HUSTLE MY RELIGION [Prod. TROY NoKA]

Lyrics:

Hook:
Vamos a Ensenada/
Beber vino en mi casa/
Al lado de la playa/
Y bailar hasta la mañana/
 x2

Verse:
Vamos to the next style/
Sippin' on Ace of Spades, we don't drink Cristal/

In the lab like X-files/
They ain't cut like me, unique textile/

Tú muy bonita, make a thug smile/
Bonnie & Clyde, skipping trials, in exile/

All these other mami's getting X out/
Then we hit the wine route, tell them bring they best out/

At Decantos, mucho mas pronto/
Hit Quatro Quatros, view like sopranos/
Grinding on the wood, got it hot like palo santos/
She said Troy you cold, I said you betta getta pancho/

on beats, Picasso/
Kill it, mourning, Alonzo/
Haters be acting macho/
Must be on that blanco/

I want the cilantro/
honcho like Pablo/
NōKA drive ya lady gaga, No Alejandro/

Hook:
Vamos a Ensenada/
Beber vino en mi casa/
Al lado de la playa/
Y bailar hasta la mañana/

Guitar, Piano & Live bass by: Distinguished Soundz (c) 2019

Ensenada [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]

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:

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]

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

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]

Let It All Work Out (TOSIN RMX)

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]

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

Dreamer [Prod. TROY NoKA]

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Don't Fall ft. T.Coles [Prod. TROY NoKA]

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

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

On my new album, coming soon! 3/27/22
LYRICS: https://genius.com/Troy-noka-working-hard-lyrics

Produced by:  TROY NōKA
Written by:  TROY NōKA
Background Vocals: Caelin Anne
Publishing: Wiz Up Publishing (BMI) 100%

Working Hard

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

Heaven [Prod. TROY NoKA]

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

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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