Aye, check it out man
You lack you lose, you gotta stay on your twos',
Fo'real, good job Sledgren
(Sledgren) The Port of San Francisco, nigga
(Gli-i-i-i-tch Realm)let me talk to you for a min'
I be always at the bank,
I never see you niggas(i never see you niggas)
So much money in this safe,
I need a camera in it(I need a camera in it)
Low-key, thirty days in this Honda Civics(sock it to me)
200k in a month, bitch I gotta get it
Four whips paid off,
That was something slight(that was something slight)
Fuck your record deal, bitch, hoe you see this ice
This really me in real life, you just rap about it
And if this shit don't work?
(Then I'll trap up out it)
Tryna snatch a nigga chain?
Then I'll clap about it(nigga, off top)
I'm not a Soundcloud rapper, bitch I'm really bout' it(fo'real)
Next year I'm coppin something with a water fountain(Big house)
I live in San Fransico bitch,
You better check them prices(Better add it up)
Not a flaw in my diamonds, ask Izak bout me
You never see me in the city, I'm always on a flight
If them numbers on point then we can go tonight
Send that tracking number, and put it on a flight
Whats happenin'?
Seven in the morning, I thank God for waking up
Thirty-day run, get ready, then roll-up(lets run it up)
The more Ls' I take, the more that I do numbers
No matter how much money I make,
I stay humble(aye, aye, aye)
Discipline, Discipline, Discipline
Yeah(man)
Man
No matter what nigga, you gotta have discipline
(Discipline) Straight up(fo'real)
Yeah
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Check my bank statements yeah I've gotta triple that(for'real)
I'm always by myself, cause these girls'll hold you back(aye,aye,aye)
And it's vice versa, niggas'll do the same(fo'real)
You majoring in minor things, livin' for a chain(damn)
I need that real estate in Sausalito, on the gang(gang!)
All my credit cards paid off, ain't shit change(fo'real!)
I never ask for favors, bitch I'm self-made (self made)
Don't compare me to no industry nigga
We not the same
I never fuck random hoes, cause' baby this dick golden
If you see me with some snow, for sure, the bitch gone!
She got a trick in San Ramon, and his wife'll never know
Spittin' scriptures like a poet, I really lived it, you a phony
I don't hang out in the ject's
I've got a birds-eye view, and all my guns registered
So I'm riding with two
And I don't wanna be famous
I just want four mo' coupes
Like number four on Colorado, my lil bro go stupid
What's happening?
Seven in the morning, I thank God for waking up
Thirty-day run, get ready, then roll-up
The more Ls' I take, the more that I do numbers
No matter how much money I make, I stay humble
Discipline, Discipline, Discipline
Yeah, Yeah, gotta stay on yo toes
(Fo'real)
No matter what nigga, you gotta have discipline
Nigga don't buy that whip yet, stack up a lil more
You'll get it
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
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