“Why You Watchin’ Me?

(Heavy, confident delivery)

I keep the weight on my back, they don’t carry nothin’ (nah),

But still got opinions ’bout the way that I’m hustlin’ (why?).

Worried ’bout my grind when theirs ain’t even straight,

I’m surrounded by the lazy, still I elevate.

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📝 VERSE 1

(Calm, cold cutdowns)

How you worried ’bout me when you ain’t doin’ you?

Clockin’ in late, actin’ like the king of the crew.

I’m liftin’ real weight while you scrollin’ on your phone,

Talkin’ ’bout my business — boy, focus on your own.

They only call my name when the pressure hit the roof,

But disappear fast when it’s time to show proof.

They watch every move like I’m prized on display,

But can’t even handle what I lift in one day.

I’m the one they lean on when the chaos hit,

But the same ones talkin’ slick when they think I ain’t it.

They judge my grind ’cause it shows what they lack —

I ain’t slowin’ down, I just carry the pack.

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🎤 HOOK (Chorus 2)

(Stronger delivery, more edge)

I keep the weight on my back, they don’t lift a pound (nope),

They monitoring my steps while they slippin’ in the background (facts).

Second-shift legend, I adapt, never crack,

Why they watching all my moves? They should focus on they tasks.

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📝 VERSE 2

(Sharper, more aggressive)

People stay obsessed with what I’m doin’ every day,

But they own work ethic? Man, that’s M.I.A.

Tryna comment on my grind like they got credentials,

But my hustle steady real — theirs strictly potential.

They stay in my lane while they car in the ditch,

Talkin’ ’bout my role while they barely doin’ shit.

How you got time to gossip when your workload behind?

If you kept up with your job, you’d stop watchin’ mine.

Fake loyalty, fake smiles — all part of the scene,

Tryna ride on my name to keep they conscience clean.

Lazy hands hate effort — that’s the truth they fear,

So they watch me like a hawk while I shift my gear.

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🎤 HOOK (Chorus 3)

(Emotional but dominant)

Weight on my back, but I walk with pride (always),

They studyin’ my grind like it’s somethin’ they can’t hide (weird).

Second-shift soldier, I’m carved from steel,

Why they worried ’bout my path when they ain’t even real?

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📝 VERSE 3

(Final verse — deep, powerful, no mercy)

I show up sore, tired, but still ready to win,

While they sit around judging how I choose to begin.

They whisper ’bout my moves like it’s drama they chase,

But can’t keep their own workflow in a decent place.

I built my name off sweat, grit, and hard nights,

Not by watchin’ other people or startin’ cheap fights.

They hate my shine ’cause it highlights what they lack,

So they keep eyes on me instead of watchin’ they back.

I ain’t stressin’ they opinions — they ain’t payin’ my bills,

They ain’t in my shoes, they ain’t runnin’ these hills.

While they talk, I rise — while they slack, I grow,

And my grind gon’ expose everything they don’t show.

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🔥 OUTRO (Optional)

(Low, confident talking tone)

Focus on your job.

Focus on your name.

Quit watchin’ me —

’cause that won’t fix your game