New Year, Same Tron Lyrics by BabyTron
Meet me on the top floor
[?] on the beat, ***
(ShittyBoyz)
Buffed up like a jock, geeked up like a nerd
***, I’m fly like a bird, I’m the *** like a turd
Evidence in the stash case them boys try to search
Fiends on the block off white, something like my shirt
Wake up, bite a Perc’, what can I say? My life berserk
Hell yeah, I’m living great, you can’t find a “I” in hurt
***, but I can spot a “U,” if the shoe fits, wear it
Four five off the hunnids, I’m a blue strip bearer
Take the two-six, air it, I ain’t blueprint sharing
Got a new *** staring, old money in the stash
Had so much commissary, had my bunky on a tab
Got a monkey on my back, off the muddy, miss the Act’
On the wild side of things, in Kentucky in a ‘Cat
Spinning back, toting strap with some money on my lap
‘Bows funky than a ***, it get musty in the trap
On the road, place a bet, you’d be lucky if I crap
Pape got me feeling groovy, I might dougie to the racks
Free my unky, when he back, gon’ have druggies spendin’ stacks
Like WWF, we’ll leave him bloody with a bat
Teaching lessons every time, you can study when I rap
If I’m on the 6, it’s with MJ and Fordi
If I’m on the 7, it’s with Rich P and [?]
You ain’t take them long gyro walks with me, Dee, and Jeff
You know Big Kev, Draymond been think he Steph’
Tryna win? Maybe next time
On the block *** ***, I’ma stretch five
*** a dime, *** cold, she an XI
Almost made a ten in nine minutes, tryna test time
I’ma call him Mr. Moissanite, all them SIs
I’ll meet you in the yard, but you the type to check blinds
You a *** jit
Talking ’bout top shelf? You got Boogie lit
Would’ve thought I just *** the beast, Marni hoodie ripped (Woo)
I’ve been rollin’ so much, I’ve pourin’ so much
Tryna cope with so much, I don’t show it so much
If I go, I go nuts, if I show, I show up
From the floor, it’s toe up when we walk in
I got six after six, we can talk BINs
Boy, I’ve been on some ***, we can talk wins (Where?)
We some hard hitters and you got a soft chin
You would think that I’m a pet trainer how my dogs spin
Down in [?] street, smoking crawfish
Looking at the haters like, “I called it” (I did)
You know the rules, ***, I crawled ‘fore I walked it (You know it)
You know the rules, ***, we hawked ‘fore they chalked him (You know it)
You know the rules, better walk how you talking
You can’t get your *** back, she was bought from an auction
Put them bands on his head, I did dawg like Ty Lawson
Never dripped, not once, *** is you, anti-saucin’?
Life a muhfuckin’ movie, thinking, “Why can’t I pause it?” (Man, that *** crazy)
Man, *** it, guess that I’ll grab some popcorn
You was at the finish line, what you stopped for? (Why?)
Hunnid reps with the Drac’, got the chop’ sore (Brr)
*** beefin’, ***, meet me on the top floor
ShittyBoyz Dog *** Militia
Long Live $cams
This for you, gang, you know?
Still on the same spot, still cookin’ in the Lab, experimenting, making magic, pouring potion, you know?
