Tru Organics Lyrics – Larry June, 2 Chainz

Read the full Tru Organics lyrics by Larry June, 2 Chainz and The Alchemist along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Larry June's music, you can also explore Jean Prouvé and On The Unda, two other songs by Larry June.

[Intro: Larry June]
La única opción es hacer más feria (Oh)
¿A cuánto vende kilos? (Good job, damn)
Nos vemos en la Ciudad de México
Ahí te veo con el equipo (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: Larry June]
Thirty minutes in the microwave, I'm hard like that (Uh)
He ain't even got a plaque, how he ball like that?
I got an app on my phone that I use to stretch (Damn)
You so focused on me, got you dudes depressed
These not Cartier, just look at the lens
This the type of s*it they give you when you cop this Benz (No)
She hopped in and hand it over, I looked back with a grin
The hot tubs in San Lorenzo, she hit for a band (Good job)
This remind me of the days that I lived in the O (O)
I had the spot in Jack London with the view of the ocean
And this was 2016 when you was still in the house
I never had a rap check, but I was up in a drought (It's hate)
And every time I do a show, I get them flashbacks (Flash)
I'm doing shows everywhere I got that bag at (My old shows)
I tell my youngin, "Be cool on them Cash Apps" (Watch it)
I tucked 50K cash on my last track (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Larry June]
Yeah, I'm indulging in being a hustler, baby
I'm indulging 'cause money the motivator
Ain't indulging in nothing that's complicated
I'm indulging-dulging, I'm indulging
I used to pray that the trap didn't take me (Watch)
I got bills on the way, I'm going crazy (Going crazy)
Hop out the old school with the AC (Clock it)
It's a good day to get some paper, yeah
What's happening? (Uh)

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
It's a good day to get some paper (Alright)
It's a good day to get some paper (Toni)
Baby, put away your check card, you with a trap star
I be on your side like stretch marks, yeah, I'm that hard
I am the one you can depend on, no, not a friend zone
Hit you when I touch down and I ain't talking end zone
Checking out the 'Rari Enzo to cut the wind in it
But the s*it cost so much, I'm glad I couldn't fit in it
When I bought my first trap house, I put a pit in it
When I got my second trap house, I put a stick in it
I'm a digi-scale user and you just a user
Meaning you a customer to keep down the confusion, woah
Preachers say we lust too much, see, we seen prostitution
And we seen random shootings, we seen some of those
Buy some drügs from random school kids
Hood'll traumatize you, carry hammers like a toolkit
They ask me how I'm surviving around all this bulls*it

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Larry June]
I'm indulging in being a hustler, baby, yeah
I'm indulging 'cause money the motivator (Alright)
Ain't indulging in nothing that's complicated (Okay)
I'm indulging-dulging, I'm indulging
I used to pray that the trap didn't take me (Watch)
I got bills on the way, I'm going crazy (Going crazy)
Hop out the old school with the AC (Clock it)
It's a good day to get some paper
What's happening? (Uh)