LA2JPN by Tre Capital Lyrics
[Intro: JUGGER]
Michael Seven in the clip
[Chorus: Tre Capital]
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
[Verse 1: Tre Capital]
Hustled way harder than most that I know
I push these classics as if it was coke
Thank god my mom and my pop helped me grow
Life altercations got me feeling low
But yet somehow, gotta survive
Sleeping on me, that's suicide
Facing these changes, rivers & tides
You decide, we've been deprived
Hell of a life with so much to give
Show em' my worth, I gotta be big
There's been a shift, I ain't sleeping as much
Hungry as ever, I'm feeling a rush
Been almost a decade and still I remain
Scarred by the time I had wasted to gain
Everything now took way harder to claim
Many homies turned they back, it's a shame, shame, shame
I took them back with the basics
Grind way too hard, can't escape it
Fuck the crown, the throne I'ma take it
The coldest ever, let's face it
My story represents greatness
Whichever records, I'll break it
We persevered through the fake shit
We outta here, trust your patience
[Chorus: Tre Capital]
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
[Verse 2: Mathaius Young]
All of my dawgs wit me
Go and send shots, I'ma dodge 50
Sip Hennessy, a bad broad with me
Took the top off, I need it all
Need that dope shit, I'm on call
Bro servin' the dope, know he go hard
Said she love snow, friends gon' ball
Took a few trips to that stall
Need that big guap, we don't talk
Calling big shots and go off
Took 'em ten years to get raw
Ten toes down, never gon' fall
Make it rain, baby
I'm the one, I can put you on game
Stack up, never did it for the fame
Get a check, dip out, switch lanes
[Chorus: Tre Capital]
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
Michael Seven in the clip
[Chorus: Tre Capital]
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
[Verse 1: Tre Capital]
Hustled way harder than most that I know
I push these classics as if it was coke
Thank god my mom and my pop helped me grow
Life altercations got me feeling low
But yet somehow, gotta survive
Sleeping on me, that's suicide
Facing these changes, rivers & tides
You decide, we've been deprived
Hell of a life with so much to give
Show em' my worth, I gotta be big
There's been a shift, I ain't sleeping as much
Hungry as ever, I'm feeling a rush
Been almost a decade and still I remain
Scarred by the time I had wasted to gain
Everything now took way harder to claim
Many homies turned they back, it's a shame, shame, shame
I took them back with the basics
Grind way too hard, can't escape it
Fuck the crown, the throne I'ma take it
The coldest ever, let's face it
My story represents greatness
Whichever records, I'll break it
We persevered through the fake shit
We outta here, trust your patience
[Chorus: Tre Capital]
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
[Verse 2: Mathaius Young]
All of my dawgs wit me
Go and send shots, I'ma dodge 50
Sip Hennessy, a bad broad with me
Took the top off, I need it all
Need that dope shit, I'm on call
Bro servin' the dope, know he go hard
Said she love snow, friends gon' ball
Took a few trips to that stall
Need that big guap, we don't talk
Calling big shots and go off
Took 'em ten years to get raw
Ten toes down, never gon' fall
Make it rain, baby
I'm the one, I can put you on game
Stack up, never did it for the fame
Get a check, dip out, switch lanes
[Chorus: Tre Capital]
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan
She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout
I just wanna count, dollar amounts
Fuck buying chains, I could buy land
Need to be out, Bape in Japan
Looking at fabrics, owning my masters
That's what you call, stick to the plan
Could've been caught with a stick in my hand
Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan