Point Of View Songtext
(Kyri got the beat in the bag)
QRN, yeah
Skrrt off, change the channel, my dog, Gucci sweater
Two double cups, change the weather, birds of a feather together
Open fire like a rebel, can't leave the house with no hammer
Your broad, I stamp, we whippin' Hannah Montana
You gotta see it from my point of view
Be in front the heater of the car, watch how they point at you
QRN, yeah
Skrrt off, change the channel, my dog, Gucci sweater
Two double cups, change the weather, birds of a feather together
Open fire like a rebel, can't leave the house with no hammer
Your broad, I stamp, we whippin' Hannah Montana
You gotta see it from my point of view
Be in front the heater of the car, watch how they point at you
Speedin' AMG, got it in sport while I be countin' blues
Different reasons why I jumped from off the porch, do what you gotta do
Different seasons, catch me drippin' in Dior while rockin' Prada shoes
She will say it 'til she play it, I can't save her
Panoramic roof on the Porsche truck
On my shit, number two, ran up my paper
Totin' blicks after school, how we was raised up
Shit hit the fan, you gon' see that you'll be all on your own
They love you while you got them bands, don't give a fuck when you broke
Go to the can and catch some time, watch how your man fuck your ho
Why the hell we get fucked over and we stick to the code?
I wanna know (Woo) why they kick it with these rats on the low
You got some racks, then they don't care if you'll rat in a post
He just tryna get him some cash, so he sell crack on the low
I know the feelin' of them niggas posted by Julio's
Down to your low, pockets hurtin', might go rob you a store
Police out early, steady swervin', got me tuckin' my pole
At Sunday service with my bottle smellin' like straight dro
In your eyes, she be a model, but to me, she a ho, that's how it go
You gotta see it from my point of view
Be in front the heater of the car, watch how they point at you
Speedin' AMG, got it in sport while I be countin' blues
Different reasons why I jumped from off the porch, do what you gotta do
Different seasons, catch me drippin' in Dior while rockin' Prada shoes
She will say it 'til she play it, I can't save her
Panoramic roof on the Porsche truck
On my shit, number two, ran up my paper
Totin' blicks after school, how we was raised up
They sent a blitz at my big cousin, my best friend since we was youngins
Hurt like a bitch, I seen it comin' and these sticks, they rusty cutters
Hittin' licks down in the gutter, can't put no bitch before my brother
I'm gettin' rich while I'm in trouble, break down a brick, then make it double
All he know is sling iron (Brrah), this shit a shame, you do this shit for a name
It's niggas out here on they dick who pay they bills off cocaine
Sippin' lean and poppin' pills the only way I could think
This shit get real inside the field, it's kind of hard to maintain
I'm lookin' for somebody real, I'm goin' through a heartbreak
I showed somebody I was real, it left with me heartache
My vision finally super clear, I peep the real from the fake
I get up chasin' dollar bills, that's every day that I wake, like, what you say?
You gotta see it from my point of view
Be in front the heater of the car, watch how they point at you
Speedin' AMG, got it in sport while I be countin' blues
Different reasons why I jumped from off the porch, do what you gotta do
Different seasons, catch me drippin' in Dior while rockin' Prada shoes
She will say it 'til she play it, I can't save her
Panoramic roof on the Porsche truck
On my shit, number two, ran up my paper
Totin' blicks after school, how we was raised up
Different reasons why I jumped from off the porch, do what you gotta do
Different seasons, catch me drippin' in Dior while rockin' Prada shoes
She will say it 'til she play it, I can't save her
Panoramic roof on the Porsche truck
On my shit, number two, ran up my paper
Totin' blicks after school, how we was raised up
Shit hit the fan, you gon' see that you'll be all on your own
They love you while you got them bands, don't give a fuck when you broke
Go to the can and catch some time, watch how your man fuck your ho
Why the hell we get fucked over and we stick to the code?
I wanna know (Woo) why they kick it with these rats on the low
You got some racks, then they don't care if you'll rat in a post
He just tryna get him some cash, so he sell crack on the low
I know the feelin' of them niggas posted by Julio's
Down to your low, pockets hurtin', might go rob you a store
Police out early, steady swervin', got me tuckin' my pole
At Sunday service with my bottle smellin' like straight dro
In your eyes, she be a model, but to me, she a ho, that's how it go
You gotta see it from my point of view
Be in front the heater of the car, watch how they point at you
Speedin' AMG, got it in sport while I be countin' blues
Different reasons why I jumped from off the porch, do what you gotta do
Different seasons, catch me drippin' in Dior while rockin' Prada shoes
She will say it 'til she play it, I can't save her
Panoramic roof on the Porsche truck
On my shit, number two, ran up my paper
Totin' blicks after school, how we was raised up
They sent a blitz at my big cousin, my best friend since we was youngins
Hurt like a bitch, I seen it comin' and these sticks, they rusty cutters
Hittin' licks down in the gutter, can't put no bitch before my brother
I'm gettin' rich while I'm in trouble, break down a brick, then make it double
All he know is sling iron (Brrah), this shit a shame, you do this shit for a name
It's niggas out here on they dick who pay they bills off cocaine
Sippin' lean and poppin' pills the only way I could think
This shit get real inside the field, it's kind of hard to maintain
I'm lookin' for somebody real, I'm goin' through a heartbreak
I showed somebody I was real, it left with me heartache
My vision finally super clear, I peep the real from the fake
I get up chasin' dollar bills, that's every day that I wake, like, what you say?
You gotta see it from my point of view
Be in front the heater of the car, watch how they point at you
Speedin' AMG, got it in sport while I be countin' blues
Different reasons why I jumped from off the porch, do what you gotta do
Different seasons, catch me drippin' in Dior while rockin' Prada shoes
She will say it 'til she play it, I can't save her
Panoramic roof on the Porsche truck
On my shit, number two, ran up my paper
Totin' blicks after school, how we was raised up
