Señor Oficial

D-note is on the beat

Officer
Let me sing my song
Officer
Let me be who I am
Hahaha
Officer

Understand that you did this a while back
The og, hey
The beatllionaire
The things I do today
The crew of the 90s, man
Officer

Let me sing my song
Officer
Let me be who I am
Officer

Understand that you did this a while back
The things I do today (yup), ah
Officer

Hello, officer, hey, how’s it going? (hello)
Why are you stopping me and searching my car?
I don’t get it (what you say?)
If I have all my documents in order (straight up)
Is it because of my style or my outfit? (eh)
(What you say?)

Or is it because I’m an artist, maybe?
But I’m not on Percocet (you know it) (no)
And the short one is the pencil (pencil)
That’s thirsty for killing rhymes (prrr, prrr, prrr, prrr)
Humbly working while the pot grows (yeh-yeh)
To give my family what they deserve (wait)
(prrr, prrr, prrr, prrr) (ey, ey)

What I do isn’t a crime, dude (no, no) (yeah)
How do I explain that I hustle for the cash
To keep my kids up to date?
Things have changed, the criminals in Puerto Rico wear ties
And with the people's salary, they get richer (uh-huh, uh-huh)

Can’t you see or are you just pretending to be blind
And making your intentions clear? (yeah) (prrr-prrr-prrr)
Judging me for my tattoos or what I say in a song (ha)
(What you say?)
And it’s crazy that you pay more attention
To what I sing (ha) (ey)
Instead of focusing on the corruption (psss) (yeh, yeah)

As if artists were the ones to blame
For all this mess (hold up)
That the education funds aren’t stable
(You know what I’m saying?)
I’m one of those who think that after that and health (wait)
The most important thing is sports, man, for the youth
(Ey) (hold up, ey) (just so you know)

I pull out my phone and dial, ring
Call my licensed lawyer
They want to flip me
They’re authorized

It’s all clean
Bring out the KTM four tracks and the Harleys (ey) (yeah)
Because I’m rolling through San Juan with 100 bikes
Flow King Charlie (ey) (gang, gang)
Miky woo’

Officer
Let me sing my song (yeh, yeah)
Officer
Let me light a blunt (light a blunt)
I don’t hurt anyone and I have an education (I have an education)
And what I sing comes straight from the heart (yeh, yeah)

Officer
I also have my rights (uh, uh)
You sent 100 tickets and I paid all 100 (I paid them) (yeh, yeah)

Officer
I’m not disrespecting you (no, no)
I’m just singing it like it is (prrr, prrr, prrr)
(Everything real)

I rap trap, that’s nothing
I’m also like a businessman (uh, uh)
I also have money and pay taxes daily (yeah)
That’s routine now, they know me at the dispensary (hold up)
They always give me some grass that’s not even
In inventory (wait) (yeh, yeah)

I head to the studio to get the bread
I hop in the Range (you know it) (let’s get it)
I’m not a fugitive, but my fans follow me (yeh, yeah)
That’s why my windows are tinted G5
Ey (you know what I’m saying?)
It’s not because I’m doing illegal stuff
(Ey) (wait) (yavi-yah)

Maybe I’m rolling with some hoes
Smoking hookah (ey) (ey, ey)
Officer, it’s not that I’m arguing with you (gang)
(Ey) (yeh-yeh, yeh, yeah)
But over there, on the street, there are some real assholes
And you’re messing with the one enjoying life
(I don’t get it) (prrra)

I don’t think it’s fair to judge me
Just for your tastes (yeh, yeah)
I planted seeds and now what grows are bushes (are bushes) (hey)
I’m just a product (product)
More real than you, who sometimes come out corrupt (ey)
I’m done

Everything real, ey, ey
Miky woo’
We don’t fuck with fake, never (no, no)
Fake never (ey)
Fake never, ey, ey
Fake never
Ammu-nation, what up?
Fake never, ey, ey

Pointing out the beatllionaire
Fake never
What up?
Gold2 Latin music, nigga
Fake never, ey, ey

The crew of the 90s, man
Yeah, yeah
The og, hey, hey