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Stream “P.O.V.”: https://ffm.to/letgodsortemout New Album 'Let God Sort Em Out' Out Now Vinyl / CD / Cassette / Merch: https://letgodsortemout.com/ Follow Clipse Instagram:   / clipse   TikTok:   / clipse   Twitter: https://x.com/clipse Lyrics 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 mil 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 60 day stars and 20 year thousandaires Not enough shoppin’, whole lot of browsingaires 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 a hosting * 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 though 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 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 mil 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, OK Call me Mr. Brella how I weather the storm F40, 3 milly, I peel off like an orange I got deaf and blind * trying to see what it do Little feature, * threaten to sue me Tell your lawyer to set the fee LaFerrari doors open up like its 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 you tricky * puzzle me I could never buy a * a Birkin cause she * 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 * the way I pop * 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 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 mil 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 rag top drop, playin’ hide and go seek The Bentley leather match the piping, 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 pressure would be Cause * chains look just like oppression to me 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 mil 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? #Clipse #PushaT #Malice #Pharrell #TylerTheCreator