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:

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]

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: 

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

Slow It Down [Prod. J White DID It]

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

S-Type Memories [Prod. TROY NoKA]

On My Mama [Prod. TROY NoKA]

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]

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:
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]

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

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

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

Made it yesterday. Dropped it today.

LYRICS:

2021 a lot people gon hear about me/

It's mine, claiming my wins/

Just don’t play with my ends/

A lot niggaz was spy’s/

Snakes playing as friends/

So I made my seats Taipan/

My girl just got a Benz/

I'm not copping shit/

Til' I can cop my shit times 10/

I’m thinking like Sean Carter/

I own my shit like when I first got started/

Wiz Up that’s the label/

Nigga What y’all thought it

Was?/

Slow burn buzz/

But Complex still calling/

I might get a Cartier/

Rainbow bust down, balling/

Donnell Rawlings/

Ya'll fools funny/

Niggaz is lost/

Let my girl ring finger defrost/

Grown man shit/

I got more drive than SanDisk/

Drive like Ryan Gosling/

2049 Whips/

Futuristic, concepts/

Rolling the dice/

What you waiting on?

Shit locked down/

I’m in my flip flops now/

Comfortable in the booth/

Fry the beat like trout/

At a diner/

I'm a diamond/

In the cave, like a miner/

Cooking fire/

That’s some lava/

Too much sauce/

Enchiladas/

Said she wanna taste the Chocolate/

You know NōKA ain’t gon stop her/

My girl pussy taste like guava/

That’s some shit you can’t tell ya momma/

But I told her i’ll hold us down/

She think I’m fly as helicopter/

Got my blinders for these boppers/

I ain’t tryna have no drama/

I’m just tryna fatten my pockets/

You know adding up my commas/

You know more green than farmers/

You know spread some to my partners/

I be in the cut like barbers/

Tryna see how to go harder/

I ain't focused on no problems/

Cause my vision clear, no goggles/

Say It Freestyle [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]

I need more than whips and these bitches and shit/
Yea
I need more than look my roof missing and shit/ 
Yea 
I need more than balling and flossing and shit/ 
Yea 
I need more than barking and talking and shit/ 
Yea 

I need that realness 
Substance/ 
Bought her a Rollie
Oyster/
I need my queen thorough/ 
Got dirt in your nails
You busted/ 

You ain't Snow on tha Bluff, you bluffing/ 
Play with my time, that’s stealing/
Might kidnap your kids for a million/
I might just snap and go kill one/

Hook:
Life is swift 
Just commit 
This can’t miss 
I got em pissed 
I’m on my shit 
Thinking like this 
They hate when we rich 
X2

Please hold 
While I look look thru the peephole/ 
Mediate, and found out everything’s equal/ 
Balance, polarity 
Plus side and minus/ 
But the government lock us down so we don’t find where/
Hope is, faith is, love is 
Binance, bought too much Ethereum 
Came up, too fast/
Save up, buy land 
In Ghana you a citizen/ 
So Marcus Garvey dream can come true 
You think we idiots?/

Hook:
Life is swift 
Just commit 
This can’t miss 
I got em pissed 
I’m on my shit 
Thinking like this 
They hate when we rich 
X2

Swift [Prod. TROY NōKA]

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