Method lyrics

[Intro]
Work hard, work smart, f*ck
Work hard, work smart, f*ck
Work hard, work smart, f*ck sleep
No sleep (Shyea)
Work hard, work smart, f*ck
And nobody in this b*tch can touch me
Work hard, work smart, f*ck sleep
No sleep

[Chorus]
Nobody in this b*tch 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, f*ck sleep
I ain't about to work a nine to five
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

[Verse 1]
Wait, don't tell me that kid back again
Acting like the sh*t when he's 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 state's working by my back though
You ain't wit' it, get burned alive at the flag pole, certified Mas*h*le
[Chorus]
Nobody in this b*tch 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, f*ck sleep
I ain't about to work a nine to five
Far ahead, but I work like I'm behind
Step by step, how to control your fate (Yeah)
I ain't sleeping if I got one opponent awake

[Verse 2]
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 f*ck out my face, real sh*t
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 b*tch
And nobody in this b*tch 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 f*cking kind, I'm defined by work ethic and grind
I don't see limits you've set in your mind
f*ck that
[Chorus]
Nobody in this b*tch 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, f*ck sleep
I ain't about to work a nine to five
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)

[Verse 3]
I'ma 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, f*ck 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 f*cking genius
And that's the method

[Outro]
Work hard, work smart, f*ck
Work hard, work smart, f*ck
Work hard, work smart, f*ck sleep
No sleep
Work hard, work smart, f*ck
Work hard, work smart, f*ck
Work hard, work smart, f*ck sleep
No sleep