Token: Method

(Work hard, work smart, fuck sleep)

And nobody in this bitch can touch me
(No sleep)
Nobody in this bitch can touch me
But I ain't wasting my time feeling comfy
I ain't in if it don't involve fans or money
(So what's the method?)
Work hard, work smart, fuck sleep
I ain't about to work a 9 to 5
Far ahead, but I work like I'm behind
Step by step, how to control your fate
I ain't sleeping if I got one opponent awake

Wait... Don't tell me that kid back again
Acting like the shit when hes babbling
Then he turned quiet as they clapped for him
Demeanor yelling "he don't even gotta try" and demolish you by accident
I treat every studio like it's my last session
Running circles around 'em like I'm athletic
Rappers talking to me, fronting like some rap legends
Still I read your body language like a book with a sad ending
Uh, your whole career is that depressing
Now take a seat, class in session
Your at a lesson, each lesson I add will lessen your adolescence
Unless you're an addict letting 'em snatch your blessings
All I gotta do is verbalize a rap flow
Then it's a legal murder like tobacco
My stage working by my back though
You ain't with' it, get burned alive at the flag pole (certified asshole)

Nobody in this bitch can touch me
But I ain't wasting my time feeling comfy
I ain't in if it don't involve fans or money
(So what's the method?)
Work hard, work smart, fuck sleep
I ain't about to work a 9 to 5
Far ahead, but I work like I'm behind
Step by step, how to control your fate
I ain't sleeping if I got one opponent awake

I don't hang around with nobody fake
Got no time for love that's so quick to transform into hate
I got goals to reach... and a dream to chase
So if you ain't helping me with em' then get the fuck out my face
Real shit
And this really realism is as real as it gets
That's why these realists, I reel em' in and it's surreal when I did
My fans enjoy the fruits of my labor, feeling this kid
Cause they go bananas when I appeal in this bitch
And nobody in this bitch is gon' touch me
But I ain't wasting my time feeling I'm lucky
Cause I get too many messages bout being an inspiration to be ignorant to the fact its bigger than just me
And I don't wanna hear I'm ahead of my time
And I don't wanna hear that I'm the best of my kind
I don't got a fucking kind, I'm defined by work ethic and grind, I don't see limits you've set in your mind
Fuck that

Nobody in this bitch can touch me
But I ain't wasting my time feeling comfy
I ain't in if it don't involve fans or money
(So what's the method?)
Work hard, work smart, fuck sleep
I ain't about to work a 9 to 5
Far ahead, but I work like I'm behind
Step by step, how to control your fate
I ain't sleeping if I got one opponent awake

While they're awake... I'mma put em' to sleep
Recognize my dedication when your looking at me
Please, I fear no man but the worst me...
So in the morning bright and early (while they're sleeping)
I'm working' and scheming... fuck sleep, I got a dream to believe in
Meaning
Life ain't bout finding yourself, its bout creating yourself
So when I'm breathing I'm building a fucking genius
And that's the method...