[Lyric] TLC (Papo2oo4)

[Verse 1: Papo2oo4]
Sprite Tropical new year, new money
New shoes same size

[Verse 2: DJ Lucas]
Ay (DJ!)
Off this loud I can augment reality
Flow too cold this is not just an allergy
Fallacies told you get burnt like a colorie
My salaries decided by how much they wanna challenge me
My lifestyles dictated where the weeds at, I mean that
Text you going 60 through the speed trap
Kick the ball alleyoop like I'm Steve Nash
3rd grade I was angry in the bean bag (DJ)
Making music for clout. This is not Art
Can tell she's frеaky buy the stickers on the Dodgе Dart
I never aim to inspire it just happened to work
Underground forever you saw what happened to Kurt
My homie doing fentanyl it's never actually percs
When the people who inspired you are actually jerks
And I'm always smoking loud it's never actually worth
It can't be the ones around me who act casually hurt

Knowledge is power but it's always sort of overwhelming
(?) 200 grams I gotta flow to sell them (money!)
Ballerina jacket looking like Virginia Johnson
Ash this bleep on the ground and continue talking (yup!)
They try to tell me about the way I am
I'm in Albuquerque smoking with a Raider fan
In a Pierce jersey I've been on a weird journey
Hop up on a track and it's tear jerking