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