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 with 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 nobody testify
When I walk out the house the glick on my side
YNW Melly, murder on my mind
These pus*y 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, cuz 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'