[Chorus]
35 a gram is too much for me
They got it for 29 up the street

So please, papi, work with me
Cuz see 35 g's for a key is too much for me
35 a gram is too much for me

They got it for 29 up the street
So please, papi, work with me
Cuz see I don't wanna hurt you papi


[Verse 1]
No I don't usually rap about crack and all that

I ain't doing the Devil's job, nah, $#&@ that
And I don't usually just rap to jaw jack
But I'ma take you back, way back, before rap

Before I had to fight with a kid got clapped
Before all of my fist fights and nap nap
I grind full time son, VA was the jump off

In somebody's city with mad !@%!e to dump off
Nah, we ain't come to act wild
We came to introduce you and your hood to this crack vial

Make a couple of big ^!$$%z turn fragile
Get some money, shoot a few ^!$$%z and then be out
1, 1, 2, 2, 3, 3, 4, hit it

We wanted it so we had to get out and go get it
So every month I was uptown
Tryin' to get papi's high $$# !@%!e price to come the $#&@ down


[Chrous]


[Verse 2]
I was livin' like a moron, the old E days
The game is a oxymoron; we sold free base

My partner was two face; he smiled when we was face to face
Soon as I turn my back he made the screw face
I know he want my spot

He know he got to kill me to get it
I don't care if I'm found guilty or acquitted
^!$$%z gon' feel me on some shiddit

Cuz they know I'm a ^!$$% that did it
Not just a ^!$$% that spit it
Send you to the bottomless pizzit

Then go to jail and get hed on a conjugal visit
Yo, come here exquisite, um nah forget it
I'ma stick to the script so ^!$$%z can get with it

Martinsville, Virginia, Richmond, sittin' in the kitchen
Crackhead cookin' up the batch then
Not matchin', same draws with %#@! stains

Sellin' the same %#@! somebody sold to Rick James

[Chorus]