Britton Thomas - Watch Me Lyrics

Everybody that doubted me
All the rappers out there, trying to make it
All the people that left me
Here's what you should do
Watch me moterf*cker, watch me, eh eh yeah
Watch me moterf*cker, watch me, eh eh yeah
I don't give a f*ck what you think, f*ckin' watch me
I don't give a f*ck what you think, watch me, watch me, watch me
Watch me moterf*cker, watch me, eh eh yeah
Watch me moterf*cker, watch me, eh eh yeah
I don't give a f*ck what you think, f*ckin' watch me
I don't give a f*ck what you think, watch me, watch me, watch me
I'm tired if playing old games like these
I'ma kick ya ass shouting C'est La Vie
If you need cash you should bank on me
So much aggro got the tanks on me
Motherf*ckers get got, takin' out, shot, when they try to take on me
Take you out in one f*cking punch, here have a break on me
Why do rappers make me angry
Brains all dead, they sick like gangrene
Lately, I been lazy really but I feel like sleeping competition, say a rifle, maybe
Why you have to be so mean? Be honest, promise
I'm mean 'cause I'm honest, you done f*ckin' lost it
Watch me moterf*cker, watch me, eh eh yeah
Watch me moterf*cker, watch me, eh eh yeah
I don't give a f*ck what you think, f*ckin' watch me
I don't give a f*ck what you think, watch me, watch me, watch me
Shit was not an accident
No luck, it's not miraculous
Y'all can suck my dick, eh
God can get away, eh
I'ma do this by myself
What I say I follow through
If you want to make it big
You should watch for what I do
I don't give a f*ck about your issues and
If you don't stop I'ma triple them
I don't do work for hire no more
I decided this year that I'ma just go for it
Used to be numb from them drugs
Now I'm numb from calluses
You're building stacks of dime bags
While I'm out there building palaces
Watch me moterf*cker, watch me, eh eh yeah
Watch me moterf*cker, watch me, eh eh yeah
I don't give a f*ck what you think, f*ckin' watch me
I don't give a f*ck what you think, watch me, watch me, watch me
On the mic I'm metal, now you argon
You pussies 'bout to get f*cked cause these beats I go hard on
I don't show mercy, 'cause these bitches too far gone
I been on the grind you about to think to start on
They just talk the same shit
They drink gin and smoke spliffs
Then they fight with those they f*ck with and answer with f*cking fists
All 'cause they don't have a dad to hug and kiss
I'm the wrong dude to f*ck with
Making 2020 my bitch