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rx papi - point of view lyrics

[verse]
in the field all day like victor cruz
back on the wall, ain’t got sh_t to lose
can’t play both sides, you got to choose
gotta stick to the code and follow rules
if your man shoot then you follow suit
that’s the typa sh_t that you gotta do
i had to ask auntie “you want one or two? ’cause i know how the f_ck you move”
these n_ggas won’t do what i do
this a wagon, this not a coupe
say i talk a lil’ fast when i’m off the boot
to be honest, i don’t even wan’ talk to you
i be high as the f_ck in every interview
only jesus can get my point of view
you gotta be in a 747 to get this high
and rob four mannequins to get this fly
said her man got money, but that b_tch lied
wе always get even, wе don’t let sh_t slide
the beef get quiet, it don’t just die
i just pray in the end n0body testify
when i walk out the house the gl!ck on my side
ynw melly, murder on my mind
these p_ssy n_ggas flagging and lying
i’m a street n_gga, i can’t deny it
big papi locster, i ain’t hiding
5.56 hit your block and divide it
we drac’d the f_ck up when we sliding
this b_tch look like a ovo concert
my b_tch told me i should be more concious
i feel like kanye when he wildin’
f_ck cnn and nbc
every law enforcement can s.m.d
i feel like n.w.a. and eazy_e before they find out he had hiv
i wish ray charles could switch places with me, ’cause that n_gga ain’t never seen the sh_t i seen
i wake up out my sleep, having bad dreams
i don’t know if it’s pops, [?] or maybe a demon
sh_t f_ck with me so much, i ain’t even sleep
my b_tch looking at me like i’m tweakin’
you don’t think half the sh_t i’m thinking
if i was drowning, then leave me sinking
i will rob the sh_t out a n_gga for no reason
pockets full of money, i don’t even need it
i guess that’s just in my demeanor
slithery as f_ck and greedy
i will rob any f_cking body, i feel like tr3yway shotti
free that n_gga tr3yway shotti
run down on you and get on your body
i feel like jay in marcy projects
all my jewelry on, dare a b_tch to rob me
these n_ggas move like dennis rodman
speak up when you talking, i beg you, pardon
say it with your chest, you kevin hartin’
these n_ggas funny as sh_t like martin
when you see me talking stop talking
this a foreign, i am not walkin’

- rx papi

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