Just Discipline

They laugh at your dreams

I don't need incentive, just discipline

One I wanted most by my side got her diamond rings

Gotta love what the money brings

Girls on Vogue covers trying to be on my list of flings

Validation is not something I go out and seek from others

If you came from the bottom that shit don't mean we supposed to be brothers

Reclusion gives me power, I reach for my own

Pen is a magic wand I flash against hollow bones

You crack like a glass jar my flow be the sonic boom

They need a hose to be safe whenever I enter the room

Red for recording, now you know it's my favorite hue

Put her in Loubi boots when she asks for a fetish shoe

I don't follow no rules, never ask for a fair trade

Girl you already winning if I ask for a second date

That's much better than most

Farfetch selling out on every item I post

Immaculate Prada suit, sippin Moet on a black Maybach

OP-1 on my lap, got me writing this track

Shrooms on my sprite got my pupils spinning

Rolex Daytona, the VVS dripping

I'm tired of these rappers who beg to be seen

I don't give a fuck about Grammys and limousines

Sippin some lean on a corner in Queens

Getting Raw paper to fill with my greens

I just bodied these niggas in a three minute track

I just ate on three bitches, it's my kind of snack

I see no competition, like Real Madrid

Spitting bars got too easy, they got nothing on me

Longo they got nothing on you like B.O.B. in 09

Ain't got time to be beefing, see that call and decline

But they looking for smoke, and I won't let it go by

Little did they know it was time to say bye

I ain't got a mic for fun, this ain't for Radio Daze

Take me for a sucka, you'll hang from your nuts for seven days

Spent a decade totin' my 38

I bought a Montblanc on my quest to be great

Great bars don't come easy even with the best pen

I'm a old school nigga but the sound next gen

I play with these words like I'm writing a book