AP (feat. CB)

With you

It feel right when I'm with you

Feel right when I'm with you

Feel right when I'm with you

I can't help myself, it feel right when I'm with you

We done bent a few corners, some things they never knew

I was right there, I don't fight cause you don't fight fair

Speaking from my soul, I feel defeated, still uh rock the undefeated

Felt the weight of the world upon my shoulders

Certain things, you just don't get over

Heart heavy like a boulder, don't play with me, won't play with you

I been feeling colder at this point, I don't know her

AP on the wrist, and you still can't get my time

Damn, doing 15, and it feel like life

Gotta keep this bitch a Louie purse gon hold my pipe

Birkin got a fire on it, better hold it tight

Nine gonna throw his Four up, slidin' with my slime

Slidin' with my, slidin' with my shootas

Yeah that **** died for all that shit, that he done threw up

Got all these percs inside my body, I done threw up

Shit they wouldn't make it from that place, a **** grew up

**** wanna walk inside my spot, then pick these shoes up

I just want head, baby, can't be boo'd up

That opp shit to his head, left his body in that cooler

Necklace and this bracelet, cost a hunnid keep a ruler

I keep a ruler, ayy

AP on the wrist, and you still can't get my time

Damn, doing 15, and it feel like life

Gotta keep this bitch a Louie Purse gon hold my pipe

Birkin got a fire on it, better hold it tight

I gotta grind to my next move

What shine brighter than the moon, in the dark? that's my next mood

Talk about my brothers, behind they back some I won't do

Late at night we swerving, got you home before your curfew

I got this together and I did it by my lonely

I could never ever let another woman hold me

Now you call my phone and you telling me it's over

I take drugs to cope, I ain't never moving sober

I'm creeping through the night in a all-black Rover

Pull up, put it down, I'ma show her

AP on the wrist, and you still can't get my time

Damn, doing 15, and it feel like life

Gotta keep this bitch a Louie purse gone hold my pipe

Birkin got a fire on it, better hold it tight

Hold it, hold it, hold it tight

Hold it, hold it, hold it tight