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P.O.V.

Clipse, Tyler, The Creator, Pusha T & Malice

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Clipse

Vocals

Tyler, The Creator

Tyler, The Creator

Vocals

Pusha T

Vocals

Malice

Vocals

Mike Larson

Programming

Voices of Fire

Choir

Bishop Ezekiel Williams

Bishop Ezekiel Williams

Choir Director

Larry George

Choir Director

Jazmine Canales

Jazmine Canales

Alto

Trenise Holloman

Trenise Holloman

Alto

Maria Rosado

Alto

Colette Williams

Colette Williams

Alto

Megan Buhmann

Soprano

T. Alexandria Gray

T. Alexandria Gray

Soprano

Lauren Hendrick

Lauren Hendrick

Soprano

Alrenzo Albritton

Alrenzo Albritton

Tenor

Jahzeel Mumford

Jahzeel Mumford

Tenor

Richard Adlam

Programming

Hal Ritson

Programming

Replay Heaven

Keyboards

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tyler Okonma

Composer

Terrence Thornton

Terrence Thornton

Composer

Gene Thornton

Composer

Pharrell Williams

Pharrell Williams

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Pharrell Williams

Pharrell Williams

Producer

Mike Larson

Recording Engineer

Rob Ulsh

Recording Engineer

Manny Marroquin

Manny Marroquin

Mixing Engineer

Trey Station

Assistant Engineer

Anthony J Vilchis

Anthony J Vilchis

Assistant Engineer

Zach Pereyra

Mastering Engineer

Jim Parroco

Assistant Engineer

Kevin Madigan

Immersive Mixing Engineer

Ramiro Fernandez-Seoane

Ramiro Fernandez-Seoane

Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

P.O.V., kilos in my Maybach

Take Amtrak down south then she flies back

My connect has ponytails tied back

I just hit 6 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?

[Verse 1]

All I see is 60-day stars and 20-year thousand-aires

Not enough shoppin', whole lot of browsin'-aires

My reinvention, I know you thinkin', "How's it fair?"

You stream kings but you 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 ****, you hear me loud and clear

Get these fifty-five-hundred-to-host-a-**** 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 falconaire

Willy Falcon, trunk full of talcum here

Shotgun wit' ya ex, feels like Malcolm's near

Send a hit through a text, ain't no shoutin' here

Bypass M.I.A., too much crowd in there

I spent summers wit' connects, love that mountain air

[Chorus]

P.O.V., kilos in my Maybach

Take Amtrak down south then she flies back

My connect has ponytails tied back

I just hit 6 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?

[Verse 2]

Yeah, okay

Call me Mr. Brella how I weather the storm

F40, 3 milly, I peel off like an orange

I got deaf and blind bitches trying to see what it do

Little feature **** threaten to sue

Tell your lawyer to set the fee

LaFerrari doors open up like it's therapy

That number ain't bread to me

That million is crumbs, you **** is bums

I'm not a tough guy, I'm a Flower Boy, them bees get you stung

Oh, nah, nah, nah, yeah, they will buzz for me

Tricky **** puzzle me

I could never buy a bitch a Birkin 'cause she fucking me

I got homes I ain't sleep in, the options

My **** Push keep dirty white moving like mosh pits

They watching, I'm like white bitches the way I pop shit

I need God to play the lead in my biopic

The curse of the zeros

When you become the Devil or the tap dancing negro

I came to terms that I'ma probably outgrow my heroes

Come get with me

[Chorus]

P.O.V., kilos in my Maybach

Take Amtrak down south then she flies back

My connect has ponytails tied back

I just hit 6 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?

[Verse 3]

If they had to weigh the operation, call it obese

I mix it like Mahomes, then I tell 'em go deep

The rag top drop, playin' 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 watchin' new **** rap just to O.D.

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 a skeleton key

If I lie to myself, I can 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 **** chains look just like oppression to me

[Chorus]

P.O.V., kilos in my Maybach

Take Amtrak down south then she flies back

My connect has ponytails tied back

I just hit 6 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?

Written by: Gene Thornton, Pharrell Williams, Terrence Thornton, Tyler Okonma

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