Lyrics:
Yeah, (uhh)
Damn
Man it's finally here, I was waitin' for the year
Still a lot of fuckin' makin' for I make it up in here
Bunch of rap, bunch of rap
watch em do the dance
Dark as chocolate but I still might cop an island for a tan
Nigga damn
They gon put my bangers in a loop
Oof
Aiming for the biggest
(Official Nast, it's hot in here)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yo, yo)
Yo, shut 'em down start the violence, we wildin' wildin'
Slain
over picture (Picture, picture)
Official version of the vistas
But can you hear the
Whispers? They're singing
We're still trying to swallow down
some niggas in they place saying their position here too (yeah)
I'm real MD nigga by now, you gots to know (you gotta know)
Catch us hotboxing in
What we've got here is failure to communicate.
Some men you just can't reach
So, you get what we had here last week,
Which is the way he wants it!
to face, I mean what do I say
(Hello)
I'm still lost, I'm still growing up, but going up I'm never stopping
Really feeling like I'm popping
Really feeling
real through the drama
We still brothers now
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Provide for my family
Ride with my family
Things tough, still by my side
That's
muhfucka!
And they still ain't ready yet for a muhfucka!
Yeezy might have to go and put his Louis on
I'm 'bout to go Gucci in the Gucci store
It's
done lost and made money
Now I'm makin' somethin' they can't take from me
Now I'm fresh out of debt in this mothafucka!
And they still ain't ready yet
move forward by the aid of symbols
and we change those symbols as we move forward.
Who said that? Is there an echo in here? A catalectic tetrameter
smoke in the wind and dump the guts in the tray
Swanky slow when I ride everyday when I ball
Been official with mine, I ain't fuckin' with y'all
Plus
We kings, we queens, our tribe is a village
Black and brown still alive after the pillage
Head up, never down, your crown is an image
Bask in
What's up y'all this is DJ Official
And here it is eternal Cypha
Reppin' the Lord Jesus Christ to the fullest
It's going down, it's going down
Now
mouth
This one official
Come on clown prove it's still an issue
Streets is ours, have ya homies weepin cause they miss you
Thought it was a game when
days he was called a
House nigga and that's what we call them today cause we
Still got some house niggas running around here
Yeah it's black
sweat and tears,
F a career, I'll be left with the respect of my peers
Chorus:
What we're doing here is crazy,
Super Official with the style,
What we're
feared
Now I'm going up I'm the reason they cheer
I thank the man above that I still live here
Why you here if you know you don't love me
You put every
(Official Nast, it's hot in here)
Shut 'em down
Shut 'em down, shut 'em down (yo, yo)
Yo, shut 'em down start the violence, we wildin' wildin'
Slain
did and he ain’t talk
I'm still here (I’m still here)
I'm still here
I guess it's good I'm still here
(I’m still here) i'm still here
I guess it's good
fit raps articulate
You get your whole skeleton cracked somethin ridiculous
Still facinated by my ste
Little P wanna be me, huh you no D
One time
Why the fuck do I stay so gone
Cause the pain been here to damn long
Only direction is right when I'm wrong
In this life boy you weak or you strong
I
Everybody know me
Every section I be stepping in
In the club, they know my hands official
Ain't no weapon in
A-a-ain't no weapon in everybody know
sleep
I keep my eyes open like a fish do
So official. Here's a gift too
Give to, them who
Want to see me in hell, like breathing in with 9s
To blow my
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