(Tana, fye that shit up)

It's LoLife

(Aye Kex, turn me up)

Motherfuckin' Blacc

I can front him out, but I got plays, I'm too hands on

Boxes land, I got selfish strains, put my mans on

Check the tracking, tell her get the package, on the same phone

Indo only, I do top shelf, not no home grown

Vacuum seal it, step back and shoot like I'm Caitlin Clark

They like when I trap, these days they say I'm a lost art

I thought this shit would be easy, that's why I started sellin' hard

Where I'm from, you grab a gun and grab a bomb, hit the road and head hard

C.O.D, no fronts, I took a flight and picked 'em out myself

Liftin' weights, plus I'm offin' pounds and I ain't speakin' hemp

Overstove, like I'm Walter White, I cook it like a chef

Dump the pack like I'm Shaq, but shoot it like I'm Steph

Ain't no codefendant in my spot, I get this shit off solo

Put these Cartier's on, now I'm the one, cause I feel like I'm Neo

Knew them bags would land, I talked to Future, I feel like miss Cleo

Hit him with a brick, he seen the profit, cross out like he Deo

Expensive jeans with no money in it, that's a cryin' shame

Hit the road, trunk loaded, cruise control, stay in yo' lane

Make it back, you Jay Z, got the blueprint, money ain't a thing

Free my **** Tana, he in chains for tryna make some change

Serve my first 20 packs right then, I saw potential

Only fear is God, but in my trap, that cash it be essential

Pack came, gone same day, that's early dismissal

When I shoot the box then it land, it come to residential

You had it then, you just a hasbin, I'm not sentimental

I Just worked the scale and sell a bale and pints, that's evidential

You informant like you Pookie ****, workin' confidential

If you scammin', trappin', make it happen

I ain't judgmental

It's LoLife