Once Upon A Time

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

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 niggas with him worth a hundred plus

But the niggas up the street was servin' touch and bust

I told him wait a minute it was all good

That when I seen a nigga hoppin' out the fleetwood

With gold teeth talking about he want a whole ki'

Right then I'm thinking do this motherf**ker know me

He was with a nigga 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 niggas 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 nigga 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 killed and you die too

He said he ain't like that he used to sell weight

Started smoking he embarrassed now he's trying to save face

The conversation was interrupted again

When this country nigga 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

Shit 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 nigga boogie 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 nigga's customa

This one he could have

I said I guess that's your man then

I was smoking laughing at his ass

When they ran in

They said boogie had a quarter mil over twenty bricks

Shit all I know is I ain't seen that nigga since

Keep yo' head on the swivel for the nonsense

Everyday is something when you're trapping in apartments