They say P will never make it They be talking caps I have never seen a rapper with a bubble rap Started from the trenches knew I had to clear the rack Always moving funny always knew when you would lie Shit is crazy I was baptized on the line I was playing in the streets from a young age I didn’t have to do it I just had to pay dues To Vs new rule is the street cool Is my opp dead Can move smooth can be finding all these bitches like it’s blues clues Looking through the dirt trying to make a pressure diamond Remember in grand mafia we was farming diamonds Trying to keep pace trading all my sleep for dollar It’s a new age people do some shit for dollar What you see what you hear is a different story Always keep a pair of roses if you know you’re sorry