Los Angeles California this is the time
Stand the f*ck up and get ready
It is time you've met yo match
Welcome to the show
The money the motivation
Been knew I was going places
Still growing and showing patience
Make moves and avoid haters
Sleep on me I'm dream chasin
Fast life like I'm speed racer
Thumbin threw weed flavors
Drunker than three sailors
I'm juuggin I need paper
To the plug I'm the street savior
Got fronted a few units
Returned them a week later
Ride the wave like a sea doo
They copy the things that we do
Buy choppers from Filipino's
I politic I don't mingle
Surrounded by known hitters
Them felons and drug dealers
Bad bitches and thug niggaz
All dodging the judge sentence
Plotting on ways to come up
In traffic a roadrunner
Was broke house cold
No heater the stove burnin
Fueled the fire I'm lit now
Stand up nigga so sit down
Blowin like a grenade when ever I pull the pin out
I was the shit then and nigga I'm still the shit now
Party at the penthouse till the neighbors get us kicked out
Easy
What did you think was gonna happen motha f*cka
This is Los Angeles California
Your listening to The Real Yung LA
And what a better city to be trapped in
L.A.
There's only a few things that you can hear
When you listen to yourself
But if you listen to yourself clearly
You can feel it
I'm Trapped in L.A.
Trapped in la (feat. Bert Baccaratt) Video (MV)
Performed By: The Real Yung LA
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Bert Baccaratt, justin haines, tim randolph
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English
Los Angeles California this is the time
Stand the f*ck up and get ready
It is time you've met yo match
Welcome to the show
The money the motivation
Been knew I was going places
Still growing and showing patience
Make moves and avoid haters
Sleep on me I'm dream chasin
Fast life like I'm speed racer
Thumbin threw weed flavors
Drunker than three sailors
I'm juuggin I need paper
To the plug I'm the street savior
Got fronted a few units
Returned them a week later
Ride the wave like a sea doo
They copy the things that we do
Buy choppers from Filipino's
I politic I don't mingle
Surrounded by known hitters
Them felons and drug dealers
Bad bitches and thug niggaz
All dodging the judge sentence
Plotting on ways to come up
In traffic a roadrunner
Was broke house cold
No heater the stove burnin
Fueled the fire I'm lit now
Stand up nigga so sit down
Blowin like a grenade when ever I pull the pin out
I was the shit then and nigga I'm still the shit now
Party at the penthouse till the neighbors get us kicked out
Easy
What did you think was gonna happen motha f*cka
This is Los Angeles California
Your listening to The Real Yung LA
And what a better city to be trapped in
L.A.
There's only a few things that you can hear
When you listen to yourself
But if you listen to yourself clearly
You can feel it
I'm Trapped in L.A.
Stand the f*ck up and get ready
It is time you've met yo match
Welcome to the show
The money the motivation
Been knew I was going places
Still growing and showing patience
Make moves and avoid haters
Sleep on me I'm dream chasin
Fast life like I'm speed racer
Thumbin threw weed flavors
Drunker than three sailors
I'm juuggin I need paper
To the plug I'm the street savior
Got fronted a few units
Returned them a week later
Ride the wave like a sea doo
They copy the things that we do
Buy choppers from Filipino's
I politic I don't mingle
Surrounded by known hitters
Them felons and drug dealers
Bad bitches and thug niggaz
All dodging the judge sentence
Plotting on ways to come up
In traffic a roadrunner
Was broke house cold
No heater the stove burnin
Fueled the fire I'm lit now
Stand up nigga so sit down
Blowin like a grenade when ever I pull the pin out
I was the shit then and nigga I'm still the shit now
Party at the penthouse till the neighbors get us kicked out
Easy
What did you think was gonna happen motha f*cka
This is Los Angeles California
Your listening to The Real Yung LA
And what a better city to be trapped in
L.A.
There's only a few things that you can hear
When you listen to yourself
But if you listen to yourself clearly
You can feel it
I'm Trapped in L.A.
Writer: Bert Baccaratt, justin haines, tim randolph
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid