Once upon a time in the apartments, aye
I damn near had to smoke a J
He knocked on the door, what's haapnin'
Its Jimmy Jam trying to score a little packet frame?
I said the work that we was cooking wasn't dry yet
But he could have the residue from the Pyrex
He say, he had some n***as with him worth a hundred plus
But the n***as up the street was servin' touch and bust
I told him "Wait a minute it was all good"
That when I seen a n***a hoppin' out the Fleetwood
With gold teeth talking about he want a whole ki'
Right then I'm thinking: "do this motherf**er know me?"
He was with a n***a who wouldn't even buy an oz
That's when I said he's either robbing or the police
Either way I slammed the door in his face
Started gathering and collecting all the blow in the place
Went and got the dough out of the safe and .44 and a K
Whatever he is trying I ain't tripping cause we know where he stays
About 150 grand, three birds in a knapsack
Stashed it in my neighbor's trash then I ran back
I had to keep the tool just in case though
If these n***as make a move you already know
With the Desert Eagle in my waistband
I slung the front door open and hollered "Jimmy Jam!
"What's up with that n***a that you roll with?
In the fake chains and the flea market outfit."
He said "Now Tip you know I wouldn't try you."
I said "Cause if you do he gets k**ed and you die, too."
He said "He ain't like that he used to sell weight
Started smoking he embarra**ed now he's trying to save face"
The conversation was interrupted again
When this country n***a pulled 'bout twenty bands out of his pants
He said "I'm in the right place, this enough, ain't it?"
I said "Hell yeah, if you trying to donate it
sh** that get you locked up, I don't sell blow."
Then he said "I heard you had it?"
I said "Yeah, so?"
I guess that n***a Boogie from a couple doors down saw his money
Run up said "I got it for the low now."
I'm thinking: "Boogie stupid he don't even know brah
He just always wants to take a n***a's customa."
This one he could have
I said "I guess that's your man, then."
I was smoking laughing at his a**
When they ran in
They said Boogie had a quarter mil, over twenty bricks
sh** all I know is I ain't seen that n***a since
Keep yo' head on the swivel for the nonsense
Everyday is something when you're trapping in apartments