AP The Gift - Kill It

Yeah, huh, heard they been waiting for this one
Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah, ayy, heh, AP
Thought I was gone, guess these niggas was sleep
On the air mat, used to write all my feats
Got off my ass and I got on my feet
Ain't shit broke, but your mindset
I've been walking now, catch me flying jets
Running up, buying assets
Them haters ain't smart, they ain't thinkin' like me
Guess if I was them, I'd be trying to compete with myself
Read all my exes, put them on the shelf
I watch my enemies just like an elf
But I got a secret gift
Tell them, follow my lead and we jump the cliff
Know they scared, but I'm catching my fall
TwoK the clique on my niggas, gon' ball
Four bars, I kill it, ain't dropping no call
I hit and record got her dropping her draws like
Kill it, kill it, kill it
Go to work on the beat like
Kill that shit
Tryna see what it seem like
Kill that shit
To be number one at the top
You know I can't stop, you know
I'm a kill that shit
Tryna vibe with my fans, we up in the stands
You know that we be like
Kill that shit
Yeah, ATL livin' fasho
They tried to close it, my foot in the door
They tried to tell me they canceled my show
Promoters be fake, so I know how it go
I'd rather stack up my cheese, get this on my own
Boy, you so fake, heard you dissin' my flow
I tried to give you a flyer, boy, you retired
You know your shit gettin' old
I chase my wildest desires, might need some pliers
I just might loosen your bolt
With the crew I ain't breakin' the code
Know my whole team can vouch for me
It's the way that you sit on your ass
Complain and eat on the couch for me
Tried to put a couple niggas on
But they ain't have the hustle in 'em you see
I was bad down in the Ville
Ayy, born I was really in the field
Put in work, I ain't doin' no drills
Independent shit, we ain't signin' no deals, yeah
Unless you wanna end up in a pickle
Boy, I know you not hard, you just really fickle
Call your girl and she give me that tickle, tickle
She a dime, but I treat her just like a nickel
Thought I was gone, guess these niggas was sleep
On the air mat, used to write all my feats
Got off my ass and I got on my feet
Ain't shit broke, but your mindset
I've been walking now, catch me flying jets
Running up, buying assets
Them haters ain't smart, they ain't thinkin' like me
Guess if I was them, I'd be trying to compete with myself
Read all my exes, put them on the shelf
I watch my enemies just like an elf
But I got a secret gift
Tell them, follow my lead and we jump the cliff
Know they scared, but I'm catching my fall
TwoK the clique on my niggas, gon' ball
Four bars, I kill it, ain't dropping no call
I hit and record got her dropping her draws like
Kill it, kill it, kill it
Go to work on the beat like
Kill that shit
Tryna see what it seem like
Kill that shit
To be number one at the top
You know I can't stop, you know
I'm a kill that shit
Tryna vibe with my fans, we up in the stands
You know that we be like
Kill that shit yeah
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it yeah
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it okay
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it yeah
Kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it, kill it
Kill that shit, AP

Written by:
SLIMEBALL AP

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