Official by The Effex Lyrics
Chorus: ConfidenC and Iryana
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Verse 1: Mike T
Forget them haters talkin, they ain't really wit' it
Imma have to send my hitters on a mission
I tried to warn you but you never really listen
Got so much ice up on me, hard to keep from slippin
Why you dissing when I'm gone but, then you kiss up when I'm present
You be switching on the low, need some money and you text me
Hottest straight up out of Texas
Get the money and I'm flexing, said my pockets are obese, your pockets are anorexic
Here's a message for you haters, you prolly shouldn't test me
Got all my brothers wit' me, so you better get to steppin'
Lot of people wearing suits, like we at a dam wedding
D.O.A, Ion' even need a pistol for a weapon
But my homie got a Mac, I ain't talking bout a book
Homies whipping in the kitchen, I ain't talking bout no cook
You can smell it through the pack doesn't matter how it look
50 deep all black on us, now you looking shook, yeah
Chorus: ConfidenC and Iryana
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Verse 2: The Effex
On the come up here I go
I ain't do it all alone
Got my boys to the end
Don't pretend, you'd love to know
How us hungry people got it, well the money ain't the issue
Plot on us, yeah we diss you, disappear your boys won't miss you
(2015)
Rapping against, and I'm steady competing, rejecting the L's but collecting the W's
Busting the rhymes just tell me it troubles you
(2016)
Met Mike in the booth and just letting it loose
Chopping it up he was messing with me, and a couple weeks later I was FTMP
(2017)
Oh my, oh my, homie is you wit' it
Cause your boy hella love it, then I love it let's get it grinding grinding past these limits
Down for the homies
Ya'll just watch us boys closely
All them nights inside my closet, for me and my only
All my life I was lonely
Fed my ambition, it's hungry
Started in a good position
I can't see the competition
Disappear but no magician
Recognition is the mission
Sailing on em' like Columbus yeah, this our expedition
Chorus: ConfidenC and Iryana
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Verse 1: Mike T
Forget them haters talkin, they ain't really wit' it
Imma have to send my hitters on a mission
I tried to warn you but you never really listen
Got so much ice up on me, hard to keep from slippin
Why you dissing when I'm gone but, then you kiss up when I'm present
You be switching on the low, need some money and you text me
Hottest straight up out of Texas
Get the money and I'm flexing, said my pockets are obese, your pockets are anorexic
Here's a message for you haters, you prolly shouldn't test me
Got all my brothers wit' me, so you better get to steppin'
Lot of people wearing suits, like we at a dam wedding
D.O.A, Ion' even need a pistol for a weapon
But my homie got a Mac, I ain't talking bout a book
Homies whipping in the kitchen, I ain't talking bout no cook
You can smell it through the pack doesn't matter how it look
50 deep all black on us, now you looking shook, yeah
Chorus: ConfidenC and Iryana
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Verse 2: The Effex
On the come up here I go
I ain't do it all alone
Got my boys to the end
Don't pretend, you'd love to know
How us hungry people got it, well the money ain't the issue
Plot on us, yeah we diss you, disappear your boys won't miss you
(2015)
Rapping against, and I'm steady competing, rejecting the L's but collecting the W's
Busting the rhymes just tell me it troubles you
(2016)
Met Mike in the booth and just letting it loose
Chopping it up he was messing with me, and a couple weeks later I was FTMP
(2017)
Oh my, oh my, homie is you wit' it
Cause your boy hella love it, then I love it let's get it grinding grinding past these limits
Down for the homies
Ya'll just watch us boys closely
All them nights inside my closet, for me and my only
All my life I was lonely
Fed my ambition, it's hungry
Started in a good position
I can't see the competition
Disappear but no magician
Recognition is the mission
Sailing on em' like Columbus yeah, this our expedition
Chorus: ConfidenC and Iryana
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it
Messin' with my homies we gone get you
Top four most wanted it's official
It's FTMP we on a mission
We going to the top, we gonna get it