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(Baby) you’re upscale, no fairytale

It’s not shown or chosen, what life entails

You jus’ gotta’ take it up, buy it on the sale

Switchin’ addresses, like I’m out for my mail

& If baby need help, I’mma’ make sure I avail

What’s the deal in this life - can’t steal it

Gotta make what you make & heal them

I make amends with all friends

My mistakes are deeper than hate

Maybe I shouldn’t have trusted some of you

From in my click, from in my crew

But the past is over

Gotta’ make the paper roll over

I can’t deny they used to love me

They used to hate me at a certain point

They loved hating on me that shit is phony

Nothing less than an enemy you befriended me

Naw’ homie, since back in the day

I was this way, man I don’t know what else to say

Biggies mom told me to be a realest

All the pain & issues - forget the past problems

Don’t reveal it, just accept it, forget the past problems

You won’t find me sitting down

I stay up

All day every day I can throw it down (if asked)

(King tell me the mission, I’m on it, give me the task…)

- 00/00/2007