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letra de once upon a time - t.i.

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once upon a time in the apartments, aye
i d-mn 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-ggas with him worth a hundred plus
but the n-ggas up the street was servin’ touch and bust

i told him “wait a minute it was all good”
that when i seen a n-gga hoppin’ out the fleetwood
with gold t–th talking about he want a whole ki’
right then i’m thinking: “do this motherf-cker know me?”

he was with a n-gga 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-ggas 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-gga 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!lled and you die, too.”

he said “he ain’t like that he used to sell weight
started smoking he embarr-ssed now he’s trying to save face”
the conversation was interrupted again
when this country n-gga pulled ’bout twenty bands out of his pants

he said “i’m in the right place, this enough, ain’t it?”
i said “h-ll yeah, if you trying to donate it
sh-t 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-gga 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-gga’s customa.”

this one he could have
i said “i guess that’s your man, then.”
i was smoking laughing at his -ss
when they ran in

they said boogie had a quarter mil, over twenty bricks
sh-t all i know is i ain’t seen that n-gga since
keep yo’ head on the swivel for the nonsense
everyday is something when you’re trapping in apartments

- t i

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