Hit-Boy - Official lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, Young Rockie This sh** so official sh** so offical Yeah, this sh** so official Yeah [Verse 1] Open your eyes you can see for yourself Man you are tripping, to hate on a n***a, that sh** is not good for your health I'm living my life and all that talking you're doing is nothing to me I walked in the game, the freshest I came, and forever the freshest I be There's some money with me Yeah, take care of the fans, so they know that it's real When I walk out the land and the kitchen Have plenty of bands just left in the will I done took some n***as up out of the hood I'm lookin' like Uncle Phil Belair on my table, my b**hes stay faithful And I'm coppin' a feel, all while I'm smokin' my k** (RIP Uncle Phil) [Hook] This sh**'s so official This sh**'s so official If I'm witchu, I'm witchu When you roll with a n***a this sh**'s so official This sh**'s so official They say they can never forget you If I'm witchu, I'm witchu When you roll with a n***a this sh**'s so official [Verse 2] I stay on my job, these b**hes are serious, I hate a silly ho We pull up outside, the whip that we drive will be used for his video Condo in the sky with two different cribs, that's shout out to Peezy though The way that these n***as and b**hes salute me I think I'm a general Drama is minimal If it ain't makin' money then why is you winnin' fo' These n***as is pitiful They out and they tryna success but they missin' tho Chill, my cup runneth over and you want the spill And shout out to my n***a Ricky, he gave me a wonderful deal [Hook] [Outro] This sh**'s so official x6