OBK - P.O.V

Different a point of view
Don't point a finger three of dem are point back at you
You live yo life wit no love that what we gotta do
Broken heart and tragedy that's what we going through
Searching for the sun in a rainy day ain't gotta clue
So what we gotta do
One view is these heartbreaks
Trying to keep him close he ain't know he gave you heartache
She was trying to love but he feeling they should part ways
She can't even talk voice tremble made her heart shake
But now she screaming out for help
She trynna find different ways just to heal herself
She carry all dis pain she don't know who to tell
Her life a living hell
Fighting demons in a cell
She need a wishing well yeah
Let me tell you bout my brother his point of view is different
But we understand each other He trynna make himself better but once he
started doing that they say he moving different
He really just don't get He need a intermission
Life or death that his decision He ain't care for they're forgiveness
So why is they mad at you
Brother calling my phone say they acting new
Let 'em leave if they leave it's gone hurt too
But if they leave fuck them niggas they ain't for you
Imma stand by yo side dat's the dam truth
Dat's what I'm gone do
Different a point of view
Don't point a finger three of dem are point back at you
You live yo life wit no love that what we gotta do
Broken heart and tragedy that's what we going through
Searching for the sun in a rainy day ain't gotta clue
So what we gotta do
Mental fights is the last view Can't tell me what I'm going through
I talk to myself I'm tripping They really will never get it
I had to close myself in a room N keep my distance
Cuz my mind way to twisted Put my gun up hit his fitted
This the streets lil Nigga it's survival of the fittest
Dark nights dark thoughts all mix together
Stormy days go outside cuz I'm under weather
Ain't nothing getting better Lil bitch I'm way to feed up
We all got our battles ain't shit you can tell us
So everybody fighting gone head keep you head up
Different a point of view
Don't point a finger three of dem are point back at you
You live yo life with no love that what we gotta do
Broken heart and tragedy that's what we going through
Searching for the sun in a rainy day ain't gotta clue
So what we gotta do
Different a point of view
Don't point a finger three of dem are point back at you
You live yo life wit no love that what we gotta do
Broken heart and tragedy that's what we going through
Searching for the sun in a rainy day ain't gotta clue
So what we gotta do

Written by:
John Koroma

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