Troy NōKA - Bars For Dee 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 sh** like i'm sitting on the toilet I ain't getting comfortable Hustle hard like Chapo f** 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 co*ky 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 cla** Talking down on they ex-chick I be on to the next chick and the next check BALLS BIG like your debt b**h 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 ba*tard Everybody say i'm the sh**, soiled pampers But i'm humble cause the game is RAW spelled backwards Full of actors Hollywood n***a's and backers Flashing non having hoes fronting Chasing frauds Kissing a** for pa**word 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 j**el 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) Pa**ing 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 Motherf**er it's time.. New vibes, new experiences now Now a n***a 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 ga**ing never lasting...man f** it Gotta Rep The Town 2