Making money

I put the flossing on ignore, I’m going ghost

I’m touching down in Anguilla while you do the most

See, I don't post the location, I just own the view

Refactoring my life, that’s how the money grew

We making millions on the low, quarterly vest

I keep the business offline, give the ego a rest

Your check is pending, my deposit is a heavy stone

I’m building empires while you’re staring at your phone.

Check the duality: I’m an architect of syntax

Writing Python scripts then I’m drafting up the climax

I’m an engineer by precision, but a writer by my soul

In a city of 'Directors,' I’m the one in control

You’re at Saint Yves tryna look like a mogul

I’m at my desk, my impact is global

RSUs hitting like a heavyweight hook

While you’re tryna get a table in a Le Dip nook

I traded the TS/SCI for a private key

No polygraph needed for this kind of luxury

I see the M Street traffic, I see the H Street hype

I see the "Policy Wonks" who ain't really the type

To build a foundation, they just build an image

I’m the MVP, you’re just a sub in the scrimmage.

They’re asking for my handle at the Rosebar door

I don’t give ‘em nothing, I’ve been here before

While they’re chasing a mention on the Inner Loop crawl

I’m a ghost in the system, I’m ignoring the call

From the Potomac to the Atlantic, the bridge is wide

I’m a writer with a secret that I’m keeping inside.

I put the flossing on ignore, I’m going ghost

I’m touching down in Rio while you do the most

See, I don't post the location, I just own the view

I’m making moves in the dark, that’s how the money grew

We making millions on the low, quarterly vest

I keep the business offline, give the ego a rest

Your check is pending, my deposit is a heavy stone

I’m building empires while you’re staring at your phone.

Ay, look!

They acting bad in the comments, they talking danger

In the real world, they looking nervous like a stranger

You got opinions? Keep 'em. I got the receipts

I keep the victory quiet, never post the defeats

She typing heavy, yeah she moving like a disaster

She got the X app, but she never been to Gaza!

She think the timeline is the frontline, that’s a fiction

I’m making profit off the friction, no addiction!

I’m in the cockpit, you’re in the comments

I’m making moves, you’re making... nonsense!

You’re "influencing" people who are broker than me

In a city full of masks, I’m the only one free.

Off the grid. No Slack pings.

Just the Christ the Redeemer with his stone wings.

I’m a writer of the code, I’m a coder of the word

The most successful man that you’ve never even heard

Leave the table at St. Anselm for the next intern

I’ve got bridges to cross and memories to burn

Vesting... blooming... gone.

No more GW Parkway at 5 PM

No more trying to impress 'them' or 'him.'

I put the flossing on ignore, I’m going ghost

I’m touching down in Rio while you do the most

See, I don't post the location, I just own the view

Refactoring my life, that’s how the money grew

We making millions on the low, quarterly vest

I keep the business offline, give the ego a rest

Your check is pending, my deposit is a heavy stone

I’m building empires while you’re staring at your phone.

You’re chasing a blue check, I’m chasing the sunset

First-class to Geneva, the itinerary's unread

I don't need a red carpet, I need a VPN

Encrypted the lifestyle before I even step in

They networking for pennies at a happy hour mixer

I’m in the background pulling strings like a fixer

You want the C-Suite title? I just want the equity

Keep the corner office, give me the trajectory

They flexing at the Wharf, leasing out a lifestyle

I’m pushing code to production, making it worthwhile

Zero-day exploits, making millions in the shadows

While you’re fighting for a table in the District’s shallow shallows

No badge, no lanyard, no corporate charade

Just a ghost in the machine getting quietly paid.

The manuscript is finished.

The script is deployed.

Dulles is calling.

DC... you can keep the noise.