with that chef's special. Yeah. We here, Chiron. One chef's special... coming right up. Chef's special. Oh, so you Cuban now? Only in the kitchen, Papi. Yo, sit down, man. Or are you gon' eat standin' up? You want a drink? Nah, I don't drink. Nigga I ain't seen you in like a decade, you gon' drink with me. Boom. Nah, bruh, nah! What you doing, man? Welcome back, bruh. Damn, bother, I thought you said you didn't drink... Can't really taste it so I don't mess with it. - I saw that. I saw that. - What? What? You don't wanna waste none of that, do you? It tastes good. Chill out, man. It's straight. - Say what? - It's straight. It's straight. Man, please, it's better than Chef Boyardee, ain't it? Chill out, bruh. My Spaghetti-O's go hard, man. Hey, eat your dinner, man. Eat your dinner. Got it, Mr. George? I'll be back. Hey man, you... you remember Samantha? Fine-ass Samantha. Yeah, I remember her. Yeah? Check this out. Kevin Jr. Me and Samantha, man. We had him young, too young. Man, when I got locked up, man, that shit was hard. Wasn't no way I could go back the streets, man. Not after this. - Y'all still down? - Me and Sam? Nah. I mean... we cool. We gotta be, you know, 'cause of li'l man, but... nah, not like that, man. What about you, bruh? What about me? Nigga... tell me somethin'. I mean, what you doin'? Who you doin'? Man, come on now. I've been back there in that kitchen, man, and cooked for your ass and everything, man, hey, these grandma rules, man. You know the deal. Your ass eat, your ass speak. All right, straight up? Yeah, nigga, straight up. I'm trappin'. What? Yeah. When they sent me to Atlanta, put me straight into juvie for beatin' the old boy. Met this dude in there. When I come out, he put me on the block. Did good at it and rose up. It is what it is. Bullshit, man. That ain't what it is. That ain't you, Chiron. Nigga, you don't know me. I don't know you? There you are. $24.50. Why you got them damn fronts, man? Why'd you call me? What? Why did you call me? I told you, man... dude came in... - Yeah, yeah, yeah... He played this song, man... This you? You wasn't playin' 'bout them traps, huh. Ride dirty, huh? Something like that. So how you be in to work? Bus. Jitney. Sometimes Samantha shoot me out there when I got Li'l Kev. I can't picture bein' in Miami with no car. - Man, it's real out here. - Yeah, I bet. Real hot, real slow, and real busted. Shot me like a duck out here, man. This nigga said "a duck." - Yeah, you on one. - You know what I'm doin'. Nah, I'm just tired, bruh. Hey man, bet on the ride, though. - Yeah. - Appreciate it. Yeah, man. Can't have yo ass on no Jitney. So Chiron... What-what you looking at me like that for? What man, come on, you just drove down here? Yeah. Like you was just... you was just on one... and you hit the highway? Yeah. So where you gon' stay tonight, man? Watch that shit. - I got you. This the spot. Come on in. Get yourself at home. - This is real, man. - I'm just... get out of this real quick. You a'ight? Yeah, no, I just got a little headache. Man, you a lightweight. Nah, you was pouring that mug. You was pouring it. - "I can't taste this". - Chill out, man. - We had like three bottles. - Yeah, three bottles. I'll make you some green tea, man, come on. I won't be drinking that shit either, man. - What do you drink? - Water. Who is you, man? Who, me? Yeah, nigga. You. I'm saying, man, them fronts. That car. Who is you, Chiron? I'm me, man. I ain't tryin' to be nothin' else. Oh, okay. So you hard now? - I ain't say that. - Well then what? Hey, hey, hey, I ain't tryin' to hem you up, man, it's just... I ain't seen you in a minute and... it's not what I expected. Well what did you expect? You remember... You remember the last time I saw you? For a long time, tried not to remember. Tried to forget all those times. Yeah. When we got to Atlanta... I started over. Built myself from the ground up. Built myself hard. - What about you? You... - Me? I wasn't never really worth shit. Just kept on, man. Never really did anything I actually wanted to do. It was all I could do was to do what folks thought I should be doing. I wasn't never really myself. And now? Now? Now, man... now I got li'l Kev. Got this job. Another 18 months of probation. That's some real shit, man. Nah, man. It's a life. You know? I ain't never had that before. Like... Like, I'm tired as hell right now, man, and I ain't making more than shoe money, but... I ain't got no worries, man. Not them kind what I had before. That's that real shit. That's that Bob Marley shit, nigga. You the only man that's ever touched me. You're the only one. I haven't really touched anyone, since.