Troy NōKA - GRTT lyrics

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Troy NōKA - GRTT lyrics

TROY NōKA: These days I be keeping to myself Yeah I always had Trouble speaking up when I need help It's all family when ya going with the flow They wish d**h on ya soul soon as you tell them no Damn f** that We from Texas Yaw weak sauce leave that fake sh** in ya neckless Hit Stubbs in the summer grabbed the mic and I wrecked it Bout to blow up while these fools well rested I done been around But I gotta rep the town Hold my city down Yea I gotta rep the town Gotta rep the town gotta gotta rep the town (screw) I gotta rep my town even when I'm not around I'ma be gone Til November babe I ain't coming back until a n***a paid They can't tell me nothing when my money rightttt I gotta rep my town forget the other side Rip to screw and all the legends I always said that I'll be bigger than that n***a Elvis Get a crib like Michael dells Or that's just being selfish ? Are we lazy or sh** are we just being helpless ? So focused on where the wealth is Never look inside and see The riches is in who you helping The real treasures in your rareness No comparing You couldn't be me if you were my twin Southside stay on point like a pen yea I done been around But I gotta rep the town Hold my city down Yea I gotta rep the town Gotta rep the town gotta gotta rep the town (screw) I gotta rep my town even when I'm not around I'ma be gone Til November babe I ain't coming back until a n***a paid They can't tell me nothing when my money rightttt I gotta rep my town forget the other side You get paid off the discipline Is what the big homie told me f** tryna chill now is what these rich n***as showed me So I'm waking up early in the gym like I'm Kobe Learning fast so I'm about to k** the game so slowly I don't talk much the gossip not for me Guess I'll be another person like the top is so lonely Who can see me? young boys wanna be But I'm Jay at 51 little boy you won't beat me Mayweather in the ring undefeated Winning so much they think I'm cheating You better say sir when you greet em You got no sense like Freedia Freedia Freedia Knowledge is power thats ya freedom Wiz Up in the building Next we in the coliseum You just got game Spike Lee'd em