Snaps: Your mother is good at this work.
Kanan: So am I.

Shirley: Nothing is ever as bad as it seems.
Lou-Lou: Sometimes it's worse.

Raq: Your little brother's gonna fuck all of us up, Marvin.
Marvin: I got better. Lou can, too.
Raq: Yeah, well, not everybody get better. Not everybody wanna get better.

Krystal: What was that?
Kanan: That's my mother's bullshit. Just like always.

Snaps: What do you prefer? To be feared or respected, Kanan?
Ronnie: Feared.
Pop: He didn't ask you, Urkel.

Quân: This is a sophisticated operation here. It's a different ballgame.
Raq: You got the ball, I got the players.
Quân: You aren't the only team.
Raq: But my team wins.

Marvin: You done lost your fucking mind this time, Lou.
Lou-Lou: No. My mind's right where I left it at, big bro.

Jukebox: What are you doing, Kanan?
Kanan: The fuck you mean what am I doing. I'm doing what I do. I'm living this life.

Iesha: Must of ate something bad.
Jukebox: Seem like you eat something bad a lot.
Iesha: And what's that supposed to me?
Jukebox: Nothing.
Iesha: I'm working on it, Juke.

Fame keep shit close. Mostly. If he don't, I'll fuck him up myself.

Kanan: I keep work and family second.
Snaps: Wise man. Family business is the very definition of oxymoron.

Nique is dead. I can feel it. Cause something inside of me is dead now, too.

Pernessa [to Raq]