

Prompt / Lyrics
[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)
Tags
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.
3:04
No
3/7/2026