Haha why you Still watchin’? I can’t believe you still talkin’ Still walkin’ Still stalkin’ That’s cute. Fucking adorable. Every upload… Every move… Every word… Y’all know my schedule Better than your own words. Keep watchin’. Keep lurkin’ You’re clearly paying attention… I’m paying the bills. Paying my way. Whole timeline froze Soon as I walked in. Everybody got opinions… Nobody got motion. You study every lyric Looking for a weakness. Whole time… You became my biggest listener. Funny how my name Lives rent-free upstairs. You built me a mansion Inside your own head. Keep scrolling. Keep searching. Keep replaying every line. Every click you make Only adds another dollar to mine. Talk cheap… Receipts don’t. Truth don’t whisper… It kicks the whole damn door. Keep watchin’. Keep lurkin’. Keep talkin’. Keep stalkin’. Every click Adds another view. Every word Pushes something new. Every rumor Built another room. Every lie Built another view. You wanted my downfall… Instead… You became my promotion crew. Keyboard gladiator… Offline spectator. Got a championship mouth With participation behavior. Claim you’re the hunter… Funny… Why you always tracking me? GPS locked On another grown adult. That’s obsession… Not competition. You recycle gossip Like it’s part of your religion. Every version gets stranger… But somehow I’m still the headline. I don’t chase attention. Attention keeps chasing me. Look around. Who’s really winning? The loudest room… Or the quiet results? Y’all throw words. I throw work. That’s the difference. You wanted smoke? Congratulations… Now you’re standing Inside the wildfire. You lit one match. I became the whole horizon. I don’t bark. Thunder doesn’t announce itself. It just shows up… Then everybody remembers. You count followers. I count foundations. You collect moments. I build generations. Every scar Signed another contract. Every setback Paid another dividend. Pressure didn’t crush me… It introduced me. Keep watchin’. Keep lurkin’. Keep waiting on my fall. Pack a sleeping bag… You’ll grow old Watching me climb. You wanted front-row seats… Hope you enjoy the show. Because legends Don’t ask permission. They leave echoes. Next time You type my name… Remember… You’re helping write it. You wanted another story… Congratulations. You just became Another chapter And the funny part? You were never my competition… You were my audience. That wanted to be a guardian. Clearly didn’t happen. Hah…. This is BlackBandit
