Discipline

I be always at the bank

I never see you **** (I never see you ****)

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 Civic (Uh, sock it to me)

Two-hundred K in a month, bitch, I gotta get it (hey, hey, hey)

Four whips, paid off, that was somethin' slight (That was somethin' slight)

Fuck your record deal, bitch, ho, you see this ice (Fuck 'em)

This really me in real life

You just rap about it (Rap about it)

And if this shit don't work

Then I'll trap about it (Tap in)

Tryna snatch a **** chain

Then I'll clap about it (****, off top)

I'm not a Soundcloud rapper, bitch, I'm really 'bout it (For real)

Next year, I'm coppin' somethin' with a water fountain (Big house)

I live in San Francisco, bitch

You better check them prices (You better add it up)

Not a flaw in my diamonds

Ask Isak 'bout me (****, VVS)

You never see me in the city

I'm always on the flight (I'm always on the flight)

If them numbers are on point

Then we can go tonight (Off top)

Send that tracking number and put it on a flight

What's happenin'?

It's 7 in the morning, I thank God for waking up (Waking up)

Thirty day run, get ready then roll up (Let's run it up)

The more L's I take

The more that I do numbers (I do numbers)

No matter how much money I make, I stay humble

Discipline, yeah, man

No matter what, ****, you gotta have discipline, straight up (For real)

Yeah (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)

Check my bank statements, yeah, I gotta triple that (For real)

I'm always by myself 'cause these girls'll hold you back

And it's vice versa, ****'ll do the same (For real)

You majoring in minor things, living for a chain (Damn)

I need that real estate in Sausalitos, on the gang (Gang)

All my credit cards paid off, ain't shit changed (For real)

I never ask for favors, bitch, I'm self made

So don't compare me to no industry ****

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 goin'

She got a trick in San Ramon and his wife'll never know it

Spitting scriptures like a poet

I really lived it, you a phony (Phony)

And I don't hang out in the 'jects ('Jects)

I got a bird eye's view (Bird's eye view)

And all my guns registered, so I'm riding with two (Two piece)

And I don't wanna be famous, I just want four more coupes

Like number four on Colorado

My lil' bro go stupid, what's happenin'?

It's 7 in the morning, I thank God for waking up (Waking up)

Thirty day run, get ready then roll up (Roll up)

The more L's I take

The more that I do numbers (Good job)

No matter how much money I make

I stay humble (I stay humble)

Discipline, yeah, (For real, you gotta stay on your toes)

Man, no matter what, ****, you gotta have discipline, straight up

Yeah (you'll get it)

(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)