2 Official - Put Respect On My Name

I taught him the game put respect on my name
From shoes and clothes, the way he move, all the way to the chain
He was lackin’ style, he was lackin’ brains
I influenced a change put respect on my name
I’m the reason he talk like he talk, I’m the reason he walk like he walk
I’m the reason why he want a M, I’m the reason he want be a boss
Put respect on my name, uh, yeah
Put respect on my name, uh, yeah

As I walk in the buildin’ I’m fly as a muhfuckin’ jet, my fingers up you know I’m reppin’ the set
And you know we gettin’ paid, can you tell me what the fuck is a debt
I don’t got time to debate with you niggas about who can do it the best
Skip to the part where we talkin’ some money I don’t give a fuck ‘bout the rest
King of the jungle when I see a lion I treat that ho like a pet
If you got a problem don’t wait it over nigga, come and get it addressed
With Family Or Nothing I treat it like a pride, that’s who I gotta protect
Play with my blood and you gotta get left, we call that operation there “Neglect”
We gotta seize it if it pose a threat, money on the table that's a bet
Never tell a boss nigga “no”, moments later cuttin’ down the net
That lingo? I taught you, let’s get one thing in check
I’m reffin’ the game, the way that you moving a tech, I’m 2 Official
I got him mad, he wanna vote me out, elect (why?)
‘Cause she wanna cuff me, that’s callin’ collect
Old school, old school, whoop you across one of my knees
Bossmane University, anything could be achieved

Dirty money so wicked the faces on it resurrecting
Dirty money so wicked the faces on it resurrecting
Dirty money so wicked the faces on it resurrecting
Dirty money so wicked, dirty money so wicked

I’m just comin’ for what you owe me
I’m just comin’ for what you owe me
I’m just comin’ for what you owe me
I’m coming for it, I need it

When you speaking on my name call me Father, call me Pops
You practice what I preached to you don’t act like you forgot
In due time they gonna see me as that nigga at the top
Whips go back to back this ain’t a slave, it’s a lot
I’m hardbody like yola hit with the ice fresh out the pot
I got niggas pissed ‘cause I was cold now I’m hot
I programmed the game inside of you you’re my robot
When I open the bag they rushin’, SWAT

Dirty money so wicked the faces on it resurrecting
Dirty money so wicked the faces on it resurrecting
Dirty money so wicked the faces on it resurrecting
Dirty money so wicked, dirty money so wicked

I’m just comin’ for what you owe me
I’m just comin’ for what you owe me
I’m just comin’ for what you owe me
I’m coming for it, I need it

I taught him the game put respect on my name
From shoes and clothes, the way he move, all the way to the chain
He was lackin’ style, he was lackin’ brains
I influenced a change put respect on my name
I’m the reason he talk like he talk, I’m the reason he walk like he walk
I’m the reason why he want a M, I’m the reason he want be a boss
Put respect on my name, uh, yeah
Put respect on my name, uh, yeah

Written by:
ANDRE LAMAR JACKSON, JAVONTE DESHUN CLARKSON

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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