 First year at UGK, we went to a very small town in Louisiana. This was in the first year at UGK, we went to a very, very small town in Louisiana. And we got to the Ramada Inn, that's how long ago it was, got to the Ramada Inn with the doves on the inside. So it was nice. Okay, it was a nice one. It was nice, and now, you know what I'm saying? And then we checking in and the niggas was like, oh shit, here you go, my nigga. And they gave me some crack. They gave me some crack. I was like, what the fuck? I thought y'all might want to go hang on the cuts and slaying some shit while he was here. And then they gave y'all some crack to sell. That's a nice hotel. Like, just for us, you know what I mean? Till we would feel more comfortable. Right. Damn. You go a couple niggas back. You turned it down, but I wonder who in the neighborhood was like, man, I fucked with you, bro. You a real nigga, bro. Get out here and sell these crack footage, show me. You said it outside. And I'm in 2A, bro. I'm in 3A. Damn. Got to be fair, it was like a quarter slab, so I probably would have made about $3.54. That night? That night. And then to be fair, back then, I wasn't making no hell of a five-money rapping. This again, this first album, first year. You know what I'm saying? So, Nick, could have used that little extra dollar, but not that case.