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:

Y’all know my songs gon stream 
Like Yellowstone 

On the phone raising bucks that's a Telaton 

9/11 on the mic Troy hella bomb 

Bugatti Chiron on the autobahn

My car talk to me like decepticons 

Like to get the bread first like restaurants 

Then you get the girls, I’m like what else you want?

You a gold digger, friends with leprechauns 

Diamonds making rainbows shape of lucky charms 

These knot got my pants sagging 
chubby arms 

I’m a breath of fresh air, gas on Chevron 

Smoking till my lungs black, Teflon 

Whole crew real no actors Zach Efron 

Niggaz ungrateful better watch who you stepping on 

Ran that marathon, fly like a carry on 

Carry extra clips for war Barbadian

I be putting in overtime while they out for lunch 

Bars dope as a mug no coffee cups 

Your girl in my comment, you like get off his nuts 

My rings on ice (bling) like a hockey puck 


My team too nice you should rock wit us 

Dreams became reality like Oculus 

Nigga get salty so fast when you blowing up 

I gave em formula, never stop showing up 

Stacking up so many bucks I need a armored truck, Gucci wit the Donald Duck 



It’s still fuck Donald trump 

Kill a black man 

Then pay his family for cover up 

Ima keep cooking up this crack 

Til it bubble up 

Crack music 

Feds I’m not stupid 

They’ll take raps to the court 

And include em

Judge acting like he don’t know 

That we human 

Watch us like 

We just on a show 

Hmm like Truman 

They say ignorance is bliss
like clueless
So I should rap about hoes and not do shit
Guess I should buy a lot of clothes
with bad credit
And I should copy what I see
for the aesthetic

I call my momma everyday yeah

Life moving

I call my brothers everyday yeah

Life moving 

And if it’s money on table 

Ima pursue it  

I’m hustla baby 

Ima get to it 

Feel I don seen it all 

I don’t been thru it 

I feel like niggaz ain’t ya dawg

They just wanna move up 

Bite the paw that feeds you 

It’s never enough 

so Ima ball on you niggaz

Like jigga and puff

Sailor Moon Freestyle [Prod. TROY NōKA]

Written by Terror Jr. & TROY NōKA
Outro and keys by Brian Kennedy

Fix [Prod. TROY NōKA]

My chain let there be light like Genesis 
Just cop the 21 G80 Genesis
Got the 380 cocked from my Nemesis 
Too humble and the game steals ya innocence 

Now it's pay me first, what's the benefits?
Had to work harder than some immigrants
Head to learn the lessons, stay diligent

Uh superhuman like limitless
Money in my mailbox like stimulus 
I was broke IRS had me limited
But i got the gifts Saint Nicholas
She a freak, real naughty feels different
They'll try to block you out if indigenous 
But you can't stop God's instruments
Life playing out how we pictured it
You can't judge a man off one incident

This important, you important real important

30 bands
60 bands
90 
I need all my land, and that mule
dark skin, house like the promise land


Free all my dawgs in false imprisonment

Always a white dude in a picture man,  no coincidence

It's a maze labyrinth it's a system yea
Gotta unlock yourself cause you infinite 
Activate them chakras hope you listening
Articulate transforming thru discipline

Pick my brain 
3 stacks and Kanye
Stevie Wonder and Jay
mixed a little Dilla
Bowie and Marvin Gaye

I was made for this
Greatest artist alive 
I can say that shit

Bar up ya favorite rapper's favorite rapper
Do it blind fold
Like I drive a Mercedes backwards

I should of signed with Dr Dre
put me on Shady/After
Math running up the numbers
like I'm skipping chapters

Damn Troy too hot, they better get a spatular
graduated hard knocks, I didn't get a bachelors 

Went to Troy University

Promise Land [Prod. TROY NōKA]

I know I know
I know everything
til I fall on my back
And get stuck like turtles

Seen all before
Running laps like gerbils

Tryna get out
Mishaps and hurdles

Everybody poppin'
Take the scraps and kernels

I’m like God what’s good
moved me back in circles

I stay to myself
So these raps my journals

You know the raps inferno

And you know these girls all on ya
Back and sternum

Soon as ya shit crack
They be all your sack

But when you coming up
Act like you maccin' in German

You know thats tabernacle, no sermon

I know know know
Things gon get better

I should quit my job and get this cheddar
We ain’t got forever
and we ain't bout to settle 
Need the watch on drip*
Look Like I’m drooling on the bezel

God shined his light on me
So I’m dueling with devil

Tryna stay awake
Keep it moving
On the day to day

Rat race
Gotta make a way

smoke the 8th away

Dream killers tryna take my fate away
Not today

On these tracks I be taking off*
Holidays

I need a bad yellow bone
Billie holiday

Bars like Conway
Beats like Dr. Dre*
Y’all be making albums bout nothing like Wale
I be spitting real deal
RIP Dante
Wright

Just know it’s gon be alright

Just live your life

God shined his light on me
So I’m dueling with devil

Tryna stay awake
Keep it moving
take it day by day*

I Know [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]

Lyrics:

Hook:
Choose you baby 
 
I been shining too much on em lately, 
I’m upgrading

They can’t phase me 

Ima bet on myself 
If I’m crazy 

For thinking 
Im amazing 

If I won’t say I’m the best 
Who gon say it?

Choose you

1st Verse:

Man, niggaz ain't even creative
Tryna tell me who they favorite
Say my songs ain't for the playlist
Agent Smith clones in the Matrix

Everybody wanna try to be the boss
Niggaz try to play me, get played off
Ima do the work, watch it pay off
Hit-lear jets, no Adolf

Copycat generation 
Where's your imagination?
You know this too real they be hating
It ain't my song, switch the station

Thriller bad #1 like Michael
Everybody ain't gonna like you
The game starting to feel like high school
You 1 of 1 ain't nobody like you

Hook:
Choose you baby 
 
I been shining too much on em lately, 
I’m upgrading

They can’t phase me 

Ima bet on myself 
If I’m crazy 

For thinking 
Im amazing 

If I won’t say I’m the best 
Who gon say it?

Choose you

2nd Verse:

So you got a 9-5, that's all good
Can't pay your bills, that's not good
Gave up quick, that's not good
Now you talking bout how I can't do it

Never gave yourself a chance at your dreams
So you feeling misunderstood
You don't wanna be at your grave one day with your dreams from childhood
Staring in your face like you didn't give us a try to see if you would
Pop like Cardi B in New York Dolls
Vh1 popping off of cable
Now she popping off at labels
My manager asked "Are you disabled?
Please no daydreaming on the job, sanitize all them tables"

Hook:
Choose you baby 
 
I been shining too much on em lately, 
I’m upgrading

They can’t phase me 

Ima bet on myself 
If I’m crazy 

For thinking 
Im amazing 

If I won’t say I’m the best 
Who gon say it?

Choose you

Choose You [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:

Hook:
I just want the whole thang
I don't want a piece of
The pie got my eye on the cheese
Lil Caesars

1st verse:

Get up, get out, and get something yeah
I got a goal
Anything I want, I hold
Poverty's in the mind
Doors open for the bold
Never had a silver spoon so we put diamonds in the mold
From projects full of dope
To generations full of hope
From dead fathers
And mothers strong as Hercules that could do both
I mean work and provide
Nurture and emphasize
The importance of positive thought and talk in the mind

Shoutout to momma

Hook:
I just want the whole thang
I don't want a piece of
The pie got my eye on the cheese
Lil Caesars

2nd verse;
Need 
Big cheese
Gotta keep the whip clean
I be fly as Frisbees
Riding like a 10 speed
Use to know a cutie in a Audi
Hot as Kimchi
But she always needed cash driving around on empty
I be full of ideas
They be full of envy
My rug ain't from Ikea
Boujee in a Bentley
Shopping for Prada online
Wearing Fendi
If I talk about real shit 
It work against me against me

Hook:
I just want the whole thang
I don't want a piece of
The pie got my eye on the cheese
Lil Caesars

Little Caesars [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]

Things Dont Last (demo) [Prod. ELISÉO]

@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

Slow It Down [Prod. J White DID It]

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

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:

Verse 1:
Lord bless the Meek words with urgency
On this page I bleed speak purposely
Look inside not externally
Pops having hard times, is it Karma now?
15 years tow my mama down
I don't fuck with excuses lies turn a good nigga ruthless
Southside know what it is
I don't fear nothing but fear
Life get hard I just change up the gear
I ain't worried about them they ain't paying my bills
Fly like a eagle but my name ain't Seal
People wanna hang but I'm chasing the mil's

CHORUS:
I can't fuck wit ya'll like rumors with no humor we can't lose
Oh lord
Oh lord
Im gonna need cash in advance
We ain't that close to be friends
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Real talk can you hear me?
You don't wanna try me
No
Don't wanna try me
No
Don't wanna try me
No


Verse 2:
Lord it's getting blurry help me understand
Young James Worthy father stretch my hands
I was depressed for a couple years
That's when you see who your couple friends is
Business minded and I mind my business
Try'na find myself in the limits
God don't hear the prayer of a sinner
Looking for a peace in the mirror
Fighting with my flesh and my spirit
Damn the stress got me anxious
No doctor so I got no patience


CHORUS:
I can't fuck wit ya'll like rumors with no humor we can't lose
Oh lord
Oh lord
Im gonna need cash in advance
We ain't that close to be friends
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Real talk can you hear me?
You don't wanna try me
No
Don't wanna try me
No
Don't wanna try me
No

Verse 2:
Gabriel tell the lord
Oh lord
That them devils working hard so hard

I'm a success already african american past 22
Now it's long pools with the stellar view
Prayers like swords and I'm black Zelda
What I tell these fools mind clear cinderella shoes
Gaurd my soul when I lay down
Give me strength when I break down

Outro:
Life unsung but I'm still young
Still young
Help me understand the world
The world
Im just praying I can stand it
Oh lord
Oh lord

Im gonna need cash in advance
We ain't that close to be friends
Oh Lord
Oh Lord
Real talk can you hear me?
You don't wanna try me
No
Don't wanna try me
No
Don't wanna try me
No

GRTT2

Oh Lord [Prod. Vegyn]

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]

@troynoka

No pick up lines, Ima just keep it Playa/
 
I got a room at the Fontainebleau you should meet there/ 

I’m MIA in the studio yea I got a plan/
 
She watching Netflix without me 
I’m thinking about them bands/ 

I got champagne by the bed  
I feel like James bonds /

Blessings from above 
This view like king Kong’s/ 

She out shower she ain’t even got a thing on/ 
I been thinking bout you baby like that frank song/

HOOK:

I been thinking about you all day 
I want you to myself X4 


Mimosas from breakfast 
Your feet in the sand/
 
Put that charm on your neck, I’m a lucky man/

Take one for the gram so they see you was there/

Im adventurous my life is like truth or dares/ 

Convertible lambo's
But you make them stare/ 

You be hurting em damn girl 
You ain’t even fair/
 
Let’s toast to the bad times 
Cause they brought us here/
 
She said she kept the door key as a souvenir/

HOOK:

I been thinking about you all day 
I want you to myself X4 

You got me tongue tied, sometimes
It's going down, just like it's lunch time/

Order food, more wine
We tryna get drunk by sundown/

On the beach, night time
That fantasy, I think this the right time/

No regrets, right now
I be thinking about freaking you/

I want you to myself X4 (just you)

HOOK:

I been thinking about you all day 
I want you to myself X4

YOU TO MYSELF (Fontainebleau)[Prod. J.White did it]

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

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

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]

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