AP The Gift - In It To Win It

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Yuh yuh ayy yuh ayy
Man I had to stand up for this one
It's been a minute look
I cannot fake it, I'm in it to win it
Soon as you make it, they wanna come spend it
I do not care about no diamonds or pendants
I ran up this check, did this shit independent
Remember them nights I ain't have not a penny
Now I got dimes in the back pourin' Henny
Man, it's so crazy how fake turn to friendly
Been smokin' so much, I get high as a chimney
Won't drink no lean, no, I don't do the percs
Hop in the stu, off a blunt, go to work
No, I don't check for your bitch
But she lurk on the kid man, don't sweat it, it is what it is
Thought you was poppin', it's really just fizz
You want a feature, then handle your bizz
Feel like Jacquees twenty-one with no kids
I whip every beat, you should call me a whiz, yeah
Ayy, cause I'm cookin' up magic
And I feel fantastic, never goin' plastic
Got a good brain, know, I'm keepin' it scholastic
I'm the one, not the two, don't try that
Yeah, ayy, and if you walkin' out my life, don't come back
And that's facts, if you ever did me dirty, know you can't shake me
Grindin' every day until the Lord say, take me
Nowadays, niggas stay strapped for the safety
But it's sad cause they movin' so hasty
Man I knew I was destined to get it
Felt it in my spirit, I shoot for the sky with no limit
Know life gave me lemons, I turned it to lemonade
No cap
I cannot fake it, I'm in it to win it
Soon as you make it, they wanna come spend it
I do not care about no diamonds or pendants
I ran up this check, did this shit independent
Remember them nights I ain't have not a penny
Now I got dimes in the back pourin' Henny
Man, it's so crazy how fake turn to friendly
Been smokin' so much, I get high as a chimney
Won't drink no lean, no, I don't do the percs
Hop in the stu, off a blunt, go to work
No, I don't check for your bitch
But she lurk on the kid man, don't sweat it, it is what it is
Thought you was poppin', it's really just fizz
You want a feature, then handle your bizz
Feel like Jacquees twenty-one with no kids
I whip every beat, you should call me a whiz, yeah
Ayy, I'm in it to win it, in it to win it, in it to win it
Tryna count up my digits, count up my guap, count up my guap
I'm in it to win it, in it to win it, I'm in it to win it
In it, yeah, in it, yeah, ayy

Written by:
SLIMEBALL AP

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