Clipse, Tyler, The Creator, Pusha T, Malice - P.O.V.

POV kilos in my Maybach Take Amtrak down south, then she flies back My connect has ponytails tied back I just hit six mill' 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?

All I see is sixty-day stars and twenty-year thousandaires Not enough shoppin', whole lot of browsing there's My reinvention, I know you thinking, "How's it fair?" You stream kings, but you'll never fit a crowd in there Supreme team parallels when the powder clears I seen things that I'm still not even proud to share You Zeus network bitches, you hear me loud and clear Get these fifty-five hundred a host and niggas out of here Sand color Rolls-Royce, we like Saudis here The only Audi here is driven by my au pair Ghostface with the wrist, bird falconer Willy Falcon, trunk full of talcum here Shotgun with your ex, feels like Malcolm's near Send a hit through a text, ain't no shouting here Bypass MIA, too much kraut in there I spent summers with connects, love that mountain air

POV kilos in my Maybach Take Amtrak down south, then she flies back My connect has ponytails tied back I just hit six mill' 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? (Yeah, okay)

Call me Mr. Brella how I weather the storm (Yeah) At forty-three milli', I peel off like an orange (Vroom) I got deaf and blind bitches tryna see what it do (That's funny) Lil' feature niggas threaten to sue (That's funny) Tell your lawyer to set the fee (Send it) LaFerrari doors open up like it's therapy (Uh) That number ain't bread to me (It's yours) That million is crumbs, you bitches is bums I'm not a tough guy, I'm a fly boy, them bees get you stung Oh, nah, nah, nah, yeah, they will buzz for me Tricky niggas puzzle me I could never buy a bitch a Birkin 'cause she pussy me (Uh) I got homes I ain't sleep in, the options My niggas push, keep dirty white moving like mosh pits They watching, I'm like white piss the way I pop shit I need God to play the lead in my biopic (Hahaha) The curse of the zeros Where you become the devil or the tap-dancing negro I came to terms that I'ma probably outgrow my hero Come get with me

POV kilos in my Maybach Take Amtrak down south, then she flies back My connect has ponytails tied back I just hit six mill' 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?

If they had to weigh the operation, call it obese I mix it like Mahomes, then I tell 'em go deep The ragtop drop, playing hide and go seek The Bentley leather match the pipe and that's the motif Just to think I built a rap career off an OZ I'm watching new niggas rap just to OD If I didn't give you both sides, I wouldn't be me I was the only one to walk away and really be free As far as I'm concerned, I do really be he I can open up my closet with the skeleton key If I lied to myself, I could sell it to me I done sung along with rappers I never believed Came back for the money, that's the devil in me Had to hide it from the church, that's the Jekyll in me I never thought twice what the pressure would be 'Cause nigga, change look just like oppression to me

POV kilos in my Maybach Take Amtrak down south, then she flies back My connect has ponytails tied back I just hit six mill' 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?