Track 09 of 15
Disciplined, Focused, 'Monk Mode.' Cutting off distractions to build wealth.
The sound of 'Ghost Mode.' We cut the distractions and locked the door to focus on the figures. 'I lock in, I lock in, I lock in.'
I'm cutting the line, I'm cutting the cord, I'm bored of the average
I'm flipping the script, I'm flipping the bird to the savage
The cabbage is growing, I'm owing nobody
I'm owning my body, I'm toning the muscle
I'm honing the hustle, I'm winning the tussle
No time for the rustle of leaves in the wind
I'm focused on wins, I'm repenting for sins
Of wasting my time on the water that's gin, throw the bottle in bins.
I'm looking at figures, I'm watching my figures grow bigger
I'm pulling the trigger, I'm working with vigor, a heavy gold digger.
I'm moderate now, but I want the modern rate
I'm clearing my plate to clean up the slate, I'm controlling my fate.
I'm changing my state, I'm raising the stakes and I'm raising the rate
If you showing up late, then you locked out the gate.
I had to let them go, to let the garden grow.
I'm moving silent like a submarine below.
No women in the bed, just money in the head.
I'm sleeping early, waking up to break the bread.
Na so e be, I pay the fee.
I lock the door and throw away the key.
I'm under construction! (Yeah!)
No introduction! (Yeah!)
I'm blocking the function! (Yeah!)
No interruption!
I lock in, I lock in, I lock in.
I'm chasing the profit, I'm stocking.
I lock in, I lock in, I lock in.
The door is shut, don't bother knocking!
I'm watching the scale, I'm tipping the scale, I'm scaling the business
Can I get a witness? I'm focused on fitness, I'm treating the sickness.
The sickness of lazy, my vision is hazy, they calling me crazy
But pay me in, pay me in, pay me in, baby.
I'm banking the interest, they show no interest, until I'm the Pinterest
Board of the year, I'm shifting the gear, I'm making it clear.
I'm checking the gross, nothing is gross when you doing the most
I'm making a toast to the coast-to-coast, but I'm really a ghost.
I'm taxing the asset, I'm fixing the faucet, I'm dripping in assets
I'm faceting diamonds, impeccable timing, I'm climbing the climates.
See I got the tender, I'm legal tender, return to the sender
I'm blending the fruit in the blender, no surrender!
It's lonely in the gym, when the lights are dim.
I'm fighting with the man inside, I'm fighting him.
I sacrifice the fun, to get the battle won.
I'm sweating in the dark until I see the sun.
Wetin man go do? I make it true.
I'm turning old versions into something new.
I'm under construction! (Yeah!)
No introduction! (Yeah!)
I'm blocking the function! (Yeah!)
No interruption!
I lock in, I lock in, I lock in.
I'm chasing the profit, I'm stocking.
I lock in, I lock in, I lock in.
The door is shut, don't bother knocking!
They want the fruit. (But they don't want the root!)
They want the cash. (But they don't want the crash!)
They want the prize. (But they don't want to rise!)
They want the view. (But they can't fit the shoe!)
I paid the cost! I took the loss! Now watch me Boss!
I don't miss, I dis-miss the miss, I don't need a missus
Until I got riches, I'm burning the bridges, I'm digging the ditches.
I'm cutting the cheque, they showing re-spect, I come for the neck
I check on the mate, and I scream out checkmate, I clear off the deck!
My capital is capital, living so practical, tactical.
My physical is critical, nothing political, biblical!
I'm under construction! (Yeah!)
No introduction! (Yeah!)
I'm blocking the function! (Yeah!)
No interruption!
I lock in, I lock in, I lock in.
I'm chasing the profit, I'm stocking.
I lock in, I lock in, I lock in.
The door is shut, don't bother knocking!
Don't bother knocking. The door is locked. Ghost mode. We working.