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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