Knxwledge - POV/BML (prod. Dan Song/ Knxwledge) lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay Diem] It's that n***a, flat top packed in a cap n***a Pump to the back of a punk in the back of a Lac if he makes that yack n***a Like Kendrick Lamar, aka Benz is to me just a car On the edge of my street but see that's just so far I said if I made it past it pray it was ‘matic go out and chill with the stars Like that's the plan Pop packed me inside the van 101 in that bank account, and mama ain't think we would make it out Sometimes life wanna make you shout but I still remember those days Eating canned beans, watching movie scenes, wishing I was out in LA So [Chorus: Jay Diem] My POV Baby get into my POV I could put you in a movie scene, being a star that's so serene I could make you a celebrity over night [Verse 2: Jay Diem] Lights camera action Pinup girl posed up for Maxim No time for the love and pa**ion Little red light better get to acting Then its split up time, I live with my pops what a pick up line 17 rap like Im 20 something Probably end up like 20 bumming And like 20 Hummers 20 house notes and its all for nothing 20 new chains and they all for stuntin' 20 new songs and they all for frontin' I suppose it seems I lost my way but I'm still standing here with a can of beans wishing I was out in LA So [Chorus] POV- Perversion Of Vision (Beginning of BML) [Verse 1: Jay Diem] Staring at the back of the Black Mona Lisa Light brown skin, slim jeans and t-shirt Dark brown hair, good jeans in her features Say she like my jams got my name on a t-shirt, cool That's what up, what you want to get into? My daddy raised a saint but were all rather sinful We'd all rather limos, but we'd all cop a Benz I ain't saying that you settlin' but you should settle in with me But don't get comfortable cause I got business So Mona Lisa I hope you ain't moaning for a friendship Cause this is what that isn't And it is what it is, cause Im in town for the night and you'll never see me again That's life, how we try to make love and just act indifferent Im leaving in the morning and I ain't leaving the digits So please, make this memory last like we never lived it Or never live it again, so in the case that I miss you Pull out your camera phone, cross your hands, and take this picture You're my Black Mona Lisa