P.O.V.

P.O.V., kilos in my Maybach

Take Amtrac down south then she flies back

My connect has ponytails tied back

I just hit 6 mil behind Tyvek

They content create, I despise that

I create content then they tries that

Run these jewels, there's rules

I don't buy back

I've topped all these lists

Where's my prize at?

 

Ayo, find somebody dead in the gutter, yo ass shook

I found my first dead muh'fucka, look like a crook

And now, before that body drop, I look him in the eyes

Blood drained from his face, look like a Halloween disguise

 

But, then I went back to the cracks, I cracked, sell it

The packaging was swift so I made it tailor the essence

Lookin' like a sailor the way y'all failed to protect it

Strong in shock, that's 'cause there's two "S"'s in every message

 

And anybody testin' me finna get a reception

Y'all look like Amber way y'all always be messagin' "help me"

No annotations are needed, they cheated way that I see it

We sellin' out to Colombia, pack it and then lease it

 

My bars go deep, way I talk in an accent

You people walkin' away like you wasn't parked in a past tense

You sayin' "I did this" or "I did that"

But me, I'm more "I do this", but "I do rap"

Okay

 

P.O.V., kilos in my Maybach

Take Amtrac down south then she flies back

My connect has ponytails tied back

I just hit 6 mil behind Tyvek

They content create, I despise that

I create content then they tries that

Run these jewels, there's rules

I don't buy back

I've topped all these lists

Where's my prize at?