This is all about Biggie rise and falls since he keeps going back and forth between his rough days and his brand new lavish lifestyle. My InterpretationI totally cosign with that sammySam dude. We used to fuss when the landlord dissed us Smiles every time my face is up in The Source Now my mom pimps a Ac' with minks on her back No need to worry, my accountant handles thatĬelebratin' every day, no more public housin' Got two rides, a limousine with a chauffeur When I was dead broke, man, I couldn't picture this Stereotypes of a black male misunderstood Lunches, brunches, interviews by the poolĬonsidered a fool 'cause I dropped out of high school Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear Sold-out seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak Now honeys play me close like butter play toastįrom the Mississippi down to the East Coast I never thought it could happen, this rappin' stuff Now they write letters 'cause they miss me To up close and personal with Robin Leach Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinnerĪnd if you don't know, now you know, nigga Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight You never thought that hip-hop would take it this far Way back, when I had the red and black lumberjack Smokin' weed in Bambu, sippin' on Private Stock Salt-n-Pepa and Heavy D up in the limousineĮvery Saturday Rap Attack, Mr.

It was all a dream, I used to read Word Up! magazine You know what I'm sayin'? It's all good, baby baby To all the people that lived above the buildings that I was hustlin' in front ofĬalled the police on me when I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (it's all good) To all the teachers that told me I'd never amount to nothin' (Fuck all you hoes! Get a grip, motherfucker!)

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