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letra de intro - lolife blacc & dj fly guy

[intro]
(tana, fye that sh-t up)
it’s lolife
(aye kex, turn me up)
motherf-ckin’ blacc

[verse]
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 sh-t 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 sh-t 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 n-gga 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 n-gga, workin’ confidential
if you scammin’, trappin’, make it happen
i ain’t judgmental
it’s lolife

- lolife blacc dj fly guy

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