HUSTLE MY RELIGION [Prod. TROY NoKA]

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
My yeezy's fresher than mouthwash/
Niggaz dress like a grandpa/
Choppa came with a chainsaw/
Brains out, flayed Kaws/

Cut your chick, sipping OJ/
Robin-sons, like smokey/
Cruisin, tints up like Circus Soleil/ 
Jag color, Coldplay/

Real niggaz don't hide out/
I ain't waiting my times now/
I don't need to pull 9's out/
Hustle and find a way out/

Buy some product for cheap and sell it high and make em pay out/

Streets looking like battlefields/
Why we let them kill our kids?/

How that pig kill Trayvon and ya'll still let him live?/
How they choke George Floyd and ya'll still let him live?/

Might go Marilyn Manson, load the clip and take out his ribs/
Gotta get Feez out the streets, my nigga got two kids/

Cop a crib on the beach/
Rap chips, Master/
Ice cream, crack ya teeth/
Suckas smiling, not for long/
Same suit as Al Capone/
You can tell how I'm sewn/
Hit a billi, what I'm on/
Rocky watch, No Stallone/

Hook:
Yeah that's what I'm on
Ima hit the block and make it hot/
Yeah that's what I'm on
Ima ice the watch, can't see the clock/
Yeah that's what I'm on
Ima take lil mama out to shop/
Yeah that's what I'm on
Ima get so fly, they bout to flock/
x2

Verse 2:
Betta go check your ego/
Give your forehead a peep hole/
None of my guns illegal/
Lawyers gon get the fritos/

Eat this track up for Deemo/
Flow hotter than miso, soup, first full of carats/
My pockets greener than eco/

Whip Kamala Harris/
So icey that she embarrassed/
My kids gon get inheritance/
We fancy we in Paris/

I pray they got both parents/
The odds ain't usually on our side/
Put my faith in our God/
Cause they don't want us alive/

Hook:
Yeah that's what I'm on
Ima hit the block and make it hot/
Yeah that's what I'm on
Ima ice the watch, can't see the clock/
Yeah that's what I'm on
Ima take lil mama out to shop/
Yeah that's what I'm on
Ima get so fly, they bout to flock/
x2

FLOCK [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Lyrics:

Hook:
Laughing 
Naw they can’t see thru my glasses 
Prada on me for the fashion 
Lox on my plate cause I’m fancy 

Yea

I been chasing my dreams 
While these leaches be scheming   
I heard the homies was talking down 
Now he say he didn’t mean it

Why? 

Yea
I see these niggaz they changing 
I been too good 
Standing up straight 
But these clowns azz niggaz is draining 

I ain’t got time for coming back 
When all I got was explaining 
Y’all know I’m good but 
I remember them days when a nigga was nameless 

1st Verse:
Who? 

Who wanna say I ain’t got it?
My homie luck said a hit on his head 
dropped 10k out of my pocket 

My dawg said, gotta kid on the way 
Needed some bread to stop it 

Wasting my bank on college 
All I’m tryna make is deposits 

Damn 

Shocking 

They only want all the profit 
See dollars signs when a young nigga got it 
Got they hands all in ya pocket

Tom Ford alligator design 
We shopping, Had to go cop it, 

Fuck all the cops 
Tryna make quota 
Got keep a Johnny Cochran 

I skipped court cause i was in London 
Foreign girls love me they bopping 

I was in Mayfair cooking up heat 
She gobbling meat like it’s sausage 

She came in to town made her sleep on the couch 
I just had too many options 

Too many zans, TMZ 
I fall asleep when they gossip 

Flipping my coins like a toss up
I took too many losses 

Chain wet like a creek 
Dawson 

Faucets 

Niggaz my flow like slot 
Switch it might land on the bag 
Jackpot three 7’s 
I’m hot 

Hook:
Laughing 
Naw they can’t see thru my glasses 
Prada on me for the fashion 
Lox on my plate cause I’m fancy 

Yea

I been chasing my dreams 
While these leaches be scheming   
I heard the homies was talking down 
Now he say he didn’t mean it 

Why? 

Yea
I see these niggaz they changing 
I been too good 
Standing up straight 
But these clowns azz niggaz is draining 

I ain’t got time for coming back 
When all I got was explaining 
Y’all know I’m good but 
I remember them days when a nigga was nameless 

2nd verse:
I got that fire 
Let the track burn usher Raymond 

I gotta ball like a Wayans 
Vacations all in the caymans 

Niggaz they think that I’m famous 
That’s only good for the payments 
She only my entertainment 
I draw the stick like it’s hangman 

If i go Basquiat 

Ima pick red when I go paint him 
Drain em 
They don’t care about us so we don't go to the arraignment 

Flame him 

Yeah

I got the burner in my pocket 

I throw them shells like Taco Bell
Hit yo head like 
Tyler Lockett 

Nah 

Top it 

Jenga, been on the block 

I know they looking up all my moves 
We going straight to the top 

I know when niggas that hate on you, they don’t hate you they hate what they not 

Issa Rey 
They insecure 
Ain’t hard to see thru they talk 

Easy 

Hook:
Laughing 
Naw they can’t see thru my glasses 
Prada on me for the fashion 
Lox on my plate cause I’m fancy 

Yea

I been chasing my dreams 
While these leaches be scheming   
I heard the homies was talking down 
Now he say he didn’t mean it

Why? 

Yea
I see these niggaz they changing 
I been too good 
Standing up straight 
But these clowns azz niggaz is draining 

I ain’t got time for coming back 
When all I got was explaining 
Y’all know I’m good but 
I remember them days when a nigga was nameless

Laughing [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Lyrics:

1st verse:
86 out the drama 

Bad as Rihanna but her brain Michelle Obama 

Black owned 

Black business 

In the court we only want black witnesses 

And her body looking like she doing fitness huh 

Big lips, big azz, tryna get her some 

Tryna act like we didn’t bring the Renaissance 

Make sense why they wanna keep us niggaz huh? 

So I’m focused on my figures like jigga 

Pharoh in my DNA from the Nile river 

Big plans bigger than a pyramid 

Pandemic feel, like it’s an experiment 

Underground 

Laying low on my Harriet

Extendo extra clip I’ll take care of that 

If she a down chick 

Ima marry that 

That new Maybach truck is my chariot 

Ride with me 

Hook:
Ride x3

Ride wit me 

Slide 

Real one by my side 

Is all I need 

Ride x3

Ride wit me 

Slide 

Real one by my side 

Is all I need 

2nd verse:
Have you seen her Mc Hammer, I mean the chi-lites, baby always my highlight 

Slow a brother down, With them speed bumps, yellow ranger how you run around and them thighs tight 

Tryna make you my only 
You made for me 
tell them chickens they ain’t my type 

Pockets vegetarian, wallet got a jungle, a lot of green like it’s wildlife 

Take you out to Italy 
See what the pie like 
We too fly can’t bring us down 
this the high life 
We be in the sky like Zion on the highlights 
We be in our own zone 
Feels like twilight 
Howling at the moon 
When I hit it 
Yeah all night
She be looking back at it 
Rear view, hindsight 
That’s why I’m done with the games 
No fornite 
Chain with her name vvs gave her frostbite

86 [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Verse1:
I want the bag 

Heat in my.. 

move in silence 

Baby a supermodel 

on a diet 


Hands on the wallpaper 

Shhh Be quiet 


I’ma real shoota bout my cash 

Move in silence 


Don’t even speak on my name 

Views is private 


Move in silence, wasn’t built for everybody 



But us two 

I been hustling trying make...man gotta it thru 

And know haters wanna see us down nah we can’t loose



Hook:

Doing it major 

Getting my cake up  

Soon as I wake up 

Made my mind up 

Perfect time To 

Kill my haters 


(I can’t lose) 


Verse2:
People be focused future fame

Stuck in that screen yea it’s part game 

Candy be dripping 

Pardon the stains

Shaq in 02 

Going hard in the paint 

know I’m the shit 

Marchella the sent 

how much i want? 

100%

Business man so I own shit 

Niggaz be talking

But they don’t know shit 

Been thru it all 

Like they stole my shit 

Walk in these shoes

can’t hold these kicks 

Roll with the punches 

Roll with the click 

I gotta ball 

Y’all throwing assist 

I blind em all 

With a flick of the wrist 

Rolex watch 

Yea rolls Royce rich 

Big Beach house Ima cop that shit 

3 big guns if they hop in my shit 



Hook:



Doing it major 



Getting my cake up  



Soon as I wake up 



Made my mind up 



Perfect time To 



Kill my haters 



(I can’t loose)

Kill My Haters [Prod. TROY NōKA]

1st verse:
Can’t sit in the back cause I’m First class 

Jump on the track and I’m gon spazz 

You wasting my time, no phone tag 

I ain’t calling you back if it ain’t a bag 

Can’t go out bitter like Damon dash 

These rappers my kids but I ain’t a dad 

Lewis Hamilton ain’t coming last 

If I did it’s arm & hammer, breaking bad 


Balance the grind Tyshawn Jones 

She gave me dome had my mind blown 

I'm one of kind they just my clones 

They got me twisted like cyclones 

When it’s my time they gon know it’s over 

Not just a star I’m a super nova 

When they say Troy put it next to Hova 

She like my style like I’m Fashionova 

Hook:
Can’t sit in the back like I’m Rosa parks 
They ride my wave like it’s Noah’s Ark 

2nd verse:
I got some friends 
She got some friends 
Did her lips 
Bleached her skin 

These Hollywood girls 
Ain’t bout to let that Ford Fusion in 

Gotta get a used Benz 
Look like you ooze ends 
Just to get some play these days 
Better be hooping

Cause she ain’t bout to sit in the back 
Like Rosa parks 
She need a new Birkin purse in her lap 
Some Chrome Hearts 

So she gotta be in the front 
Find a reason to stunt 
And if her man can’t do it 
She still gon get what she want 


Hook:
Can’t sit in the back like I’m Rosa parks 
They ride my wave like it’s Noah’s Ark

Rosa Parks [Prod. TROY NōKA]

11:11 

That means big manifestations 

Stomp the devil down, still clean as sanitation 

Hanna Montana how long I be dedicated 

Told her give me salivation, While I’m mediating 


I don’t trust the government or they medications 

How they care about us getting shots

When they don’t care about us getting shot 

Who killed big and pac?

Hold us down like Cinder blocks 

Put that bread into stocks 




Leave it all on the mic 

I ain’t keeping nothing 

I been humble too long 

I ain’t pleasing nothing 

She said my attitude stink 

Like my tee’s musty 

The whip 36 large 

Like 3 dozen 

Act like she ain’t feeling me 

But she got 3 cousins 

I’m a clown for double D’s

And they need juggling 

Algebra 

I’m a fucking problem 

20 rounds in the drum 

If it’s a fucking problem 




I’m cocky on the shit 

Iceberg stones 

I’m real rocky on the ship 

Suit Dior ASAP rocky in this fit 

My permit good

Don’t make me stop by with the Blicks

Ooo

Nicodemus 

Make the grave pleasing

I be killing these beats, do it for no reason

I’ll keep planting these seeds, til we all eating 

They all salty now 

But this my season 





I’m the one 

This is my season 



If I’m here 

It’s cause it’s still breathing 



Gervonta David 

I’m unbeaten 



It ain’t a K.O 

So I ain’t leaving 



All dimes pieces 

See the dial freezing 



If I jump up on the mic

Its hot as Palm Springs and



It’s a 11:11 

beach house breezes

Eleven 11 [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Lyrics: 

1st verse:

wanna live forever 
Realize the truth like I’m Neo 

On my knees praying 
Gods grace let me heal 

Working on myself 
It ain’t a game this shit real 

The ones that treat you bad
That’s really just how they feel 
About they own life 

Just projecting out the pain 
Gotta fix ya insides 
That’s the only way to change 

On T.V. it’s the money and the cars 
And the fame 
Addicted to attention 
That prescription makes you lame 

I don’t be on the gram 
I be with the fam 

Better get a life 
And quit it with them scams 

Swag lofty 
Plus I’m good with myself 

All that hating that they doing 
Ain’t good for they health 


Hook:

I’m not a trapper but my rapping motivational 
Save the hate for my spam Ima make it out 

Keep going 
Happy for you if you winning 

Baby keep going 
You a boss not a quitter


2nd verse:

Bars like detention 
Stack the bread like bleachers 
Hustle like I’m moving Adele 
No features 
Troy cold, got the trunk shaking 
No seizures 
Make the song same day, then drop it 
No teaser 

I’m a black idol 
Cross the street like the Beetles 
Doors suicidal 
step out they wanna meet him 

I ain’t famous yet 
But that’s the shit that I be dreaming 
Wanna inspire my people to live 
And keep believing 

Hook:

I’m not a trapper but my rapping motivational 
Save the hate for my spam Ima make it out 

Keep going 
Happy for you if you winning 

Baby keep going 
You a boss not a quitter

3rd verse:

Hands up 
Stand up
Real nigga anthems 
Pass my cigars
So I can light it off the candles 
I’m in boss mode 
Do it all like Costco 
chain like Moscow 
Wrist on frost mode 

I remember pulling up the jag at Roscoes 
Get a “Country Boy” and a “Sunset” 
On sunset 
Tryna catch the sunset 
My son set 
Royalites in my safe 
They love to see you doing bad 
So ima ball in they face 

Hook:

I’m not a trapper but my rapping motivational 
Save the hate for my spam Ima make it out 

Keep going 
Happy for you if you winning 

Baby keep going 
You a boss not a quitter

IN YO FACE [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Lyrics:

HOOK:
You ain’t gotta believe in me 
ima still believe in me 
They ain’t gotta get you 
All that I don been thru 

1st verse:
Opinions don’t fill my soul 

I’m sovereign I don't need em bro 

I ain’t bout to let that go 

How y’all really tried to play me tho 

Ya self is what you gotta mold 

Real ones don’t melt or fold 

God got me covered, they got exposed 

Karma hot like a stove 

2nd verse:
I gotta spaz on the beat 

I’m not average 

You tapping the beast 

Wake me up 

I’m like mmmm 

I see rappers 

Something eat 

stains, splatters, blood on the Tee

Hammer is out, dumping the heat 

Brothers iz dead, stuck in the streets 

All this death cause there’s no belief 

HOOK:
You ain’t gotta believe in me 
ima still believe in me 
They ain’t gotta get you 
All that I don been thru

(Victor Glover interview)

GOTTA BELIEVE [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Lyrics: 

1st VRS:
Been thru the lows together 

Stayed by my side 10 toes together 

Vows on the lines, unfold the letters 

same last name like bros but better yea 

This what they call life I’m embracing it 

Why it look like we creating it? 

Fill the hole in my heart when I’m facing it 

You the glow in the dark in our relationship 

PRE:
Ain’t no chancing on this one 

You my baby so they getting cancelled on this one 

This some G shit no dancing on this one 

This a MmmBop young Hanson on this one 


HOOK:
Let’s take it higher 

When we get tired 

Let’s get stronger 

Let’s go higher 

Let’s take it higher 

Our loves on fire 

Let’s go longer 

Let’s go higher 


2nd VRS:
Higher than the best coke 

Been flyer out the nest, woah 

Two times I’m the best, woah 

Two times you the best, woah 

Thank God cause we blessed so 

Hard to impress, this world 

But we a test to 

Faith over fear 
Real love perserverce 

Roses on the table
Real niggaz in the chairs

PRE:
Ain’t no chancing on this one 

You my baby so they getting cancelled on this one 

This some G shit no dancing on this one 

This a MmmBop young Hanson on this one 


HOOK:
Let’s take it higher 

When we get tired 

Let’s get stronger 

Let’s go higher 

Let’s take it higher 

Our loves on fire 

Let’s go longer 

Let’s go higher

Higher "Wedding Anthem" [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Lyrics:

1st verse:
Flow sick like covid in the booth

60 hoes lie on me I’ll still be the truth

Now they assed like nowhere to poop 

Presidents in my pocket like lobbyist groups 





Judge a man by his fruits hun 

Not by the price of his coupe hun 

Niggaz wish that my beats had a coupon 

That’s like me selling all this heat off Groupon 



Life too short to play myself 

I never play by the rules 

I just high step 

Ezekiel Elliot 

Killing em in my element 

I really am the future 

5th element 



Y’all really ain’t fucking with me

Like I’m celibate 

I’m a business man  

I just sell and rent 

Clean,  paws off my suit 

Cause it's delicate 

Black excellence 

In Margiela, this elegance 


Hook:
Anyways Anyways

I was gonna do it my way 

Anyways Anyways

Yea yea yea I’m in the days 

Anyways Anyways

if we ain’t even getting paid

Anyways Anyways

Why I’ma listen to you 

Anyways 


What you say? anyways 




2nd verse:
Why I can’t listen to the news ?

Cause it’s negative 



Why I can’t listen to these fools ? 

They irrelevant 



Why I can’t listen to they hate ?

Cause they tell him 



How he gon live that’s where you got me hella bent 



I was jumping off the roof as a little kid 

You can’t tell me what to do, my head hella big 

I mean elephants, plus I got melanin 

Need my pockets so big I could buy the Pelicans 



Hard head like a construction man

I be seeing thru all the fuck shit man 

it don’t make sense I can’t touch it man 

Now they wanna say, he a lucky man 



Troy do his owns stunts 

Jacki Chan 

Troy make a straight flush out a crappy hands 

Troy stay fresh like Dapper Dan 

Made my own luck if I show up ya'll  gon have to pay him 


Hook:
Anyways Anyways

I was gonna do it my way 

Anyways Anyways

Yea yea I’m in the days 

Anyways Anyways

we ain’t even  getting paid

Anyways Anyways

Why I’ma listen to you 

Anyways 


What you say? anyways

Anyways [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Troy NōKA x J-Doe

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F*** That ft. J-Doe [Prod. TROY NoKA]

@NikoG4 

For the dark days and downfalls

Know they feel this even with the sound off

30 clip in it let it round off

blaatt, yeah

Money still flowing
Honeys still blowing
Skin still glowing 
We ain't hoping, we in motion

Gotta keep it solid 
A Lot of carats 
Life is golden

No matter what you do, just gotta stay focused

Gotta keep going, let's build a new way to it 
and show real devotion
She gon leave all the drama and extra commotion 

Just to pull up where the winners is toasting
Lames on the sideline bragging and boasting

Hope you ni***z ready for summer
I been in the dungeon really getting ready for supper
Fu** the rap game, man this sh** is really a hustle

No more struggle man I'm pushing weight, all muscle 

Hook:

Champs don’t give up
The buzz getting bigger
How we gon loose when the
Team all winners?
Yea they gon talk but we ain’t gon listen
X2

TROY NōKA:

For them dark days and downfalls 

pick myself up constantly 

Never been a wanna-be, nah 

I’m an anomaly 

Thinking own the whole block, like Monopoly

The game full of illusions 

Vultures and idols 

 
It’s the envy that turns homies to rivals 

I seen too much to wait, complain or be lied to 

Champion mindset, way more than survival 

It’s life or death

When your heart beat got an expiration 

Uh huh 

My goals high as the Eiffel 

Insane to think it’s all for fame  

I do this for my family 

I'm the one built to break the chains 

Yea

Ima soldier look up my name 

Troy triumph 

Like David and Goliath 

If God for me, then who can be against me? 

Hustle for my future so I can switch my history 

ATX 

512

champs ft. niko g4

CHAMPS FT. NIKO G4

Perfect Sense [Prod. TROY NoKA]

Slow It Down [Prod. J White DID It]

Let It All Work Out [Prod. J White DID It]

Wisdom and lessons from the music grind. It's a bop with jewels. OUT EVERYWHERE ON 4/15/25 

Oh my
Up, run it up
Didn't have no bucks
Stop all of that cryin
Put in work and hush
Lessons from the grind
Told them I would shine
Lessons from the grind
Lessons from the grind

One, stay on your grind
Don't be shy
Speak up
Don't blow your money on sneakers
Save half of your cash
Them taxes will sneak up
Three, gotta get close to a teacher
Legend in the game, OG, a leader
If they eatin', it's like Little Caesar
You'll get a slice when they pull out that pizza
Work on your craft, keep up
Sacrifice all of that sleepin
Avoid all the leeches
Just wanna hang, gotta play defense
Your time is your life, be choosy with people
Got a real one beside you, be there when they need you
Whining for kids, peep what I'm teaching
Feel like I'm MA$E, I really be preaching

Up, run it up
Didn't have no bucks
Stop all of that crying
Put in work and hush
Lessons from the grind
Told them I would shine
Lessons from the grind
I just made my mind
Up, run it up
Didn't have no bucks
Stop all of that cryin
Put in work and hush
Lessons from the grind
Told them I would shine
Lessons from the grind
Lessons from the grind

Don't chase romance til you made it
Need time for yourself, be there for them babies
Don't be actin' shady
Integrity, patience, humility, paid me
Don't mess with no crazies
The wrong one can take you off what God is saying
God first, look what he created
You breathing, you got what it takes, you gon' make it
Sometimes your friends ain't your friends and they faking
You can't share your plans, watch for the hating
Sometimes drama really be satan
You gotta stay grounded, keep goin', keep praying
Life be lifing, you know what I'm saying
You wanna own it, you gotta start paying
If you really want it, you gotta stop playing
You got the world inside of your hand

Up, run it up
Didn't have no bucks
Stop all of that cryin
Put in work and hush
Lessons from the grind
Told them I would shine
Lessons from the grind
I just made my mind
Up, run it up
Didn't have no bucks
Stop all of that cryin
Put in work and hush
Lessons from the grind
Told them I would shine
Lessons from the grind
Lessons from the grind

Get off your ass, oh my
Get that cash, okay
Flip them chips, uh-huh
Who Fly like this?, okay
Oh my

Lessons From The Grind [Prod. TROY NōKA]

SAY IT TWICE [prod. TROY NōKA]

One More Time [Prod. TROY NoKA]

Netflix demo [Prod. TROY NoKA]

Featuring: Natasha Bedingfield
Produced by: TROY NoKA
Written by: TROY NoKA + Junious Sampson
Piano by: Brian Kennedy
Guitar by: Rob Persaud
Sax by: Jon Jackson
Mixed by: Sean Tallman
Vocal Production by: Rachael Kennedy + Lance Shipp
Mastered by: Oasis Mastering

TROY NoKA - Perfect Sense Ft. Natasha Bedingfield [Prod. TROY NoKA]

Lyrics:

CHORUS:
Baby yea i hear ya, i see what you need
Try to size me up but they can't do it like me
Do it like me
Yea they can't do it like me, do it like me
Do it like me
Nah they can't do it like me, do it like me
Do it like me

Verse 1:
She got a guy for her gas, got a guy for her rent
She got real high bill's 400 for sprint
Hit me after the mall i be after the green
You ain't in love with me, you stuck on what it could be
Looking good is understood
Austin that's my hood
Taking pride in my town like every playa should
Shout out to my hair dresser all my ladies with talent
All the independent woman thats down for a challenge
On that treadmill tryna eat nothing but salad
In them see through tights i see all of the camel
Booty shaped like an apple, I'm Cool J with the bucket
She wanna hang like a hammock
Im in her head like a puppet

CHORUS:
Baby yea i hear ya, i see what you need
Try to size me up but they can't do it like me
Do it like me
Yea they can't do it like me, do it like me
Do it like me
Nah they can't do it like me, do it like me
Do it like me

(i just wanna drop it, all night all night long)

Verse 2:
Girl let me see how you walk turn me on
You JLo in that dress kinda caught me off guard
I'm 02' Sean Comb in Sean John colgne
I got women in England in my room for the evening
In my robe like a king
She left nudes so i see em uh

CHORUS:
Baby yea i hear ya, i see what you need
Try to size me up but they can't do it like me
Do it like me
Yea they can't do it like me, do it like me
Do it like me
Nah they can't do it like me, do it like me
Do it like me

Verse 3:
When you off work, meet me at the crib
Usually don't show em, where a nigga live
But you got that twinkle in your eyes
Thats why i had to let you grab it
And drive like you 18 in your first car
Don't go fast doing good so far
Yea you do it right, your friends hating
Tryna take your spot
Tryna uber over drunk yea she think she smart

CHORUS:
Baby yea i hear ya, i see what you need
Try to size me up but they can't do it like me
Do it like me
Yea they can't do it like me, do it like me
Do it like me
Nah they can't do it like me, do it like me
Do it like me

Do It Like Me [Prod. J.white DID it]

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Dee said go harder
I'm fly I'm so charter
Schooling ya'll boys you can call me Coach Carter
Used to jam Wayne, Lil Flip and Sean Carter
Now I just hear my own shit like i'm sitting on the toilet

I ain't getting comfortable
Hustle hard like Chapo
Fuck a 9 to 5 that's 8 hours of my dough
Yaw queens under pressure
I'm Jason Terry, never sweat
When i look in the mirror, it say this real as it get's

Send my bro some money he got one year till he free
Know he would do it for me
Felt like we was kids last week
Remember you was in the streets getting dough how you can
Bullet hole in your hand
They put one in your fam

Time flies and the world keeps spinning
I can't wait till we all the way up on Remy
And good broccoli
I'm timid but still cocky
Try me I'll go rocky
You fools chicken
Grill me, i'll show you, you teriyaki

I'm like Dennis with my peeps but i'm the chill one
Menace on the beats you can ask Mister Wilson

They say you can tell a lot by a man's shoes
Well if you looking at mine you can tell i'm brand new
Stay fresh that's why the broads coming like i'm Cancan
Never let a bopper tell you what you can and can't do

These guys got no class
Talking down on they ex-chick
I be on to the next chick and the next check

BALLS BIG like your debt bitch
Uh
I'm so lit like the exit
Uh

No Lexus my Jag all black like we at Essence
Austin that's my Vertebrae, prodigy of texas
I smashed 50 girls so I get 21 questions
Rappers stay stealing my style
But i'm flattered by impressions

My flow so sick you need to rub on some Vicks
Sip syrup for the cough* DJ screw in the whip
MJ with the rings
RIP to the king
If you look inside your self you got the key to your dreams

Not a producer turned rapper
I'm a dreamer turned raptor
Looking for my next meal
Hungrier than Fat Bastard

Everybody say i'm the shit, soiled pampers
But i'm humble cause the game is RAW spelled backwards
Full of actors
Hollywood nigga's and backers
Flashing non having hoes fronting
Chasing frauds
Kissing ass for password
To short cuts with gatekeepers
No wonder why my old manager said she hate people
Too many fake people

Fake love like Drake said
Especially when you doing everything they wish they did

Don't get confused use your jewel find your juice
Cause there's a lot of competition
But there only one you
Drop game for the youth

Know the game yea i'm boss
When my pub deal up
I'll be shining on a island like a star on Lost

While I just got home
With the view of the pacific ocean
Living coastal
They got question like Oprah
I guess I'm Iverson (the answer)
Passing test, like they open
Flexing on you haters i'm the black Hulk Hogan
No relation to you haters ya'll got drag queen emotions
I don't come down on my prices you better pay him what you owe hims
Motherfucker it's time..

New vibes, new experiences now
Now a nigga getting paid for appearances now
They appearance ain't matching what their lyrics about
Where all these hot rappers i ain't hearing about
This yaw last chance, ask chance ya'll rhymes belong in the trash, all that gassing never lasting...man fuck it

Gotta Rep The Town 2

Bars for Dee [Prod. J.white DID it]

Lyrics:

Verse 1:
Call me Chef Troy, DAT BOY
Fly Jets-son, El Roy
G6 going far east
Jaguar on my keys
If you want beef then I'm Arbys
Blow your face off like a Zombie
Burn them trees down Rastafari
Black excellence Marcus Garvey
Had a dream then I did that
Martin Luther King with a pimp swag
If you're broke boy, better fix that
Im like James Harden by the rim, Slam , Hot Damn, 
can't stop a nigga now
Like it's 01', and I'm Jigga now
Got the blueprint got it figured out
Flow iceland in the winter now

Chorus:
Had a dream now I be dat
Seen a Jag like I need that
Real King, yea I be dat
Need the plug yea I be dat
Be dat
Be dat Be dat
(Need the plug yea I be dat)
Be dat
X2

Verse 2:
Imma get rich or die trying
So I'm living like Steve Jobs did
Only thing people remember
When your gone is what you accomplished
Told me she had to gift
Then she took the dick down to her tonsils (Slobbin)
Tryna keep up with my grind
Need some Miley Cyrus for your Nostrils
Because I get it, my girls look like they from Vivid
Got the flyest hoes, you just pay they ticket
Like the Judge said it, better listen
I'm a king it's a privilege for a minute in my presence
Bars in the desert, boulders in my bezel
Rhyming get us out the ghetto or it's balling
And they wondering why a nigga flossing
Cause I

Chorus:
Had a dream now I be dat
Seen a Jag like I need that
Real King, yea I be dat
Need the plug yea I be dat
Be dat
Be dat Be dat
(Need the plug yea I be dat)
Be dat
X2

Be Dat [Prod. J.white DID it & TROY NōKA]

On My Way To Austin [Skit 1]

Lyrics: 

CHORUS:
I be shutting blocks down just like it's sixth street
Nigga's out here hating on me yea they try'na get me
But I'm in the lead, in the lead on the speedway
Im way out your league, in the lead
Texas Relays

Verse 1:
Remember how irrelevant i'm making you be
Just to show you blueprints, how it's something, it's something to see
I bet you rappers need something to eat
I heard your gonna take the crown I said ha ha not from me
Make the money
Cartwheels (flip that)
Sisqo (platinum)
Dru hill
You know how the game go
You can't make up for the bullshit
Jumping on when nigga's is on, that's what nigga's is on
I'm on what biggie was on
Laid back getting stacked till my nigga's is on
Like Rico "they don't know"
But I'm better than yaw
Thats why i walk with my head faced to heaven on yaw
Young hustler keep that shit in your teeth when your by me
Blue they eyes up then put poison ivy in their I.V

CHORUS:
I be shutting blocks down just like it's sixth street
Nigga's out here hating on me yea they try'na get me
But I'm in the lead, in the lead on the speedway
Im way out your league, in the lead
Texas Relays

Outro:
To realize your self is the best revenge
You shouldn't feel fear when your next to friends
Put the house on TROY all bets is in
Cup in my hand, young Jeff Gordon

Texas Relay [Prod. Vegyn]

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from Troy NōKA's "Free Dreaming". download @ troynoka.com

Right Now ft. T.Coles [Prod. TROY NoKA]

Dreamer [Prod. TROY NoKA]

http://www.mtvu.com/music/song-premiere-troy-noka-dom-kennedy-feelin-it

Feelin' It ft. Dom Kennedy [Prod. TROY NoKA]

Love.Fear.Pianos JUNE 2013 @ http://www.TroyNoKA.com

Heaven [Prod. TROY NoKA]

PROUD OF ME ft. DOM KENNEDY (demo) [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Naughty [Prod. TROY NōKA] (demo)

Music Video: https://youtu.be/mX3tSH_-L2g
Lyrics:

Hook:
I'm connected to the universe/
I'm connected to the stars/
I'm connected to the Moon, Saturn, Venus and Mars/
I'm connected to the planet/
I'm connected to the dirt/
I'm connected to the roots, water, fire, air, earth/

Verse:
Connected in many ways, perfection/
I don't mean to 1 up like 11 but I'm the next one/
I'm in God mode, I don't hang around with people I wouldn't die for/
Give it space...stay mindful/
The bigger your ego, bigger your blindfold/
I'm connected to the source like timecode/
Understand the tribe we derived from was stifled/
Maintain the frames in the brain, new Gestapo/
John H. Clarke's what they don't wanna rival/
Got jewels like the bible, it's all Ma'at, I see the Fibonacci spirals/

Hook:
I'm connected to the universe/
I'm connected to the stars/
I'm connected to the Moon, Saturn, Venus and Mars/
I'm connected to the planet/
I'm connected to the dirt/
I'm connected to the roots, water, fire, air, earth/

Gon fly, no lie, guess why? I'm connected to the sky

Connected [Prod. TROY NōKA]

New Album 🔥THE FIRE🔥 Out Now - https://linktr.ee/troynoka

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