Rules on the Screen

[Intro]
Coffee on my desk
Sun ain’t up yet
Numbers in my head
Let’s get to it (yeah)
[Verse 1]
Wake up, same chair, same checklist
First line: “protect capital,” that’s the message
Size small, stop set, I ain’t guessin
If the chart don’t match my plan, I exit, lesson
Got a watchlist, not a wishlist, big split
If the trend weak, I’d rather keep the cash liquid
See a green candle, hands steady, I ain’t jumpin
FOMO in the chat, but my risk stays numbed in
Zoom out, higher time frame, what it say?
Is it noise or a move that can actually stay?
I don’t marry any ticker, I just date trades
If it turn toxic, I’m gone by the next break
[Chorus]
Rules on the screen, I don’t break those
Storm in the feed, I stay stone-cold
Up, down days, yeah, that’s how it goes
I’m playin for the long run, watch it all grow
Trust in the plan when it feels rough
Red on the day but the process up
I don’t chase hype, I just chase edge
Discipline first, then the gains get fed (uh)
[Verse 2]
I remember every time that I over-leveraged
Heart racin, palms wet, whole day severed
Now I cut loss quick, that’s a small fee
Pay tuition to the market so it schools me
Journal every entry, every exit, every slip
Circle all the patterns where emotion had a grip
When the candles start wylin and the spread get wide
I just breathe, see the levels that I pre-defined
No clickin outta anger, no revenge flip
If I hit my daily loss, I just end it
Laptop shut, walk off, get my mind right
There’s another clean setup on a calm night
[Chorus]
Rules on the screen, I don’t break those
Storm in the feed, I stay stone-cold
Up, down days, yeah, that’s how it goes
I’m playin for the long run, watch it all grow
Trust in the plan when it feels rough
Red on the day but the process up
I don’t chase hype, I just chase edge
Discipline first, then the gains get fed (yeah)
[Bridge]
Everybody want a rocket by the weekend
I just want a curve that’s smooth when it deepens
Slow climb, small wins stackin in a line
Let compounding talk for me over time
Greed in my ear say “double that size”
Fear in the back say “sell it all, hide”
I hear both voices, let ‘em pass by
Then I do what’s written in the trade guide (uh)
[Chorus]
Rules on the screen, I don’t break those
Storm in the feed, I stay stone-cold
Up, down days, yeah, that’s how it goes
I’m playin for the long run, watch it all grow
Trust in the plan when it feels rough
Red on the day but the process up
I don’t chase hype, I just chase edge
Discipline first, then the gains get fed (discipline first)
Discipline first, then the gains get fed (yeah)

rap, Focused boom-bap with clean trap snap, mid-tempo. Male vocals ride tight over a hypnotic piano loop and crisp drums; hook widens with stacked chants and low octave doubles. Sub-bass moves in simple patterns, leaving room for agile verses and rhythmic punchlines. Subtle risers and drops underline big lines, last hook adds ad-libs and call-and-response for an anthemic close.