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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 lyrics

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