the defet of p diddy

(Verse 1) Yeah, I pull up in the whip, you know I’m lookin’ clean, Got the ice on my wrist, you know I’m living the dream. You talkin’ big game, but you ain’t got the heart, I’m a predator, you prey, boy, this ain’t even art. You flexin’ on the gram, but your pockets lookin’ slim, Claimin’ you the king, but you know you just pretend. Got that savage mentality, I’m a beast in the booth, You can’t handle the truth, I’m the proof, no excuse. You throwin’ shade, but I shine like a diamond, I’m the one they fear, you just a joke, no timing. Step to me, boy, you’ll get schooled in the game, I’m the real deal, you just a name with no fame. (Verse 2) I’m stacking these chips while you’re wasting your breath, You’re a ghost in the night, man, you’re dead, that’s a fact. I’m the savage on the rise, you can’t touch my grind, Leave you lost in the dust, you’re just a waste of my time. You think you got bars? Nah, you barely got a line, I’m the one with the hustle, I’m the one on the climb. So keep your little comments, I’m too busy to care, 21 ways to diss, boy, I’m already there.