POV lyrics

[Intro: Yo Gotti]
Ayy, ayy, what that sh*t mean when I be seein' like POV on everything, like?
Aw, yeah, like, okay (Gangsta Grizzill)
From my point of view
b*tches showin' they ass on that 'Gram ain't that cute
From my point of view
POV
Your hand out and you ain't hustlin', you ain't a man
From my point of view, I'm just sayin'
POV

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
If my opinion matter, which I think it doesn't
No respect for you lame-ass n*ggas not hustlin' (Lame-ass)
For the money, I've seen a b*tch cross her cousin (Damn, ho)
For a bag, b*tch, you basically out here f*ckin' for nothin'
From my point of view
For a bag, b*tch, you basically out here f*ckin' for nothin'
Your followers match your likes, but your likes don't match your dollars
No furniture in your apartment, but you fresh as hell in Prada
You would die for a Birkin (You would die for a Birkin)
So, b*tch, you ain't livin' for a purpose
I'm just sayin', this just me, this from my POV
Maybe I'm wrong, maybe you right, but then again, it's your life
You can live it how you wanna, f*ck on who you wanna, when you wanna
f*ck these n*ggas, you might not want 'em in your corner
That's just my point of view (That's just my perspective, you feel me?)
My point of view (You feel me?)
POV
[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Get money, stack it up
Talk big, back it up (What?)
Tough talk, I had enough (Who that?)
Your gangster ain't really addin' up (Hah)
How you stand down? You got touched (Woo)
You shook
Deal ain't really a good look (At all), so look
That sh*t'll make you throw your life away
Feel you got the right-of-way
I'd agree with you if I was in these streets with you
Why I bagged up
This sh*t wasn't really addin' up (You feel me?)
n*ggas act tough, you smash 'em, they lock your ass up
The suspects turn to victims real quick (Turn to pussies)
Yeah, these gangster-ass n*ggas will snitch
Press charges (Charges), point the finger at you (They pointin' at you)
In the courtroom (Courtroom), I thought they wanted pressure (No pressure)
I thought they wanted war (War)
I thought they handle it in the street and try to up the score (Nah)
Instead they send a detective just to your front door
I know the procedure
I'm Big Gotti, I don't tote this Draco for leisure
Don't make me up this FN and start squeezin'
Have him Harlem Shakin' like he havin' a seizure (Doin' the Diddy Bop)
But again, I'ma say, I been out the way (Way)
And I don't wanna hurt nobody, so don't play (On God)
I been playin' with them alphabets, A's and K's, C, M, and G's
From my POV, none of these n*ggas street, for real
IGA, hundred-million-dollar deal
BET, "F.N.F." in M-E-M
Then we hit the AMAs, mobbin' with a lot of K's
Mobbin' with a lot of hood millionaires, we made a way
And I'm they favorite rapper rapper, and I don't really rap, though
I'm damn near on JAY level, but I'm still strapped, though
And I don't mean that literally, but you n*ggas is feelin' me
Basically I made it out, but that street sh*t still in me
From my point of view
Get money, f*ck these n*ggas, do you (What else? What else?)
From my point of view (POV)
Nowadays, you gotta ask, "You want the money? I want you"
From my point of view (Damn)
Your family act like strangers or put your ass in danger
From my point of view (Gangsta Grizzill)
[Outro: Yo Gotti]
sh*t hard