My New BFF (2024) Movie Script
1
- Megan?
Are you okay?
Please.
Don't. Don't do this.
Please, I only try to help you to make you better.
You took my best friend away from me.
- I'm sorry.
You're not thinking clearly without your meds.
Please, don't do this.
I wanna put my chains on
Fuck the reppin' ass bitch that made a trap song
Back to my hustle, yeah
I'm sinnin', say a prayer for 'em
I'ma a super villain nigga on a trap phone
Yeah, hit the strip club thumbin' through a bank roll
Up in Mexico countin' on some pesos
I'm pouring bottles, taking shots
Yeah, like a free throw
She bouncin' ass up and on this like a freak-o
But I can't tell her
'Cause I'm married to the G code
Yeah I'm with the gang
Trying to dodge out all the rico
All 'em stay, watch this chain make my neck cold
Turn up
Yeah
I need all the hoes out the locker room
And come to the front, you feel me
Hit the stage, hit the pole, bitch
You know what time it is, man
Yeah, yeah
Hey yo Reggie
This shit hot This shit hot
Make it melt, Snow
I'm a gift to the gang, need a blue bowl
Who got next, yeah I'm next on the court
Yeah, I'm ballin'
I was stretchin', shootin' jumpers
Like I'm playin' in the finals
- Stacey. That's your last restroom pass.
All right, so this shouldn't
be too challenging for you guys.
We've been going over these terms since the last project.
The midterms are coming up
and it is not looking too good for a few of y'all in here.
Oop!
- Luckily, this year, I'll allow a curve on the score.
If you all pass the quiz tomorrow morning.
I'm passing it.
No, you're not.
- Oh, Jake, so glad you could join us.
We thought you were home by now.
Oh, coach?
Yes?
What page are we supposed to-
- Guys, go ahead and open your books
to chapter 12, please.
- What's up?
- What's up?
- You okay?
You've been very dry all weekend
and this is my first time seeing you today.
- Yeah, my bad.
I've been around.
- Look, I don't know what your issue is,
but I miss you.
I just wanted to spend some quality time with you.
- You know what? I can't do this anymore, Jasmine.
- Do what? - Us.
I just can't.
- What?
Why, Jake?
What's going on?
Jake, just tell me.
Stop. - It's over.
I'm done.
Sir, go ahead and head straight
to the principal's office.
She'll be waiting for you.
- Fuck you, Jake. - Jas.
You okay, Jasmine?
- Good afternoon.
We have two students heading
to the principal's office right now.
Thank you.
World star!
- That's not funny.
Okay.
- Welcome to High Tower High, Ms. Waters.
Here's your schedule
and we'll see you bright and early on Monday morning.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Cute hair.
- Come on in, Jasmine.
You know it's safe to say
I'm not surprised to see you in here.
What is that supposed to mean?
- I know you have a lot going on,
dealing with your parents' divorce.
Trust me, I've been there.
But you have a full ride to a four year university.
You can't afford any late distractions.
- Of course.
You're right. Um, if that's what you wanna call it.
- I'm serious.
I'm here for you, if you need someone to talk to.
You're one of my brightest students.
You matter to me.
- I understand.
I really appreciate you, a lot, for that.
- All right.
Now I'm gonna send you on with a warning this time.
I don't know what's going on with you and Jake, okay.
But I suggest you stay here in the lobby
and finish your work until school lets out.
- Okay.
Okay.
All right.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I didn't see you there. - Damn.
- Hey.
I know you.
I saw you at school today.
- Oh yeah, I remember you. And that hair.
See you busy being nosy.
- Oh, no.
I'm just surprised somebody is moving in, that's all.
- What, it's haunted or something?
- I hope not.
It's just been a while since somebody lived there.
- Oh, yeah. I could tell.
I've been cleaning since late last night.
Just now I'm moving the rest of my things in.
- I bet you're tired.
- Hell yeah.
I had to get up early to enroll in school today.
- I'm Jasmine Maker, by the way.
- Lisa. Lisa Waters.
So what'd you get in trouble for, anyway?
- Um...
- Wait, I can read energy.
Let me see.
Does this involve a boy?
A boyfriend, perhaps?
- Yeah.
Actually, um, not anymore.
- Huh?
- I got dumped today in front of the class.
It was a whole scene.
- Oh, wow. I knew it was something.
I literally felt it. - I know, right?
- Well, he didn't deserve you anyway.
I've helped one too many girls like you
bounce back to the woman they're supposed to be.
- Oh no, it's okay. Honestly, I think-
- These chores aren't gonna do themselves.
- I'll be there in a second. - Thank you, Jas.
- Damn. Why is your brother so aggressive?
I'd whoop my brother's ass
if he came at me like that.
- Brother? That was my dad.
- Oh, wow. Well, I guess the family genes are amazing.
- Yeah, I guess so.
I guess I'll see you around the neighborhood.
- That's right, Mr. Rogers.
Wait, what's the chore?
I can help you.
- Oh, no, I don't wanna be a burden to you in moving.
- Please, I'll be doing this all weekend.
And it's the least I can do after your shitty day.
- Okay.
I guess you can help with cooking.
I'm pretty sure my dad is tired of mine.
- Say less.
- Actually, let me help you with these boxes
and then you can come over.
- Cool.
And this is my room.
It's not much, but it's enough for me.
- What? I love it.
Oh.
So cute.
How long has it been?
She's not dead. She's...
- Divorced? I know.
Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that.
It's just I told you I can read people.
- I see.
But it's only been about a year or so.
I decided to stay here in Houston with my dad.
I didn't want to go to New Orleans.
- That's interesting. I just moved from there.
- Oh really? - Yeah.
Moved here with my grandmother.
- Oh, so where are your parents?
- They died.
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
- So, do you have any siblings?
- Yeah, actually. I have an older brother named Lance.
- Lance.
- Yes.
This is it.
This is the answer to your problem.
- No, I can't wear that. It's my mother's.
She said that I could wear it when I could fit it,
but I can't fit it yet.
- Baby, either you wear this dress to school tomorrow
or it's gonna wear you.
- I don't understand.
- Think about it.
You throw this on and Jake's weak ass
is gonna wish he never was on that bullshit.
Look, just try it on and see for yourself.
- Okay.
- Bitch. This is it.
Fuck Jake.
You're gonna have something new waiting on you soon.
No. That's perfect right there.
- I can't believe this is my first time trying this on.
- Um, knock knock.
You good? I've been calling you.
- Yeah.
Sorry, this is Lisa.
She's my new neighbor and she's new to our school.
- Hey, nice to meet you.
- Hey.
- I'm gonna head out.
I gotta check on Granny.
I'll see you guys at school on Monday.
- Okay.
What the hell was that?
- What?
- You two looked a little too friendly if you ask me,
and why you got on this dress?
- Don't be like that. She's actually pretty cool.
- Yeah, I'm sure she is.
- Mm, she's new in town,
so that means she needs some new friends.
Can't judge a book by its cover.
Yes, I can.
Anyways, back to what I came to tell you.
What's more important is the fact
that you're looking at the newest cheerleader
at High Tower High!
I told you, I told you.
And right in time for homecoming.
I know, right?
They just needed one more spot to fill and I got it.
Just gotta pass the drug test on Monday.
Well, no worries on that.
Oh my God, I'm so happy for you.
I'm gonna be the first cheerleader to a cheerleader.
Aww, you know, I appreciate that.
But for real, though.
Girl.
Hey, can we talk later?
- About what?
- Later? I got you.
- I'm really tired of these weak ass lunches
they keep giving us.
- Girl, that's never stopped you
from getting in that long ass line.
- Whatever. - Or getting seconds and shit.
- Whatever.
- We don't have long before these high school issues
are a thing of the past.
- Yeah, but people always fail to realize
that 18 is when we're actually born.
Life begins.
We're no longer held under the constraints of rules
and procedures that are put in place for merely control.
The school to prison pipeline is a real thing.
- What's up y'all?
Thanks for inviting me to the seniors lounge.
- Oh, no worries at all.
- You remember Bree? And this is our friend Stacey.
- Hey. - Hey girl.
You in my next period.
Well, you're just in time.
We was just about to get on Jasmine's ass
for being a sucker. - That's right.
- Relax.
- No need. I'm already on it.
We need a slight makeover for Jasmine.
Show a little skin. Let that hair down.
Little perfume.
Watch, you're gonna eat that man's heart up.
- There's no point in stooping to his level
and granting him that much attention.
- Um, the same attention he was giving Jasmine?
He deserves your wrath. You deserve it.
- No, you don't, Jas. You deserve peace.
Fuck that nigga.
Your grandma let you get all those tattoos?
- Not exactly, but I literally threw a fit.
- Yeah, my mom- - Get what I want.
- So this is our stop.
We're still good for after school, right?
I promise it'll flow all of those problems
right outta that pretty little head.
- I don't know.
I actually never smoked before if we're being honest.
- And she isn't about to start anytime soon. Thanks.
- She's a big girl, Breezy. Pipe down, mama bear.
- It's Bree. Just Bree to you.
And I ain't stutter.
- Lisa. I'll text you girl.
Bree, come on, let's go.
See y'all later.
- Bye, bestie.
- What? - See you later bestie.
Really?
- Bree, she is not that bad.
You just gotta give her an honest chance.
- I don't.
And I won't.
She's changing you. Since when you started smoking?
- Relax, Bree.
Now I know I'm not trippin'.
Is someone jealous? - Hell no.
I'm just trying to look out for you.
Something is off about that girl.
I gotta get to class.
I'll see you later.
- Get to class, ladies.
- Bye.
I love you, too. - Whatever.
- So, you ready to commence this fuck Jake tour or what?
I got plans on top of plans.
- Fuck Jake tour?
Girl, what the hell? And what does this tour consist of?
- Jas, when I look at you,
I literally see the most beautiful girl in school.
You're hella smart,
and you're for sure gonna be a CEO or some shit.
But the way you let fuck boys
like Jake affect you have got to change.
He needs to know his place.
- And where's his place?
- At the bottom of your fuckin' feet
worshiping the ground you walk on.
Men are toys, Jazzy.
It's about time you learn how to play the game.
It's pathetic how easy it is to get them to fold.
Example A.
How you doing?
Hey Mr. Big Shoulders.
I can tell you never miss a chest day, too.
- Well I am in the gym about two to three times a week.
You know, me being a firefighter and all,
it takes up most of my time.
- Oh, so you put out fires for a living, huh?
What are you gonna do about the fire in my bedroom?
- Well, for me it's really nothing
to come through with my hose and put that out for you.
- It's nothing, huh?
Show me it's nothing, big boss.
- Don't go nowhere. I'll be right back, fire starter.
- Girl, what the hell?
You are amazing.
I would've folded.
- You think that's something?
Put my chains on
Fuck the reppin' ass bitch that made a trap song
Back to my hustle
Yeah I'm sinnin', say a prayer for 'em
I'ma super villain nigga
- Hey!
Man, you ain't even gonna give me your number?
Up in Mexico countin' on some pesos
- There's something kind of sexy about you doing that.
- If I wasn't mistaken,
I'd think Jasmine Maker was hitting on me.
- Oh. Oh, no.
I just, I mean, you know I never smoke.
- Girl, I'm just fuckin' with you.
You worry entirely way too much.
But I got something that'll fix that
- I don't know how.
- Just watch me and do what I do, okay?
Like I'm playin' in the finals
Roll a Mabec, nigga
Fuck a hellcat, skrrt, skrrt
I been puttin' dick up in her
Made her face fat, yeah
Made her ass fat too then watch her shake it
Her back, I break it
She can't take it
While she's ridin' me, a view, it's been a rammer
I'ma nail her to the bed with this hammer
Got me thumbin' through these blue faces like scammer
- What? What the hell?
Did I even do this right?
- Okay, Ms. French inhaler.
Let me find out this ain't your first time.
- I just did what I seen in the movies, to be honest.
- You're adorable, Jasmine Maker.
You niggas keep trickin' and fallin' in love though
I'm posted up like a psycho
I'ma super villain nigga on a trap phone
- You wanna do a shotgun?
- Who?
- Here, lean in. Let me show you.
She bouncin' ass up and on this like a freak-o
But I can't tell her
'Cause I'm married to the G code
I'm with the gang trying to dodge out all the rico
- Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
I wasn't ready.
Come on, come on. One more.
- All right.
- I'm sorry, I just- - No.
Don't stop now.
- I got carried away.
What kind of weed is this?
- That good shit.
"That good shit."
- Got it?
- One large pepperoni pizza?
Yeah. Thanks, man.
- All right. - All right.
Fly, little butterfly
Fly, little butterfly
So many stories untold So many stories untold
- Come in.
- Hey, baby girl.
Your pizza is here.
- Thanks, daddy.
- Jasmine.
- Hm?
- Please tell me I'm not smell no damn weed.
Little girl, are you smoking now?
- What?
Nah. Daddy, come on.
You know me better than that.
Me? Weed.
- I clearly know what weeded smells like.
- You know what? I was in a car with Jake today.
He smokes now. - Hmm.
- But you see me, personally,
you know I would never, daddy.
- Oh wow. - Mm-mm.
- Jay? - Mm-hm.
- He's messing with that stuff now?
- Mm-hm.
- I'm pretty sure his parents don't know about this.
- Mm-mm.
- Because I would want to know if it was you.
- See, I tried to tell him, daddy,
but he yelled at me to stay out his damn business.
See, Jake? He been changing lately.
- Oh, wow.
- Honestly, daddy, I think you should talk to his parents.
See, I was gonna do it, but I think they'd hear it from you.
Mm-hm.
I just, I don't want him to get into any more bad habits.
You know what they say. Weed's a gateway drug.
- Mm.
Okay. Just keep your distance for a while, okay?
- Mm-hm.
- I'll reach out to his parents this evening.
All right? - Mm-hm.
- Before I go, let that Lisa know she's more than welcome
to come bless our kitchen with her presence.
- Aww. - All right?
- I knew you liked her. Her cooking.
I'll be sure to let her know.
Fuckin'...
- Isn't this supposed to be
a seniors lounge only, not teachers?
My bad.
- It's something about the way they do their eggs.
Like the seasoning is just different, you know?
- No, no I don't.
You're seriously like a trash can or something.
Like, you know your metabolism won't be this fast forever.
- Bree, we all seen them wide ass hips
your mama be walking around here with.
You worried about the wrong thing.
- Talk about my mama hips again and see what happens.
- You gonna do what? Make her sit on me?
And you don't say shit to all them boys
who be calling her Miss Puff. - Fuck you, Stacey.
- Yo, ladies, chill.
I mean, it's way too early
to be going at each other's necks.
Either of y'all seen Jasmine?
- I haven't seen her about two weeks, honestly.
She's been stuck on Lisa like Velcro.
She's been MIA.
- Or she been MWL.
Missing with Lisa.
Y'all get it.
- Yeah. That wasn't funny.
Anyways, something is off about that girl.
- The fact that she took your best friend
or the fact that you can't compete with Lisa?
Both equally depressing if you ask me.
Well, well, well, speak of the devil.
There goes Lisa and Lisa Junior.
- I seriously don't like the person she's trying to be now.
Like, are none of you concerned with this shit?
- I mean, she looks great.
What's wrong with a little self confidence?
- Absolutely nothing.
But why the hell she gotta look like Lisa to do it?
- Hell, I wanna look like Lisa, personally.
You sound pathetic.
- Grand rising, you all.
How have you been?
- Grand rising.
And you'd know how we've been
if you answered your damn phone.
- Oh my. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the swamp.
- Hey, I need to- - Uh.
You don't need a thing, Jakey. Now run along.
- You hard of hearing these days?
You heard her.
- I bet you found nothing wrong
with that interaction at all, huh, Stacey?
- When did those two become best friends?
- Since you dumped her
in front of our entire class, dickhead.
- Briana Washington to the principal's office.
Briana Washington to the principal's office.
- Shit, girl. The hell you do?
- Nothing.
I'll see y'all later.
- Bye. - Bye, girl.
- You, you gonna finish that?
You know what?
I don't see how y'all can be friends with that girl.
- Thank you.
Come in.
- Coach. What's going on?
- Have a seat, Briana.
Okay.
- You do understand we have strict UIL rules here
and this is a drug free zone.
- Yes, of course I do.
- Your drug test came back positive for steroids.
- What?
Yes.
Unfortunately, we're gonna have to let you go
from the cheer squad.
- Wait, there has to be a mistake. I don't do drugs.
I've never taken steroids a day in my life.
- We checked twice.
- This is unacceptable, Briana.
We're gonna have to suspend you and notify your mother.
- What?
No.
It's a mistake.
- Now tell me that didn't feel good, my little butterfly.
I seen it in your eyes.
- It was like nothing I ever felt before in my life.
- Just wait. We're just getting started.
- Ooh, what's next?
- You'll see.
Bree.
What happened? Everything okay?
- No, I got suspended. - Wait, what?
For what?
- Ask your new friend.
I know you had something to do with this.
I'm sorry. What are you talking about?
- My drug test came back positive.
You know I don't do drugs.
I got suspended and kicked off the team.
I'm sorry, but what does that have to do with me?
- You better watch your back, Jasmine.
Um...
- Can you believe that?
I know Bree.
Bree would never do drugs
or risk losing her spot on the team.
I just don't understand why she'd think
you have something to do with it.
- I don't know, but let her cool off. She'll come around.
Hey, come on, I got something
that'll take your mind off of it.
Let's leave, like right now, this very instant
and go have our own adventure.
- Lisa, I can't. You know how my father is.
I've always had perfect attendance.
- I'm sorry, I thought I was talking to someone
who wanted to experience things she never felt before.
Guess not.
Lisa.
Lisa, wait for me.
- Shh, we're in a library.
You trying to tell everybody the play?
- No, you're right.
Just show me a good time.
- Thought you'd never ask, butterfly.
Fly, little butterfly
Fly, little butterfly
So many stories untold So many stories untold
So much pain that I hold So much pain that I hold
Deep in my heart that humble me
Humble me
Fly, little butterfly
Sting like a bee
Sting like a bee
Encountered so much in my life
- Jasmine Maker, who do the hell do you think you are
walking into my house at two in the morning
and why haven't you been answering my calls?
Your house?
You mean mom's house?
- Little girl, are you drunk?
- No.
- And you smell like a pound of weed.
- No, I don't.
- Oh, and I talked to Jake's parents.
He get drug tested once a month for an internship,
so you lied to me.
Duh.
No shit, dad.
I make straight A's. I can afford to get high when I want.
But you real bold talk about this your house
when you know damn well mom left you this out of pity.
I should have went to New Orleans with her.
- Every day I want you in this house.
No friends over, no nothing until I say otherwise.
- Okay, cool it, boss man.
I will let the chef know the new orders. You got it.
Goodnight.
Geez.
- Take those glasses off. - Daddy.
- Off.
Who were you with last night?
- Good morning to you too, daddy.
- Jasmine Denise Maker.
I never been more serious than I am right now.
Was it Stacey?
I know for a fact Bree wouldn't have been involved.
Come to think of it, I haven't seen Bree in a while.
- It's my last year before I graduate.
I maintained damn near perfect grades.
I'm not out here being a hoe.
But you all in my shit over one missed curfew in 17 years?
- The curfew's the least of my words, Jasmine.
You're walking around here dressing in less clothing
like I'm not supposed to notice.
Your hair's different.
You're doing drugs now
and you want me to sit back and support this shit.
- I literally dress just like Lisa.
You know, my friend that you can't seem to get enough of.
You don't think I notice the way you stare at her?
- Jasmine, that's a little girl.
What the hell I want...
Why am I even explaining myself to you?
- "Why am I even explaining myself to you?"
- Go to school and come straight home.
- Okay, bye!
- Morning, Mr. M. Did I miss Jasmine already?
I haven't had a chance to see her since school yesterday.
I know her and Bree went to some party.
- A party with Bree? In the middle of the week?
That doesn't sound like Bree.
- Yeah, Bree invited me,
but I had to take care of my grandmother
and it was a school night.
Priorities, you know?
- Well, I'm glad Jasmine got a friend like you
to keep balance in her life.
- Well, you know what they say?
Iron sharpens iron, right? - Yeah.
- Well, I don't wanna be late, so,
have a nice day, Mr. Maker.
- All right, everyone go on ahead and start packing up,
and Stacey, can you get the light for me please?
All right, class,
if you're not catching aliens with Will Smith,
can you please remove your glasses?
Oh, don't forget, everybody. You got a midterm this week.
Don't forget.
Wait, Jasmine, can I hold you for a second?
Run along, ladies.
- What's up? - Not your attendance.
You've been absent a lot lately.
Come on, this supposed to be a cakewalk for you.
- It is. My grade's good, so I'm good.
Well, we can only have a few more of these occurrences
before I might have to schedule a meeting with your father.
It's your choice.
You good though, right?
- Huh?
Yeah.
Everything good.
Trust me, you have nothing to worry about.
- Better not.
- Yeah.
- Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?
- Mm. - Jasmine, please, come on.
- How can I help you, Jacob?
- Jacob.
Weird, but okay.
Look, first of all, I just wanna apologize to you
for the public break up.
I've just been going through a lot
and I haven't really been sleeping and-
- Honestly, everything you're saying
sounds like bullshit, Jacob.
You don't have to explain anything to me.
I understand exactly how you felt about me
in those moments.
- I mean, that wasn't how I was feeling.
Jasmine.
My mom's been real sick. Like she might not have much left.
I've just been, I've just been dealing with that.
It's been tough lately.
- Well, I'm truly sorry to hear that about your mom.
She really has a beautiful soul.
But again, I'm not backtracking with you.
You said what you said and you did what you did.
- Just like you did when you told your dad
that I smoked weed, right? - Oh!
- Jasmine, you know I don't mess around with drugs.
Why would you even say that?
You do know your friend Lisa's been in my DMs too, right?
- Jacob, get the fuck out of my face.
You are really fake right now.
Hey dad.
- Don't "Hey dad" me.
The school called again.
You still gettin' to class late.
You wanna be grounded again?
- Is that a rhetorical question?
- Something is off with you lately, if you ask me.
- With all due respect, no one asked you.
- Hey. Can you come over so we can talk?
Okay.
See you later.
Are you sure, Bree?
Like what exactly did you see?
Yes, I'm sure.
This is the second time I've heard someone
screaming at the top of their lungs
coming from Lisa's house.
I tried to tell your stubborn ass this before,
but your head was too far up her ass to see.
- First off, check your attitude, Bree.
You've been threatened by Lisa this entire time.
Like if we're friends, we're friends.
Why does it have to be a competition?
- You think I'm jealous of this bitch?
I'm trying to tell you she's behind all of this.
I found these in her car.
How is it that I test positive for steroids
and she just so happens to have some in her car?
- Why are you going through her car?
- After everything I just told you,
that's your question?
- Knock, knock.
Did I catch you guys at a bad time?
I just came to check on you, Bree.
It seems like you have a knack for snooping around my house,
so I'm just trying to make sure we're cool.
- Bitch, ain't shit cool about nothing you got going.
- Bree, you need to seriously chill out.
Lisa has done nothing wrong.
- Oh yeah?
I found these in your car.
I know you drugged me.
- Bree.
- No worries. Don't make this a big deal, Jas.
Those pills are my grandmother's prescriptions
for her arthritis.
- How convenient.
What about what I heard in your house?
- Bree, why are you interrogating her
like you the damn police?
- No, it's okay, Jas.
What Bree doesn't know is I take care of my grandmother
and she's mentally ill.
So yeah, from time to time she can get a little rowdy
and the noises can be alarming.
- That sound wasn't no damn old lady.
And what about the sound of something breaking?
You got some weird shit going on with you.
- Bree, chill out.
Obviously the police didn't find anything.
I can't believe you called them.
You owe her an apology. Dead ass.
- I don't owe her a damn thing.
And the fact that you think I do is where you fucked up.
I'm out, bruh.
- Wait, seriously, it's okay.
- Girl, fuck you.
- Let her bitter ass go, holding onto dead weight as is.
- Wow.
You're gonna regret saying that to me.
- Are you okay?
Don't worry, my butterfly.
Everything's gonna work out just how it's supposed to.
I promise.
- I love how consistent you are, even in moments like this.
- Lots of practice.
You have no idea what a little trauma will teach you.
No idea.
- Mama, I don't know what to do.
I'm losing everything.
First dad, then cheer and now my best friend.
- Bree, baby, you and Jasmine will work things out.
You two have been friends since grade school.
- Do you have to go to work tonight?
- Yes, baby, I do.
Look, I ordered a pizza.
Eat, get some sleep,
so you'll be well rested for school tomorrow.
- How can I go back to school and see all the cheerleaders
and me not being a part of it anymore?
You do believe me, right?
I didn't take those drugs.
- I know, baby. Everything will work itself out.
That's the pizza.
- I have a large pepperoni and sausage pizza for Breezy?
It's Bree, just Bree. Thanks.
- Have a good night, baby. - Goodnight, mama.
- Oh, Breezy.
You know you're starting to get in the way
of me and Jasmine's relationship.
I think it's time you said goodnight.
Morning ladies.
One week left before homecoming.
Let the countdown begin.
- Oh, bitch.
Ain't you on punishment or something?
What the fuck you worried about homecoming for?
- Girl, it's my last year.
You think I give a damn what my father thinks?
- I know I do. - Ew.
- What?
Are we just gonna keep ignoring how fine her dad is?
- No lie, Jas.
He do got the Michael Ealy eyes.
And I mean ain't your dad in his 40s?
Walking around here looking like a 20 year old.
I for sure have had several dreams about him choking me.
In a good way.
- Mr. Maker. Mister...
- All right. All right, all right.
Moving on from the subject of my father.
Honestly, he was in a good mood this morning.
Don't jinx it for me.
- Anyways, I have news, ladies.
So I'm having a homecoming after party at my crib.
I'm talking liquor, weed, and other party favors.
Plus we have the crib to ourselves.
Granny's staying with my older brother for a while.
- You have a older brother?
I bet he fine as hell.
- Jess, you talk to Bree?
I didn't see her by the lockers this morning.
- We're not really speaking.
She texted me after the fight on some really jealous shit.
I didn't text her back.
- Really, Jas?
You can't just throw away 10 years of friendship.
- I told her to just give her space.
She'll come around.
- What's that all about?
What's Bree's mom doing here?
- I don't know.
What do you want, Jake?
- Maybe if you answered your phone, you would know.
What is it?
- Look, I didn't wanna be the one to tell you this,
but the police got a call to her house this morning.
Apparently Bree overdosed on some pills.
- What? You can't be serious.
Oh my god.
- Look, I wouldn't joke about something like that.
Her mother found her this morning
when she got home from work.
- Jas, are you okay?
- I gotta go.
I need to go talk to her.
- Wait, please, Jas.
None of this is your fault, okay?
I'll check on you after class.
- Yeah. Let me know what her mom says.
Wait, I need to tell you something.
- You can't be for real right now.
I just lost my best friend.
I don't wanna hear anything else.
I'm gonna go speak to Ms. Washington.
- You need to just shut up
and really just listen to me for a second.
Something is off with Lisa.
Me and my uncle got called to that scene the other day,
and when he said he got there, nobody was there.
- Well, that's a lie,
because she literally takes care of her grandmother.
- No, Jasmine, you aren't hearing me.
The house was empty.
No grandmother.
That house is in somebody else's name. You can look it up.
- Jacob, get the hell out of my face.
Like who lies like this? You really reachin'.
- Think about it.
Bree was onto her and she tried to get you to listen,
but you wouldn't.
I mean there is no way she could've committed suicide.
I think Lisa has something to do with it.
- See, that's how I know you're crazy.
Lisa had nothing to do with what Bree did.
She texted me.
I didn't text her back.
That's on me.
I gotta live with that.
I gotta go.
Ms. Washington.
I am so sorry.
- Don't.
Just don't.
Bree told me everything.
I saw her text you and you just ignored her
like she hasn't been there for you for the last 10 years.
- Ms. Washington, there is no excuse.
But despite what Bree and I went through, I loved her.
She really was my best friend.
- I don't need to hear anything else.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I need to go plan my daughter's funeral.
- Hey baby girl. You okay?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- Everything's gonna be okay.
Come here.
It's gonna be okay.
All right?
It's gonna be okay.
She loves you, you love her.
She knows that, all right?
It's gonna be all right.
It's gonna be all right.
Your mom called.
I think you ought to spend some time with her this weekend.
Get away from all this.
All right?
- Maybe you're right.
I can go this Friday. - Yeah, of course.
You got my blessing.
I'll call her, I'll let her know you're coming.
- Okay, thank you. - Get some rest.
I love you.
- I love you. - It's gonna be okay.
Oh, man.
It's gonna be okay.
Only time will tell, man, you know
I've been in this music for a minute, man
I just wanna make it, you know
All the sacrifices and the sleepless nights
Will they serve me well
Only time will tell Only time will tell man
I just keep on prayin' that I'll find my way
If I go through hell
Only time will tell
Only time will tell
Flames under my ass I been feelin' it
So much pressure from the world
Yeah, I been feelin' that
- I am so glad you came this weekend.
Do you know how much I missed you?
I'm glad I did, too.
So, how are you liking it here?
- Oh, well, I love it.
I would have to say the best part about it is the food.
- I can agree with that. This food was delicious.
- It was.
- I miss your cooking. - Oh.
- All dad can do is order takeout.
- Well, that's your father for you.
Honey, is everything okay?
- Yeah it's just this new girl I met back at home.
- Oh.
- She moved into the house next door
and we became really close.
I just, I feel like if we hadn't, Bree would still be here.
- Honey, listen to me.
I don't want you worrying yourself about this.
Yes what happened to Bree was unfortunate.
But honey, all that we can do now
is just pray for her family.
But I need for you to find peace within yourself.
- I know. You're right.
I just really hope her mom can forgive me.
- Oh, yeah. She'll forgive you.
Just give her some time to grieve, that's all.
Oh, woo. Honey, I have to take this.
Listen, if the waiter come, go ahead and pay the bill, okay?
- Don't mind if I do.
All right.
Hello?
- Here's the check for whenever you're ready.
- Oh, thank you.
Here you go. - You know Megan?
- Excuse me?
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be nosy,
but I just saw a picture of Megan on your phone.
Megan Thomas?
- Oh, no. This is my friend Lisa.
- Oh, my mistake.
Your friend could literally be her doppelganger.
I mean, she looks just like this crazy girl
that used to go to school with me named Megan.
- That could literally be her twin.
Yeah.
- What do you mean by crazy?
- I mean, she did some horrible things
to some of my friends
and one of them even committed suicide because of it.
No one can prove it,
but we all knew she had something to do with it.
- That's horrible.
- Yeah, well hopefully it's not her.
I mean, I would hate for her to do
the same thing to someone else.
I'm gonna go get your receipt.
- Can you airdrop me that picture?
- Yeah.
Okay.
- Thank you.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Maker.
Those annoying policemen
broke my washer during their search.
Is it okay if we use yours?
It won't take long.
I would've called Jasmine, but she hasn't been answering.
- She's out of town this weekend with her mom.
What happened to Bree, it really took a toll on her,
so maybe you should come back when she gets back.
- Please?
I'm running out of clean underwear.
- Sure.
Come on.
- Mr. Maker?
I can't get the washing machine to work.
- One moment.
You gotta, uh...
You gotta adjust the settings.
- Oh, well, now I can put my clothes in it.
- Look, I think it's best for you to leave your clothes here
and I can put it in the washer for you in the morning.
- Mr. Maker.
- Stop.
You need to leave now.
- What?
Don't you want me?
I see the way you look at me.
I know you want me, Mr. Maker.
- Look, you need to leave now. I won't ask again.
Look into the mirror.
- Woo, it's homecoming! - Yay, we made it.
- Hi, Coach Gale. - Hi, are you ready?
- It's homecoming, I'm ready to fuck with some baddies.
Hey, cheer up, Jake. It'll be all right.
Hey, cheer up, Jake. It'll be all right.
- All right, all right, class. Settle down.
Now, y'all might wanna go and check Blackboard
because I've graded all y'all's midterms.
- Ooh, A. - Appreciate that 100.
Ooh, no.
- Ms. Maker, so glad you could join us.
- You still going to Lisa's after party later?
She claims it's gonna be lit.
- I don't know.
I think I may chill.
You don't think we should still be celebrating
after what happened to Bree?
- I know what you mean.
I think she would want us to celebrate her.
I heard a lot of students voted for her
for homecoming queen to honor her.
- She would've loved that.
I don't know.
I just can't stop thinking about what happened
when I went to visit my mom.
- What happened?
- When I went to this restaurant with my mom,
the waitress noticed a picture of Lisa on my phone,
only she said her name was Megan.
- Maybe she had her mistaken.
- That's what I thought, but she showed me a picture,
and that girl look just like Lisa.
- Oh, wow. - It was so creepy.
- She does look like her.
Well, what did she say?
- Apparently she was stalking and doing crazy stuff
at her last school.
Another girl committed suicide similar to the way Bree did.
- Wait, what?
- Yeah.
You don't think Lisa has something to do with it, do you?
Jake was saying his uncle found some things about her, too.
Shh, here she comes.
- Hey, butterfly. Everything okay?
You're not ignoring me, are you?
- No, I just have a lot of things going on at home.
Plus this whole thing with Bree is really getting to me.
She was my best friend,
so I probably won't be going to the party tonight.
- Okay, well, I understand if you don't want to go.
Stacey, I hope to see you there.
You promised to help me set up, remember?
- Right. Yeah.
I'm gonna help you after I go home and change.
- Great. Thank you.
See you later, bestie.
- Dammit, Stacey, why you not answering?
Jasmine.
- Hey, dad?
Hey, daddy? Are you home?
Hello?
- Hey. Hey, sweetie, how you doing?
I'm sorry to call you like this, but have you seen Stacey?
She didn't come home from the game,
and I'm starting to get worried
if something happened to her 'cause this is not like her.
- No, it's not.
I haven't seen her since the homecoming game.
I know she said she was going to Lisa's after party,
but she said she was going home first.
I was actually headed there.
If she's there, I can have her give you a call.
- Okay, please. And call me as soon as possible, okay?
- Yes, ma'am, I will.
Okay, and you'll be safe, all right?
- I will.
- Hey, bestie! - Shit, Lisa!
Everything okay?
- You scared the shit out of me.
My phone screen is cracked. Fuck!
- Oh, I'm sorry. Jas. I didn't mean to at all.
- What are you doing here?
- I came to get you, silly. Everybody's waiting.
Is Stacey there? Her mom is looking for her.
- Oh yeah, she's there.
- Oh wait, I have a phone you can use. It's at my house.
Come on.
- Some house party this is.
Where is everyone?
Lisa! What the hell?
Are you a ninja in something? Why don't you have footsteps?
- Girl, you're silly.
Here.
And it's the new phone, so it's definitely better
than the one you had.
- Why the fuck do you have Stacey's phone?
- Do you want the phone or not? I'm confused.
- Lisa, I am not fucking around.
Stacey is missing and you have her phone.
What the hell is going on?
- Oh, butterfly. Stacey isn't missing at all.
She's in the living room with everyone else.
- Stacey?
Stacey?
Lisa, what the fuck did you do?
What are you doing?
Don't touch me.
Don't touch me. Don't touch me.
Lisa!
- Even though I must admit, it's not quite my best work,
but it was short notice.
See, baby sister's always priority.
- Dad?
- You have to calm down. This had to happen.
They were in our way. Every single one of them.
And now it's really just me and you.
And we can be the BFFs that conquer the world.
- Bitch are you fucking delusional?
- I don't think you get it.
You never had a choice in the matter.
This was fake.
It was was our energies. It's meant to be.
I love you, my butterfly.
It'll all be worth it.
- Man, would you stop playing and let me knock her ass out?
- Relax.
- Baby.
You okay?
Get you out of here.
- Hey, you need any help?
- Hey. No, I'm good.
Cute top. Where'd you get it?
- Oh, thanks. I designed it, actually.
I'm in school for fashion merchandising.
- Oh wow. That's dope.
Well, I'm Celeste. I'm your new neighbor.
- Nice to meet you. I'm Amber.
Are you from here?
- No, actually I just moved here a few weeks ago.
Change of scenery.
- Well, welcome to Miami.
Let me know if you need help with anything.
- Actually, if you're free sometime next week,
maybe you can show me around the city.
- Okay, sure. Yeah, put your number in my phone.
- Someone named Denise is calling you.
- Oh, that's my best friend.
I'm gonna meet her for lunch.
I just sent you a text.
- Okay, well it was nice meeting you.
You, too.
- Granny, I finally did it.
College bound.
I wouldn't have made it this far without you.
I just met my new BFF.
She's so pretty.
Things are gonna be different this time.
Only time will tell man, you know
I been in this music for a minute, man
I just wanna make it, you know
All the sacrifices and the sleepless nights
Will they serve me well
Only time will tell Only time will tell man
I just keep on praying that I find my way
If I go through hell
Only time will tell
Only will tell
Flames under my ass, I been feelin' that
So much pressure from the world
Yeah, I been feelin' that
Trying to raise my kids to be better men
But I got five daughters
And teachin' them done been harder
Been lost to music lately
Just wanna ease my mind
Plus the relationship I'm in
It take a lot of time
But I still I show my girl I love her though
Hate that I hurt her in the past
Gotta show her she ain't these other hoes
And I been strugglin' lately
I had to change things
But they keep bringing up the old man
See them old chains
Now I just put it in my music
I been doin' this for a minute
I got make it, I ain't quittin'
All the sacrifices and the sleepless nights
Will they serve me well
Only time will tell
I ain't got all the answers
I just keep prayin' that
- Megan?
Are you okay?
Please.
Don't. Don't do this.
Please, I only try to help you to make you better.
You took my best friend away from me.
- I'm sorry.
You're not thinking clearly without your meds.
Please, don't do this.
I wanna put my chains on
Fuck the reppin' ass bitch that made a trap song
Back to my hustle, yeah
I'm sinnin', say a prayer for 'em
I'ma a super villain nigga on a trap phone
Yeah, hit the strip club thumbin' through a bank roll
Up in Mexico countin' on some pesos
I'm pouring bottles, taking shots
Yeah, like a free throw
She bouncin' ass up and on this like a freak-o
But I can't tell her
'Cause I'm married to the G code
Yeah I'm with the gang
Trying to dodge out all the rico
All 'em stay, watch this chain make my neck cold
Turn up
Yeah
I need all the hoes out the locker room
And come to the front, you feel me
Hit the stage, hit the pole, bitch
You know what time it is, man
Yeah, yeah
Hey yo Reggie
This shit hot This shit hot
Make it melt, Snow
I'm a gift to the gang, need a blue bowl
Who got next, yeah I'm next on the court
Yeah, I'm ballin'
I was stretchin', shootin' jumpers
Like I'm playin' in the finals
- Stacey. That's your last restroom pass.
All right, so this shouldn't
be too challenging for you guys.
We've been going over these terms since the last project.
The midterms are coming up
and it is not looking too good for a few of y'all in here.
Oop!
- Luckily, this year, I'll allow a curve on the score.
If you all pass the quiz tomorrow morning.
I'm passing it.
No, you're not.
- Oh, Jake, so glad you could join us.
We thought you were home by now.
Oh, coach?
Yes?
What page are we supposed to-
- Guys, go ahead and open your books
to chapter 12, please.
- What's up?
- What's up?
- You okay?
You've been very dry all weekend
and this is my first time seeing you today.
- Yeah, my bad.
I've been around.
- Look, I don't know what your issue is,
but I miss you.
I just wanted to spend some quality time with you.
- You know what? I can't do this anymore, Jasmine.
- Do what? - Us.
I just can't.
- What?
Why, Jake?
What's going on?
Jake, just tell me.
Stop. - It's over.
I'm done.
Sir, go ahead and head straight
to the principal's office.
She'll be waiting for you.
- Fuck you, Jake. - Jas.
You okay, Jasmine?
- Good afternoon.
We have two students heading
to the principal's office right now.
Thank you.
World star!
- That's not funny.
Okay.
- Welcome to High Tower High, Ms. Waters.
Here's your schedule
and we'll see you bright and early on Monday morning.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
- Cute hair.
- Come on in, Jasmine.
You know it's safe to say
I'm not surprised to see you in here.
What is that supposed to mean?
- I know you have a lot going on,
dealing with your parents' divorce.
Trust me, I've been there.
But you have a full ride to a four year university.
You can't afford any late distractions.
- Of course.
You're right. Um, if that's what you wanna call it.
- I'm serious.
I'm here for you, if you need someone to talk to.
You're one of my brightest students.
You matter to me.
- I understand.
I really appreciate you, a lot, for that.
- All right.
Now I'm gonna send you on with a warning this time.
I don't know what's going on with you and Jake, okay.
But I suggest you stay here in the lobby
and finish your work until school lets out.
- Okay.
Okay.
All right.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
I didn't see you there. - Damn.
- Hey.
I know you.
I saw you at school today.
- Oh yeah, I remember you. And that hair.
See you busy being nosy.
- Oh, no.
I'm just surprised somebody is moving in, that's all.
- What, it's haunted or something?
- I hope not.
It's just been a while since somebody lived there.
- Oh, yeah. I could tell.
I've been cleaning since late last night.
Just now I'm moving the rest of my things in.
- I bet you're tired.
- Hell yeah.
I had to get up early to enroll in school today.
- I'm Jasmine Maker, by the way.
- Lisa. Lisa Waters.
So what'd you get in trouble for, anyway?
- Um...
- Wait, I can read energy.
Let me see.
Does this involve a boy?
A boyfriend, perhaps?
- Yeah.
Actually, um, not anymore.
- Huh?
- I got dumped today in front of the class.
It was a whole scene.
- Oh, wow. I knew it was something.
I literally felt it. - I know, right?
- Well, he didn't deserve you anyway.
I've helped one too many girls like you
bounce back to the woman they're supposed to be.
- Oh no, it's okay. Honestly, I think-
- These chores aren't gonna do themselves.
- I'll be there in a second. - Thank you, Jas.
- Damn. Why is your brother so aggressive?
I'd whoop my brother's ass
if he came at me like that.
- Brother? That was my dad.
- Oh, wow. Well, I guess the family genes are amazing.
- Yeah, I guess so.
I guess I'll see you around the neighborhood.
- That's right, Mr. Rogers.
Wait, what's the chore?
I can help you.
- Oh, no, I don't wanna be a burden to you in moving.
- Please, I'll be doing this all weekend.
And it's the least I can do after your shitty day.
- Okay.
I guess you can help with cooking.
I'm pretty sure my dad is tired of mine.
- Say less.
- Actually, let me help you with these boxes
and then you can come over.
- Cool.
And this is my room.
It's not much, but it's enough for me.
- What? I love it.
Oh.
So cute.
How long has it been?
She's not dead. She's...
- Divorced? I know.
Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that.
It's just I told you I can read people.
- I see.
But it's only been about a year or so.
I decided to stay here in Houston with my dad.
I didn't want to go to New Orleans.
- That's interesting. I just moved from there.
- Oh really? - Yeah.
Moved here with my grandmother.
- Oh, so where are your parents?
- They died.
- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.
- So, do you have any siblings?
- Yeah, actually. I have an older brother named Lance.
- Lance.
- Yes.
This is it.
This is the answer to your problem.
- No, I can't wear that. It's my mother's.
She said that I could wear it when I could fit it,
but I can't fit it yet.
- Baby, either you wear this dress to school tomorrow
or it's gonna wear you.
- I don't understand.
- Think about it.
You throw this on and Jake's weak ass
is gonna wish he never was on that bullshit.
Look, just try it on and see for yourself.
- Okay.
- Bitch. This is it.
Fuck Jake.
You're gonna have something new waiting on you soon.
No. That's perfect right there.
- I can't believe this is my first time trying this on.
- Um, knock knock.
You good? I've been calling you.
- Yeah.
Sorry, this is Lisa.
She's my new neighbor and she's new to our school.
- Hey, nice to meet you.
- Hey.
- I'm gonna head out.
I gotta check on Granny.
I'll see you guys at school on Monday.
- Okay.
What the hell was that?
- What?
- You two looked a little too friendly if you ask me,
and why you got on this dress?
- Don't be like that. She's actually pretty cool.
- Yeah, I'm sure she is.
- Mm, she's new in town,
so that means she needs some new friends.
Can't judge a book by its cover.
Yes, I can.
Anyways, back to what I came to tell you.
What's more important is the fact
that you're looking at the newest cheerleader
at High Tower High!
I told you, I told you.
And right in time for homecoming.
I know, right?
They just needed one more spot to fill and I got it.
Just gotta pass the drug test on Monday.
Well, no worries on that.
Oh my God, I'm so happy for you.
I'm gonna be the first cheerleader to a cheerleader.
Aww, you know, I appreciate that.
But for real, though.
Girl.
Hey, can we talk later?
- About what?
- Later? I got you.
- I'm really tired of these weak ass lunches
they keep giving us.
- Girl, that's never stopped you
from getting in that long ass line.
- Whatever. - Or getting seconds and shit.
- Whatever.
- We don't have long before these high school issues
are a thing of the past.
- Yeah, but people always fail to realize
that 18 is when we're actually born.
Life begins.
We're no longer held under the constraints of rules
and procedures that are put in place for merely control.
The school to prison pipeline is a real thing.
- What's up y'all?
Thanks for inviting me to the seniors lounge.
- Oh, no worries at all.
- You remember Bree? And this is our friend Stacey.
- Hey. - Hey girl.
You in my next period.
Well, you're just in time.
We was just about to get on Jasmine's ass
for being a sucker. - That's right.
- Relax.
- No need. I'm already on it.
We need a slight makeover for Jasmine.
Show a little skin. Let that hair down.
Little perfume.
Watch, you're gonna eat that man's heart up.
- There's no point in stooping to his level
and granting him that much attention.
- Um, the same attention he was giving Jasmine?
He deserves your wrath. You deserve it.
- No, you don't, Jas. You deserve peace.
Fuck that nigga.
Your grandma let you get all those tattoos?
- Not exactly, but I literally threw a fit.
- Yeah, my mom- - Get what I want.
- So this is our stop.
We're still good for after school, right?
I promise it'll flow all of those problems
right outta that pretty little head.
- I don't know.
I actually never smoked before if we're being honest.
- And she isn't about to start anytime soon. Thanks.
- She's a big girl, Breezy. Pipe down, mama bear.
- It's Bree. Just Bree to you.
And I ain't stutter.
- Lisa. I'll text you girl.
Bree, come on, let's go.
See y'all later.
- Bye, bestie.
- What? - See you later bestie.
Really?
- Bree, she is not that bad.
You just gotta give her an honest chance.
- I don't.
And I won't.
She's changing you. Since when you started smoking?
- Relax, Bree.
Now I know I'm not trippin'.
Is someone jealous? - Hell no.
I'm just trying to look out for you.
Something is off about that girl.
I gotta get to class.
I'll see you later.
- Get to class, ladies.
- Bye.
I love you, too. - Whatever.
- So, you ready to commence this fuck Jake tour or what?
I got plans on top of plans.
- Fuck Jake tour?
Girl, what the hell? And what does this tour consist of?
- Jas, when I look at you,
I literally see the most beautiful girl in school.
You're hella smart,
and you're for sure gonna be a CEO or some shit.
But the way you let fuck boys
like Jake affect you have got to change.
He needs to know his place.
- And where's his place?
- At the bottom of your fuckin' feet
worshiping the ground you walk on.
Men are toys, Jazzy.
It's about time you learn how to play the game.
It's pathetic how easy it is to get them to fold.
Example A.
How you doing?
Hey Mr. Big Shoulders.
I can tell you never miss a chest day, too.
- Well I am in the gym about two to three times a week.
You know, me being a firefighter and all,
it takes up most of my time.
- Oh, so you put out fires for a living, huh?
What are you gonna do about the fire in my bedroom?
- Well, for me it's really nothing
to come through with my hose and put that out for you.
- It's nothing, huh?
Show me it's nothing, big boss.
- Don't go nowhere. I'll be right back, fire starter.
- Girl, what the hell?
You are amazing.
I would've folded.
- You think that's something?
Put my chains on
Fuck the reppin' ass bitch that made a trap song
Back to my hustle
Yeah I'm sinnin', say a prayer for 'em
I'ma super villain nigga
- Hey!
Man, you ain't even gonna give me your number?
Up in Mexico countin' on some pesos
- There's something kind of sexy about you doing that.
- If I wasn't mistaken,
I'd think Jasmine Maker was hitting on me.
- Oh. Oh, no.
I just, I mean, you know I never smoke.
- Girl, I'm just fuckin' with you.
You worry entirely way too much.
But I got something that'll fix that
- I don't know how.
- Just watch me and do what I do, okay?
Like I'm playin' in the finals
Roll a Mabec, nigga
Fuck a hellcat, skrrt, skrrt
I been puttin' dick up in her
Made her face fat, yeah
Made her ass fat too then watch her shake it
Her back, I break it
She can't take it
While she's ridin' me, a view, it's been a rammer
I'ma nail her to the bed with this hammer
Got me thumbin' through these blue faces like scammer
- What? What the hell?
Did I even do this right?
- Okay, Ms. French inhaler.
Let me find out this ain't your first time.
- I just did what I seen in the movies, to be honest.
- You're adorable, Jasmine Maker.
You niggas keep trickin' and fallin' in love though
I'm posted up like a psycho
I'ma super villain nigga on a trap phone
- You wanna do a shotgun?
- Who?
- Here, lean in. Let me show you.
She bouncin' ass up and on this like a freak-o
But I can't tell her
'Cause I'm married to the G code
I'm with the gang trying to dodge out all the rico
- Wait. Wait, wait, wait.
I wasn't ready.
Come on, come on. One more.
- All right.
- I'm sorry, I just- - No.
Don't stop now.
- I got carried away.
What kind of weed is this?
- That good shit.
"That good shit."
- Got it?
- One large pepperoni pizza?
Yeah. Thanks, man.
- All right. - All right.
Fly, little butterfly
Fly, little butterfly
So many stories untold So many stories untold
- Come in.
- Hey, baby girl.
Your pizza is here.
- Thanks, daddy.
- Jasmine.
- Hm?
- Please tell me I'm not smell no damn weed.
Little girl, are you smoking now?
- What?
Nah. Daddy, come on.
You know me better than that.
Me? Weed.
- I clearly know what weeded smells like.
- You know what? I was in a car with Jake today.
He smokes now. - Hmm.
- But you see me, personally,
you know I would never, daddy.
- Oh wow. - Mm-mm.
- Jay? - Mm-hm.
- He's messing with that stuff now?
- Mm-hm.
- I'm pretty sure his parents don't know about this.
- Mm-mm.
- Because I would want to know if it was you.
- See, I tried to tell him, daddy,
but he yelled at me to stay out his damn business.
See, Jake? He been changing lately.
- Oh, wow.
- Honestly, daddy, I think you should talk to his parents.
See, I was gonna do it, but I think they'd hear it from you.
Mm-hm.
I just, I don't want him to get into any more bad habits.
You know what they say. Weed's a gateway drug.
- Mm.
Okay. Just keep your distance for a while, okay?
- Mm-hm.
- I'll reach out to his parents this evening.
All right? - Mm-hm.
- Before I go, let that Lisa know she's more than welcome
to come bless our kitchen with her presence.
- Aww. - All right?
- I knew you liked her. Her cooking.
I'll be sure to let her know.
Fuckin'...
- Isn't this supposed to be
a seniors lounge only, not teachers?
My bad.
- It's something about the way they do their eggs.
Like the seasoning is just different, you know?
- No, no I don't.
You're seriously like a trash can or something.
Like, you know your metabolism won't be this fast forever.
- Bree, we all seen them wide ass hips
your mama be walking around here with.
You worried about the wrong thing.
- Talk about my mama hips again and see what happens.
- You gonna do what? Make her sit on me?
And you don't say shit to all them boys
who be calling her Miss Puff. - Fuck you, Stacey.
- Yo, ladies, chill.
I mean, it's way too early
to be going at each other's necks.
Either of y'all seen Jasmine?
- I haven't seen her about two weeks, honestly.
She's been stuck on Lisa like Velcro.
She's been MIA.
- Or she been MWL.
Missing with Lisa.
Y'all get it.
- Yeah. That wasn't funny.
Anyways, something is off about that girl.
- The fact that she took your best friend
or the fact that you can't compete with Lisa?
Both equally depressing if you ask me.
Well, well, well, speak of the devil.
There goes Lisa and Lisa Junior.
- I seriously don't like the person she's trying to be now.
Like, are none of you concerned with this shit?
- I mean, she looks great.
What's wrong with a little self confidence?
- Absolutely nothing.
But why the hell she gotta look like Lisa to do it?
- Hell, I wanna look like Lisa, personally.
You sound pathetic.
- Grand rising, you all.
How have you been?
- Grand rising.
And you'd know how we've been
if you answered your damn phone.
- Oh my. Someone woke up on the wrong side of the swamp.
- Hey, I need to- - Uh.
You don't need a thing, Jakey. Now run along.
- You hard of hearing these days?
You heard her.
- I bet you found nothing wrong
with that interaction at all, huh, Stacey?
- When did those two become best friends?
- Since you dumped her
in front of our entire class, dickhead.
- Briana Washington to the principal's office.
Briana Washington to the principal's office.
- Shit, girl. The hell you do?
- Nothing.
I'll see y'all later.
- Bye. - Bye, girl.
- You, you gonna finish that?
You know what?
I don't see how y'all can be friends with that girl.
- Thank you.
Come in.
- Coach. What's going on?
- Have a seat, Briana.
Okay.
- You do understand we have strict UIL rules here
and this is a drug free zone.
- Yes, of course I do.
- Your drug test came back positive for steroids.
- What?
Yes.
Unfortunately, we're gonna have to let you go
from the cheer squad.
- Wait, there has to be a mistake. I don't do drugs.
I've never taken steroids a day in my life.
- We checked twice.
- This is unacceptable, Briana.
We're gonna have to suspend you and notify your mother.
- What?
No.
It's a mistake.
- Now tell me that didn't feel good, my little butterfly.
I seen it in your eyes.
- It was like nothing I ever felt before in my life.
- Just wait. We're just getting started.
- Ooh, what's next?
- You'll see.
Bree.
What happened? Everything okay?
- No, I got suspended. - Wait, what?
For what?
- Ask your new friend.
I know you had something to do with this.
I'm sorry. What are you talking about?
- My drug test came back positive.
You know I don't do drugs.
I got suspended and kicked off the team.
I'm sorry, but what does that have to do with me?
- You better watch your back, Jasmine.
Um...
- Can you believe that?
I know Bree.
Bree would never do drugs
or risk losing her spot on the team.
I just don't understand why she'd think
you have something to do with it.
- I don't know, but let her cool off. She'll come around.
Hey, come on, I got something
that'll take your mind off of it.
Let's leave, like right now, this very instant
and go have our own adventure.
- Lisa, I can't. You know how my father is.
I've always had perfect attendance.
- I'm sorry, I thought I was talking to someone
who wanted to experience things she never felt before.
Guess not.
Lisa.
Lisa, wait for me.
- Shh, we're in a library.
You trying to tell everybody the play?
- No, you're right.
Just show me a good time.
- Thought you'd never ask, butterfly.
Fly, little butterfly
Fly, little butterfly
So many stories untold So many stories untold
So much pain that I hold So much pain that I hold
Deep in my heart that humble me
Humble me
Fly, little butterfly
Sting like a bee
Sting like a bee
Encountered so much in my life
- Jasmine Maker, who do the hell do you think you are
walking into my house at two in the morning
and why haven't you been answering my calls?
Your house?
You mean mom's house?
- Little girl, are you drunk?
- No.
- And you smell like a pound of weed.
- No, I don't.
- Oh, and I talked to Jake's parents.
He get drug tested once a month for an internship,
so you lied to me.
Duh.
No shit, dad.
I make straight A's. I can afford to get high when I want.
But you real bold talk about this your house
when you know damn well mom left you this out of pity.
I should have went to New Orleans with her.
- Every day I want you in this house.
No friends over, no nothing until I say otherwise.
- Okay, cool it, boss man.
I will let the chef know the new orders. You got it.
Goodnight.
Geez.
- Take those glasses off. - Daddy.
- Off.
Who were you with last night?
- Good morning to you too, daddy.
- Jasmine Denise Maker.
I never been more serious than I am right now.
Was it Stacey?
I know for a fact Bree wouldn't have been involved.
Come to think of it, I haven't seen Bree in a while.
- It's my last year before I graduate.
I maintained damn near perfect grades.
I'm not out here being a hoe.
But you all in my shit over one missed curfew in 17 years?
- The curfew's the least of my words, Jasmine.
You're walking around here dressing in less clothing
like I'm not supposed to notice.
Your hair's different.
You're doing drugs now
and you want me to sit back and support this shit.
- I literally dress just like Lisa.
You know, my friend that you can't seem to get enough of.
You don't think I notice the way you stare at her?
- Jasmine, that's a little girl.
What the hell I want...
Why am I even explaining myself to you?
- "Why am I even explaining myself to you?"
- Go to school and come straight home.
- Okay, bye!
- Morning, Mr. M. Did I miss Jasmine already?
I haven't had a chance to see her since school yesterday.
I know her and Bree went to some party.
- A party with Bree? In the middle of the week?
That doesn't sound like Bree.
- Yeah, Bree invited me,
but I had to take care of my grandmother
and it was a school night.
Priorities, you know?
- Well, I'm glad Jasmine got a friend like you
to keep balance in her life.
- Well, you know what they say?
Iron sharpens iron, right? - Yeah.
- Well, I don't wanna be late, so,
have a nice day, Mr. Maker.
- All right, everyone go on ahead and start packing up,
and Stacey, can you get the light for me please?
All right, class,
if you're not catching aliens with Will Smith,
can you please remove your glasses?
Oh, don't forget, everybody. You got a midterm this week.
Don't forget.
Wait, Jasmine, can I hold you for a second?
Run along, ladies.
- What's up? - Not your attendance.
You've been absent a lot lately.
Come on, this supposed to be a cakewalk for you.
- It is. My grade's good, so I'm good.
Well, we can only have a few more of these occurrences
before I might have to schedule a meeting with your father.
It's your choice.
You good though, right?
- Huh?
Yeah.
Everything good.
Trust me, you have nothing to worry about.
- Better not.
- Yeah.
- Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?
- Mm. - Jasmine, please, come on.
- How can I help you, Jacob?
- Jacob.
Weird, but okay.
Look, first of all, I just wanna apologize to you
for the public break up.
I've just been going through a lot
and I haven't really been sleeping and-
- Honestly, everything you're saying
sounds like bullshit, Jacob.
You don't have to explain anything to me.
I understand exactly how you felt about me
in those moments.
- I mean, that wasn't how I was feeling.
Jasmine.
My mom's been real sick. Like she might not have much left.
I've just been, I've just been dealing with that.
It's been tough lately.
- Well, I'm truly sorry to hear that about your mom.
She really has a beautiful soul.
But again, I'm not backtracking with you.
You said what you said and you did what you did.
- Just like you did when you told your dad
that I smoked weed, right? - Oh!
- Jasmine, you know I don't mess around with drugs.
Why would you even say that?
You do know your friend Lisa's been in my DMs too, right?
- Jacob, get the fuck out of my face.
You are really fake right now.
Hey dad.
- Don't "Hey dad" me.
The school called again.
You still gettin' to class late.
You wanna be grounded again?
- Is that a rhetorical question?
- Something is off with you lately, if you ask me.
- With all due respect, no one asked you.
- Hey. Can you come over so we can talk?
Okay.
See you later.
Are you sure, Bree?
Like what exactly did you see?
Yes, I'm sure.
This is the second time I've heard someone
screaming at the top of their lungs
coming from Lisa's house.
I tried to tell your stubborn ass this before,
but your head was too far up her ass to see.
- First off, check your attitude, Bree.
You've been threatened by Lisa this entire time.
Like if we're friends, we're friends.
Why does it have to be a competition?
- You think I'm jealous of this bitch?
I'm trying to tell you she's behind all of this.
I found these in her car.
How is it that I test positive for steroids
and she just so happens to have some in her car?
- Why are you going through her car?
- After everything I just told you,
that's your question?
- Knock, knock.
Did I catch you guys at a bad time?
I just came to check on you, Bree.
It seems like you have a knack for snooping around my house,
so I'm just trying to make sure we're cool.
- Bitch, ain't shit cool about nothing you got going.
- Bree, you need to seriously chill out.
Lisa has done nothing wrong.
- Oh yeah?
I found these in your car.
I know you drugged me.
- Bree.
- No worries. Don't make this a big deal, Jas.
Those pills are my grandmother's prescriptions
for her arthritis.
- How convenient.
What about what I heard in your house?
- Bree, why are you interrogating her
like you the damn police?
- No, it's okay, Jas.
What Bree doesn't know is I take care of my grandmother
and she's mentally ill.
So yeah, from time to time she can get a little rowdy
and the noises can be alarming.
- That sound wasn't no damn old lady.
And what about the sound of something breaking?
You got some weird shit going on with you.
- Bree, chill out.
Obviously the police didn't find anything.
I can't believe you called them.
You owe her an apology. Dead ass.
- I don't owe her a damn thing.
And the fact that you think I do is where you fucked up.
I'm out, bruh.
- Wait, seriously, it's okay.
- Girl, fuck you.
- Let her bitter ass go, holding onto dead weight as is.
- Wow.
You're gonna regret saying that to me.
- Are you okay?
Don't worry, my butterfly.
Everything's gonna work out just how it's supposed to.
I promise.
- I love how consistent you are, even in moments like this.
- Lots of practice.
You have no idea what a little trauma will teach you.
No idea.
- Mama, I don't know what to do.
I'm losing everything.
First dad, then cheer and now my best friend.
- Bree, baby, you and Jasmine will work things out.
You two have been friends since grade school.
- Do you have to go to work tonight?
- Yes, baby, I do.
Look, I ordered a pizza.
Eat, get some sleep,
so you'll be well rested for school tomorrow.
- How can I go back to school and see all the cheerleaders
and me not being a part of it anymore?
You do believe me, right?
I didn't take those drugs.
- I know, baby. Everything will work itself out.
That's the pizza.
- I have a large pepperoni and sausage pizza for Breezy?
It's Bree, just Bree. Thanks.
- Have a good night, baby. - Goodnight, mama.
- Oh, Breezy.
You know you're starting to get in the way
of me and Jasmine's relationship.
I think it's time you said goodnight.
Morning ladies.
One week left before homecoming.
Let the countdown begin.
- Oh, bitch.
Ain't you on punishment or something?
What the fuck you worried about homecoming for?
- Girl, it's my last year.
You think I give a damn what my father thinks?
- I know I do. - Ew.
- What?
Are we just gonna keep ignoring how fine her dad is?
- No lie, Jas.
He do got the Michael Ealy eyes.
And I mean ain't your dad in his 40s?
Walking around here looking like a 20 year old.
I for sure have had several dreams about him choking me.
In a good way.
- Mr. Maker. Mister...
- All right. All right, all right.
Moving on from the subject of my father.
Honestly, he was in a good mood this morning.
Don't jinx it for me.
- Anyways, I have news, ladies.
So I'm having a homecoming after party at my crib.
I'm talking liquor, weed, and other party favors.
Plus we have the crib to ourselves.
Granny's staying with my older brother for a while.
- You have a older brother?
I bet he fine as hell.
- Jess, you talk to Bree?
I didn't see her by the lockers this morning.
- We're not really speaking.
She texted me after the fight on some really jealous shit.
I didn't text her back.
- Really, Jas?
You can't just throw away 10 years of friendship.
- I told her to just give her space.
She'll come around.
- What's that all about?
What's Bree's mom doing here?
- I don't know.
What do you want, Jake?
- Maybe if you answered your phone, you would know.
What is it?
- Look, I didn't wanna be the one to tell you this,
but the police got a call to her house this morning.
Apparently Bree overdosed on some pills.
- What? You can't be serious.
Oh my god.
- Look, I wouldn't joke about something like that.
Her mother found her this morning
when she got home from work.
- Jas, are you okay?
- I gotta go.
I need to go talk to her.
- Wait, please, Jas.
None of this is your fault, okay?
I'll check on you after class.
- Yeah. Let me know what her mom says.
Wait, I need to tell you something.
- You can't be for real right now.
I just lost my best friend.
I don't wanna hear anything else.
I'm gonna go speak to Ms. Washington.
- You need to just shut up
and really just listen to me for a second.
Something is off with Lisa.
Me and my uncle got called to that scene the other day,
and when he said he got there, nobody was there.
- Well, that's a lie,
because she literally takes care of her grandmother.
- No, Jasmine, you aren't hearing me.
The house was empty.
No grandmother.
That house is in somebody else's name. You can look it up.
- Jacob, get the hell out of my face.
Like who lies like this? You really reachin'.
- Think about it.
Bree was onto her and she tried to get you to listen,
but you wouldn't.
I mean there is no way she could've committed suicide.
I think Lisa has something to do with it.
- See, that's how I know you're crazy.
Lisa had nothing to do with what Bree did.
She texted me.
I didn't text her back.
That's on me.
I gotta live with that.
I gotta go.
Ms. Washington.
I am so sorry.
- Don't.
Just don't.
Bree told me everything.
I saw her text you and you just ignored her
like she hasn't been there for you for the last 10 years.
- Ms. Washington, there is no excuse.
But despite what Bree and I went through, I loved her.
She really was my best friend.
- I don't need to hear anything else.
Now if you'll excuse me,
I need to go plan my daughter's funeral.
- Hey baby girl. You okay?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- Everything's gonna be okay.
Come here.
It's gonna be okay.
All right?
It's gonna be okay.
She loves you, you love her.
She knows that, all right?
It's gonna be all right.
It's gonna be all right.
Your mom called.
I think you ought to spend some time with her this weekend.
Get away from all this.
All right?
- Maybe you're right.
I can go this Friday. - Yeah, of course.
You got my blessing.
I'll call her, I'll let her know you're coming.
- Okay, thank you. - Get some rest.
I love you.
- I love you. - It's gonna be okay.
Oh, man.
It's gonna be okay.
Only time will tell, man, you know
I've been in this music for a minute, man
I just wanna make it, you know
All the sacrifices and the sleepless nights
Will they serve me well
Only time will tell Only time will tell man
I just keep on prayin' that I'll find my way
If I go through hell
Only time will tell
Only time will tell
Flames under my ass I been feelin' it
So much pressure from the world
Yeah, I been feelin' that
- I am so glad you came this weekend.
Do you know how much I missed you?
I'm glad I did, too.
So, how are you liking it here?
- Oh, well, I love it.
I would have to say the best part about it is the food.
- I can agree with that. This food was delicious.
- It was.
- I miss your cooking. - Oh.
- All dad can do is order takeout.
- Well, that's your father for you.
Honey, is everything okay?
- Yeah it's just this new girl I met back at home.
- Oh.
- She moved into the house next door
and we became really close.
I just, I feel like if we hadn't, Bree would still be here.
- Honey, listen to me.
I don't want you worrying yourself about this.
Yes what happened to Bree was unfortunate.
But honey, all that we can do now
is just pray for her family.
But I need for you to find peace within yourself.
- I know. You're right.
I just really hope her mom can forgive me.
- Oh, yeah. She'll forgive you.
Just give her some time to grieve, that's all.
Oh, woo. Honey, I have to take this.
Listen, if the waiter come, go ahead and pay the bill, okay?
- Don't mind if I do.
All right.
Hello?
- Here's the check for whenever you're ready.
- Oh, thank you.
Here you go. - You know Megan?
- Excuse me?
- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be nosy,
but I just saw a picture of Megan on your phone.
Megan Thomas?
- Oh, no. This is my friend Lisa.
- Oh, my mistake.
Your friend could literally be her doppelganger.
I mean, she looks just like this crazy girl
that used to go to school with me named Megan.
- That could literally be her twin.
Yeah.
- What do you mean by crazy?
- I mean, she did some horrible things
to some of my friends
and one of them even committed suicide because of it.
No one can prove it,
but we all knew she had something to do with it.
- That's horrible.
- Yeah, well hopefully it's not her.
I mean, I would hate for her to do
the same thing to someone else.
I'm gonna go get your receipt.
- Can you airdrop me that picture?
- Yeah.
Okay.
- Thank you.
- I'm sorry, Mr. Maker.
Those annoying policemen
broke my washer during their search.
Is it okay if we use yours?
It won't take long.
I would've called Jasmine, but she hasn't been answering.
- She's out of town this weekend with her mom.
What happened to Bree, it really took a toll on her,
so maybe you should come back when she gets back.
- Please?
I'm running out of clean underwear.
- Sure.
Come on.
- Mr. Maker?
I can't get the washing machine to work.
- One moment.
You gotta, uh...
You gotta adjust the settings.
- Oh, well, now I can put my clothes in it.
- Look, I think it's best for you to leave your clothes here
and I can put it in the washer for you in the morning.
- Mr. Maker.
- Stop.
You need to leave now.
- What?
Don't you want me?
I see the way you look at me.
I know you want me, Mr. Maker.
- Look, you need to leave now. I won't ask again.
Look into the mirror.
- Woo, it's homecoming! - Yay, we made it.
- Hi, Coach Gale. - Hi, are you ready?
- It's homecoming, I'm ready to fuck with some baddies.
Hey, cheer up, Jake. It'll be all right.
Hey, cheer up, Jake. It'll be all right.
- All right, all right, class. Settle down.
Now, y'all might wanna go and check Blackboard
because I've graded all y'all's midterms.
- Ooh, A. - Appreciate that 100.
Ooh, no.
- Ms. Maker, so glad you could join us.
- You still going to Lisa's after party later?
She claims it's gonna be lit.
- I don't know.
I think I may chill.
You don't think we should still be celebrating
after what happened to Bree?
- I know what you mean.
I think she would want us to celebrate her.
I heard a lot of students voted for her
for homecoming queen to honor her.
- She would've loved that.
I don't know.
I just can't stop thinking about what happened
when I went to visit my mom.
- What happened?
- When I went to this restaurant with my mom,
the waitress noticed a picture of Lisa on my phone,
only she said her name was Megan.
- Maybe she had her mistaken.
- That's what I thought, but she showed me a picture,
and that girl look just like Lisa.
- Oh, wow. - It was so creepy.
- She does look like her.
Well, what did she say?
- Apparently she was stalking and doing crazy stuff
at her last school.
Another girl committed suicide similar to the way Bree did.
- Wait, what?
- Yeah.
You don't think Lisa has something to do with it, do you?
Jake was saying his uncle found some things about her, too.
Shh, here she comes.
- Hey, butterfly. Everything okay?
You're not ignoring me, are you?
- No, I just have a lot of things going on at home.
Plus this whole thing with Bree is really getting to me.
She was my best friend,
so I probably won't be going to the party tonight.
- Okay, well, I understand if you don't want to go.
Stacey, I hope to see you there.
You promised to help me set up, remember?
- Right. Yeah.
I'm gonna help you after I go home and change.
- Great. Thank you.
See you later, bestie.
- Dammit, Stacey, why you not answering?
Jasmine.
- Hey, dad?
Hey, daddy? Are you home?
Hello?
- Hey. Hey, sweetie, how you doing?
I'm sorry to call you like this, but have you seen Stacey?
She didn't come home from the game,
and I'm starting to get worried
if something happened to her 'cause this is not like her.
- No, it's not.
I haven't seen her since the homecoming game.
I know she said she was going to Lisa's after party,
but she said she was going home first.
I was actually headed there.
If she's there, I can have her give you a call.
- Okay, please. And call me as soon as possible, okay?
- Yes, ma'am, I will.
Okay, and you'll be safe, all right?
- I will.
- Hey, bestie! - Shit, Lisa!
Everything okay?
- You scared the shit out of me.
My phone screen is cracked. Fuck!
- Oh, I'm sorry. Jas. I didn't mean to at all.
- What are you doing here?
- I came to get you, silly. Everybody's waiting.
Is Stacey there? Her mom is looking for her.
- Oh yeah, she's there.
- Oh wait, I have a phone you can use. It's at my house.
Come on.
- Some house party this is.
Where is everyone?
Lisa! What the hell?
Are you a ninja in something? Why don't you have footsteps?
- Girl, you're silly.
Here.
And it's the new phone, so it's definitely better
than the one you had.
- Why the fuck do you have Stacey's phone?
- Do you want the phone or not? I'm confused.
- Lisa, I am not fucking around.
Stacey is missing and you have her phone.
What the hell is going on?
- Oh, butterfly. Stacey isn't missing at all.
She's in the living room with everyone else.
- Stacey?
Stacey?
Lisa, what the fuck did you do?
What are you doing?
Don't touch me.
Don't touch me. Don't touch me.
Lisa!
- Even though I must admit, it's not quite my best work,
but it was short notice.
See, baby sister's always priority.
- Dad?
- You have to calm down. This had to happen.
They were in our way. Every single one of them.
And now it's really just me and you.
And we can be the BFFs that conquer the world.
- Bitch are you fucking delusional?
- I don't think you get it.
You never had a choice in the matter.
This was fake.
It was was our energies. It's meant to be.
I love you, my butterfly.
It'll all be worth it.
- Man, would you stop playing and let me knock her ass out?
- Relax.
- Baby.
You okay?
Get you out of here.
- Hey, you need any help?
- Hey. No, I'm good.
Cute top. Where'd you get it?
- Oh, thanks. I designed it, actually.
I'm in school for fashion merchandising.
- Oh wow. That's dope.
Well, I'm Celeste. I'm your new neighbor.
- Nice to meet you. I'm Amber.
Are you from here?
- No, actually I just moved here a few weeks ago.
Change of scenery.
- Well, welcome to Miami.
Let me know if you need help with anything.
- Actually, if you're free sometime next week,
maybe you can show me around the city.
- Okay, sure. Yeah, put your number in my phone.
- Someone named Denise is calling you.
- Oh, that's my best friend.
I'm gonna meet her for lunch.
I just sent you a text.
- Okay, well it was nice meeting you.
You, too.
- Granny, I finally did it.
College bound.
I wouldn't have made it this far without you.
I just met my new BFF.
She's so pretty.
Things are gonna be different this time.
Only time will tell man, you know
I been in this music for a minute, man
I just wanna make it, you know
All the sacrifices and the sleepless nights
Will they serve me well
Only time will tell Only time will tell man
I just keep on praying that I find my way
If I go through hell
Only time will tell
Only will tell
Flames under my ass, I been feelin' that
So much pressure from the world
Yeah, I been feelin' that
Trying to raise my kids to be better men
But I got five daughters
And teachin' them done been harder
Been lost to music lately
Just wanna ease my mind
Plus the relationship I'm in
It take a lot of time
But I still I show my girl I love her though
Hate that I hurt her in the past
Gotta show her she ain't these other hoes
And I been strugglin' lately
I had to change things
But they keep bringing up the old man
See them old chains
Now I just put it in my music
I been doin' this for a minute
I got make it, I ain't quittin'
All the sacrifices and the sleepless nights
Will they serve me well
Only time will tell
I ain't got all the answers
I just keep prayin' that