[Intro] don't feel sad that you don’t yet feel P
Even I underrated P
[verse 1]
-Gave you a few proofs so you can go
N let me know if ever you need some mo
-suppose for you it’s not easy to believe
That your nigga really could be all the shit you perceive
-so knuckled down proved my work ethic over n again
Schoolfields in cornhours, going against the grain
-ran in the sun a lot was tryna stay legit
N when that didn’t work, was down for all the shits
-It’s Love bro, ideally love your cynic on my side
But to doubt me in front of kids, the shit that hurt my pride
-hard to accept you’ll sit n watch me roll in shit
Not tone dеaf every-single-movе screams to your unbelief
-all the yapping on that table, I long forgave
My fault for tryna give y’all blessings that’s twice your age
-all love and since I hate the doubt scribbled in your eyes
Prove you wrong, if it’s the last thing I do before I die
[Chorus]
While Ill do whatever to fund my dreams
Doesn’t include me pledging my gold to pigs
Again big brother thanks for this Sensei shit
From you learnt a lot i think
It’s a different spiritual event Fucking with P
Me to explain myself to a kid?
Then you ain’t feeling P
Willing to settle, guess I wasn’t really feeling P
[verse 2]
-tried to settle lotta times, god just wasn’t having it
Birthright, on sale for (meat) stew, Jacobs wasn’t taking it
-250 gees, Niggas who should know my worth, refused to punt
Here’s your L, think n grow more you amateur
-Just another drug dealer you think
The One Premium Grader
-street price was 50 cents
Retailed for 3 dollars
-and retailed them per user five packs each
Should look impressed, ran the dopeboy like Merrill lynch
-be afraid old Baker
Here to take all your baguettes
-don’t get a chance on my attack, Rip your soft underbelly
I’m a Vet, I know my anatomy
-and for the catch I’m hauling in
Big trawler copping!
-max respect to the old dawgs
Where would the culture be
-but if MI is like Kendrick
I’m really more like Jay
-n while a lil while before me he might have came
{Hi} angels, have Jude the Baptist gently clear the stage
You know what it is mehn
You’re gonna feel P, one way or the other
You’re gonna feel P
I’ll make sure of that
[verse 3]
-what good is it redoing96 when I can start my shit
From 2‘13, when Rocafella split
-tried to settle lotta times, god just wasn’t having it
Gx Lexus when biggest buddy was an LX Gee
-all the money I brought in
Did it all inside two weeks
-Mayor ll tell, went all accounts in
Really easy getting money for human nature prodigy
-rare chance to invest with P
Lil homie joked to slave for him
-brought a delu-sory dream
Guess was too good for him to see
-me be pained? No, Man’s just a pup
What you ain’t notice was how I stood my shoulders up
-even smiled, saw his eyes sparkle (im)gonna feast on Chibs
Lil homie must have felt like he shark tank or something
- close-minded, Ryan Lee
He got a baby shark in him
-coulda been cofounder, was willing to acquiesce
Now my investors the biggest boys with whom he’d love to chill
[Chorus]
While Ill do whatever to fund my dreams
Doesn’t include me pledging my gold to pigs
If you want me to explain myself to a kid
Then you ain’t feeling P
Again big brother thanks for this shit
God saved me when I wasn’t really feeling P
Willing to settle, guess I wasn’t really feeling P
[outro]
And if you ain’t signed up yet it’s cool
I guess you ain’t yet feeling P. don’t worry you’ll get there. The only dreamy I am is dreamy handsome haha