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Performed By: AP GREG
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Gregory Chevalier
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AP GREG - Project AP Lyrics
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Turn me up in the head phones
This that ap project project ap
Don't trust often drives you crazy
Just want to work hard
Just want to smoke good
Do big boy shit
Rep for my hood
And I been bossing up on shit if you been wondering
My Philly homie let em fly that boy like Donovan
You say my name you might get lit up like an ornament
Im on a flight right back to London like Saint John again
And I'm that sound that's in the sky when it be thundering
Im the type of nigga came up out the basement
I'm the type of nigga kept it real there was faking
Im the type of nigga plugged in with the hatians
You aint got to thank me out of love it was Nathan
You aint got to save me ima thug out the Navy
Never ungrateful cause God knows im grateful
Weighing em down then im packing em up
Then we taking the rest and we sacking em up
I am not trying to hang only dapping them up
I be popping my shit but be backing it up
Take it up top I be taxing it up
Blowing it all is you stacking or what
Act like a bitch is you plastic or what
Survival of fittest you lasting or what
It done started as a dream it aint no dream no more
All that love don't be authentic like it seem I know
I can still go double back and serve them fiends for low
Double checking double back on them and squeeze some more
I just handle my business
They can't do it I did it
I get to it I get it
And I stay out my feelings
This shit get crucial all across the board
You triple team me still can't stop the boy
This that project ap ap project
Won't let ig get me processed
F*ck them f*ck boys get them opps wet
Picked up her stress made me toxic
And I been super underground I might be new to you
I drew on all them ugly nights and made it beautiful
And you can't stick onto my team if it aint super glue
And if you hear them say I'm pussy then they fooling you
I think expansion feel entitled to get my mom a mansion
Its no relaxing bitch im active stash it in a mattress
I snatch a actress give her back cause I aint for attachments
Real bastard daddy died it taught me I'm the answer
It done started as a dream it aint no dream no more
All that love don't be authentic like it seem I know
I can still go double back and serve them fiends for low
Double checking double back on them and squeeze some more
I just handle my business
They can't do it I did it
I get to it I get it
And I stay out my feelings
This shit get crucial all across the board
You triple team me still can't stop the boy
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English

Turn me up in the head phones
This that ap project project ap
Don't trust often drives you crazy
Just want to work hard
Just want to smoke good
Do big boy shit
Rep for my hood
And I been bossing up on shit if you been wondering
My Philly homie let em fly that boy like Donovan
You say my name you might get lit up like an ornament
Im on a flight right back to London like Saint John again
And I'm that sound that's in the sky when it be thundering
Im the type of nigga came up out the basement
I'm the type of nigga kept it real there was faking
Im the type of nigga plugged in with the hatians
You aint got to thank me out of love it was Nathan
You aint got to save me ima thug out the Navy
Never ungrateful cause God knows im grateful
Weighing em down then im packing em up
Then we taking the rest and we sacking em up
I am not trying to hang only dapping them up
I be popping my shit but be backing it up
Take it up top I be taxing it up
Blowing it all is you stacking or what
Act like a bitch is you plastic or what
Survival of fittest you lasting or what
It done started as a dream it aint no dream no more
All that love don't be authentic like it seem I know
I can still go double back and serve them fiends for low
Double checking double back on them and squeeze some more
I just handle my business
They can't do it I did it
I get to it I get it
And I stay out my feelings
This shit get crucial all across the board
You triple team me still can't stop the boy
This that project ap ap project
Won't let ig get me processed
F*ck them f*ck boys get them opps wet
Picked up her stress made me toxic
And I been super underground I might be new to you
I drew on all them ugly nights and made it beautiful
And you can't stick onto my team if it aint super glue
And if you hear them say I'm pussy then they fooling you
I think expansion feel entitled to get my mom a mansion
Its no relaxing bitch im active stash it in a mattress
I snatch a actress give her back cause I aint for attachments
Real bastard daddy died it taught me I'm the answer
It done started as a dream it aint no dream no more
All that love don't be authentic like it seem I know
I can still go double back and serve them fiends for low
Double checking double back on them and squeeze some more
I just handle my business
They can't do it I did it
I get to it I get it
And I stay out my feelings
This shit get crucial all across the board
You triple team me still can't stop the boy
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Writer: Gregory Chevalier
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