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Yo.

Yo.

Yo yo, what's up?

Yo, are you working today?

Yeah.

Yo, I'm gonna take the laptop with me today, alright?

For what?

I got a meeting.

And I'm gonna go play them your tracks.

Nah.

Nah? It's my laptop.

I need more time, bro.

Still tweaking.

Yo, there's opportunities out here, man.

And day by day we just keep missing 'em.

Opportunities, like what?

Like my guy Cal from Davis Promo.

We just want to get you on some shows and, you know,

start building up your brand.

Alright, bro, what shows?

Smaller venues.

Maybe outside the city.

I'm meeting him later tonight

and all we need is just 300 bucks.

Bruh.

Fam, it's not that much.

I mean, look at it in the bigger picture.

Bro, I'm not paying three bills

to go stand in some rundown spot in Brampton.

Fam, this is how the industry works.

You gotta pay your dues.

Bro, you do not pay for shows, Sid,

they're supposed to pay you.

Yeah, and how many have you done?

Uh, I don't know, how many have you booked?

No one's gonna book someone who's never been on stage, man.

Bro and I already told you-

This fucking building.

Don't worry, folks.

It's a false alarm.

But we are gonna have to wait for the fire department.

While I have you here...

essential maintenance will begin on the main lobby next month.

Tenants are advised to use the side entrance.

Fellas.

We're gonna have to move a few folks out

just while the construction's going on.

Oh yeah?

Ah, you live right above the lobby, so...

Nah. Nah, man. Nah.

You're not on the lease.

Oh, well I'm good.

Move someone else.

Don't worry.

Look, we'll get you back in as soon as the work's done.

What the fuck was that?

That was some shady shit.

Fuck.

I gotta go to work, man.

Yo, what about the 300?

I got a meeting with them later tonight.

Yo.

Driver, driver, driver!

Yo bro, you don't have no headphones?

Always listening to some bullshit, man.

Shit's not even saying nothing.

Just bare garbage.

Bro, I wish you wouldn't say anything sometimes.

Yo that beat's tough though.

I'm telling you right now,

I would've murdered that. Easy.

Like you'd be able to get a Richie Hill beat.

Oh, that's Richie?

Yeah, bro.

It's been popping since midnight.

C'mon fam, you know I was in the studio.

You mean the bedroom.

Finishing my album, man.

You know that's never coming out, bro.

Well, while you're in your bed-

I mean studio

working on your album.

Tonight, I'm gonna be posted up with Richie.

This guy said Richie Hill, you know?

I'm dead.

Aight.

Yo, you being for real?

Yo fam, what do you mean chilling with Richie?

Yo, fam, wha gwaan?

Aight. My cousin that works at Footwork,

he tells me that Richie's having a private event tonight.

Yo, bro. What time? I'm there.

Well, I've gotta be there at eight, but...

Yo, bro.

I don't know about you, fam.

Aight, fam. Can you get me in?

Respectfully?

I'm not wasting my plus one on you, fam.

This guy.

Hold that, fam.

Yo. But your cousin's gonna get me an intro, right?

Yo fam, is he gonna get me an intro?

Be there at eight.

Yo, say less.

Let's go. Let's go.

This guy.

Yo Sid, come on, man,

you left the door op-

The fuck!

Let go of my shit, man.

Yo...

Yo, fam, you would not believe what just-

Yo...

Yo. Yo, yo, are you good?

What's going on?

Yo bro, what time is it?

Uh... it's like 10:30.

Fuck.

Hey, aren't you supposed to be at work?

Sid, we got robbed, man.

- Wait, what??? - No, no, no.

My equipment, the speak-

What the fuck?!

Okay, yo, hold up, hold up.

Slow down. Slow down.

Bro, I-I-I came home,

there was a guy.

No, there was two.

Another one clocked me from behind.

Hold up, hold up I'm about to pull up right now. I'm coming!

Bro, this cannot be- I've been calling you!

Bro, Richie Hill's gonna be at Footwork tonight!

What?!

Richie Hill, man! Footwork!

Tonight Eric's cousin got the hook up,

and now I don't have my fucking music!

Yo, yo, hold on. Yo, yo, calm down.

Just calm down. Calm down.

First of all, are you okay?

Yeah, man, it just,

I-I'm fine.

Okay.

Now... Now you're telling me that everything's gone?

Bro, look!

Fuck! Okay.

But you have backups though, right?

Yeah, I backed the laptop up on the drive.

Now why would you do that?

It's not a backup

if they're sitting right next to each other.

Well, bro, I did not know I was gonna get fucking robbed!

Okay, okay.

Look, the songs didn't make themselves.

I'm saying...

the producers,

they gotta have them, man.

Eight songs...

Four producers.

Everton, Shorts...

Sunni and Amari.

Okay.

Exactly.

Go get the tracks.

Reach the show. Boom.

Boom.

Okay, but yo shit, what about, uh...

what about the apartment?

Don't worry about all that.

I'll take care of it.

You just go get the tracks.

Say less.

That's why you're the manager, fam.

Alright, yo, hit me!

Okay, yo, yo, yo, Rome.

Back your shit up, man.

Yeah, yeah whatever, man.

Yo, Jen,

some crazy shit just happened.

I'm heading home, but, uh,

tell your brother I'm coming through.

Aight?

Ma!