You Watch Me

Fam, you watch me

You watch me like I'm on TV

You watch me like I'm what's next

You watch me like I roll with you ex

You watch me like a ebay listing

You watch me like the opposite sex

You watch me like you wanna have sex

Trust me, fam, you watch me

'Cause I'm psycho like Susan Boyle

'Cause I drop gems like Frankie Boyle

'Cause I drop gems like a axe drops limbs

'Cause I drop gems like when Knuckles' chiefed man up on the start of Sonic 3

You watch me 'cause the whip is lekkie

Sunroof open, blarin' Fekky

You watch me like I'm on your screen

BBC, BET

ITV, Sky Movies

NBC, CBeebies

ABC, MTV

In my business like Sky News HD

You watch me like I'm fuckin' three and you're baby-sitting for you auntie

Fuck this shit, fam, you can't see me

Can't see me, infra-red waves

Can't see me, CASisDEAD's face

Can't see me, your irises torn

Can't see me like Japanese porn

Can't see me, not Instagram, bitch

Can't see me like Kapkan's glitch

Can't see me no more, I'm gone

Can't see me like my name's John (Cena)

Trust me

Man are actin' bare weird, bruv

You know someone for like twenty years since school

Then they jump online and social media

And start actin' like some weird news reporter

I can't take these sly Snapchatters

Camera flashers

Amateur pappers

Camera-phone upright, aimed at me

But they're lookin' to the side

Why you lookin' at us?

Don't wanna chat us

You're actin' weird

The Internet Age has fucked your brain, fam

Why you scared?

I'm sat with open body language

Holdin' a sandwich

Come over here and talk

Booky is the new black

Man see me and don't know how to act

I spend bare time tryna figure out

If they're star-struck or if they're plannin' to jack

One little shit went and called his dad

And said that he's the one gettin' harassed

After I caught him tryna film me shoppin'

So I cheeved him up for bants

Prick

Trust me, fam

You watch me like I'm not a regular on these streets

Some yute said, "Yo, why you on foot?"

Like I'm supposed to be in a fuckin' limousine

Man ain't no celebrity

Don't insult my integrity

If a man tries to stunt

And then comes back to the streets, you're dead to me

You watch me, bruv

You wanna be us

That's why you pree, cuz

Your crew's off-key

Plus you get left, so eat dust

Please get used to my face off the screen

So when you see my face, stop the screams

See me boppin', just know man's clockin'

Straight

Trust me, fam, you watch me

You watch me like I'm what's next

Like a ebay listing