Released on October 12, 2018

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[Verse 1: Corey J.]

How the hell I'm supposed to get it?

Mama told me that it's coming, but it's getting hard to listen

Got a book full of writtens

Pockets full of wishes

Keep shooting shots, but these shots keep missing

If I could gather up every brick I've been hittin

I could probably have enough to cop a top ten business

Who the top ten winning?

Just know it ain't safe

We been plotting how to get it

About to run up in your place, fuck around and catch a case

'Cause shit is getting real

You gotta be a retard just to get a deal

Man I swear I can't deal with this shit

Gotta pop a whole bottle full of pills for a hit

This is sick

If I never get my shot, motherfucker I'll be honest

I'll probably get a feel for the grip

Goddamn Goddamn

But I'm sticking to the plan

Waiting for the day that they label me the man and they watchin'


[Hook: L.O. Heemz & Corey J.]

Every status on the book, every flick on the gram that I take

(On the gram that I take)

Every breath, every move, every step, every plan that I make

(Every plan that I make)

Got em lookin like a fan nigga

I see them lookin from the stands nigga

I be the man, bring the clan

Even right now I could tell you what its like to be the man


[Chorus: Konceited Show & Corey J.]

'Cause they watchin' watchin (watchin' watchin')

Watchin' watchin (watchin' watchin')(x7)


[Verse 2: Corey J.]

Bare witness a nigga that got a lot to lose

But I ain't trippin for nothin 'cause I don't follow rules

I hate niggas that try to tell you just how to move, like

"Try living life kinda like how I do"

I ain't trying to live life like you

Have a boss, punch a clock, 9-5 like you

But if you really want me to get down like you

I'll stick you for your kicks to walk a mile in your shoes

Man I'm gone


[Verse 3: Konceited Show]

Let me start by saying hip hop it still matters

We losing our image 'cause all of these fake rappers

After us niggas is gone ain't shit after

All you gonna be hearing is a bunch of Chit chatta

All this druggin and thuggin, is just some sucka shit

Niggas think they big and they bad just because they blood or crip

Niggas need to pick up a pad and write some better shit

Artist don't know what they have, we had to struggle

I use to write on the sticky notes

But My notes they wasn't sticking

The vision I fantasied is the vision I am living

So I'm here for another day

I made 2 decades

From the era that made it

And niggas properly rocked fades

I won't fade

Colored dreads and red braids

Niggas with there gimmicks getting wack

But they get paid

They minute made

Nothing close to homemade

Artist with that real hip hop they don't get plays

Watchin


[Hook: L.O. Heemz & Corey J.]

Every status on the book, every flick on the gram that I take

(On the gram that I take)

Every breath, every move, every step, every plan that I make

(Every plan that I make)

Got em lookin like a fan nigga

I see them lookin from the stands nigga

I be the man, bring the clan

Even right now I could tell you what its like to be the man


[Chorus: Konceited Show & Corey J.]

'Cause they watchin' watchin (watchin' watchin')

Watchin' watchin (watchin' watchin')(x7)