Watchin' You - Ocean Wisdom

Yo, I’m gonna attack this motherfucking tune

I might attack this tune, I might attack this tune

Attack it

Niggas tryna slit me for my paper and my flows (Flows)

Shotting O’s, listening to ONOE with the bros (Bros)

Watching O, like watching O, like coppers on the roads

Got to go, got to go, take me to the throne

Teachers, they be watching me, but all I see are pupils

All I see are pupils, I’m the boss, I always knew fool

Man can’t tell me nothing, catch me laughing at a funeral (Haha)

Giggly with, my morning style unusual

But when I’m an old pokie (What?), I’ma be cosy (Why?)

'Cause I’m making money (Oh), you are making no P (Oh)

I give you a nosebleed, I give you a black eye

Money wanna phone me, 'cause her mummy gone like black eyes

Feed her that extended, big spliff in the coupe

The way she’s going on, she needs the

Daddy looking for me, just for this,

And he’s plotting, and he’s cocking, and he’s watching

And we’ll be watching you-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Nigga, we’ll be watching you-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Well, nigga, we’ll be watching you-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

And nigga, we’ll be watching you-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Run to cop the CD, saw me tearing up the shows (Shows)

Bussing flows, on stage with ONOE and the bros

Watching O, watching O, they know I’m in control

I swear I got the code, I got the dough

These flows up in the coast

I swear these niggas tryna copy all these movements of my donnies

We don’t worry, we’re getting money in a hurry

All my bruddas feeding, and we’re feeding everybody

Everybody watching me, but all I see are wallies

I get out my wellies, wetties causing puddles

Niggas think they’re balling but their bank accounts say fuck all

You call me Kerbubble, all I see are pupils

Pupils looking big 'cause I put molly in my noodles

Fry it like I’m tryna read your higher level conscience

This is nonsense, now man are moving like (Aggy)

These say Wizzy knows a lot, they say Wizzy wacko

Still they wanna ask me for a pitch of my tobacco

You ain’t getting Roleys, you don’y even know me

When I’m an old fogie, I’ll be blazing with my homies

For now, they be watching all the things I can do

Clocking me, knocking me, watching me

And we’ll be watching you-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Nigga, we’ll be watching you-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Well, nigga, we’ll be watching you-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

And nigga, we’ll be watching you-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh