Next Level 2 Lyrics – BabyTron
Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew
***, I ain’t gon say this the last level, but we getting there. This the next level, next chapter, the New Testament, Bin Reaper 3. It ain’t much more to say but, ShittyBoyz!
Sometimes, it ain’t about the shine, it’s the grind
Sometimes, it ain’t gon be yo time, wait in line
Sometimes, it ain’t about the shine, it’s the grind
Sometimes, it ain’t gon be yo time, wait in line
You might take a hundred Ls, but the dubs be the difference
Pop a 10, I’m stuck as hell, whole time I’m floating to the distance
I remember someone asking me, like “Tron, what make you different?”
I replied, “Without I, you can’t even spell commitment”
Do you get it? Listen, I’m so *** in the mix, bro can get it
Hit it, whip it, mix it, flip a brick
Double double Luka Tronic, you a end with 6 assists
I can tell you right now, what you doin that it isn’t it (***)
Brrrt, Brrt, Brrt
*** you better not try to touch me, if you do *** gon’ get ugly
If you do, *** gon’ get crazy, flood yo’ block like that *** Haiti
Brrt (Shh)
You’re not making this easy, Kyle
*** you better not try to touch me, if you do *** gon’ get ugly
If you do, *** gon’ get crazy, flood yo’ block like that *** Haiti
Maybach, fourmatic, five eighty
Took two fifty in Mercedes
*** be so silly dilly, thinkin’ they can really play me
*** you better not try to touch me, if you do *** gon’ get ugly
If you do, *** gon’ get crazy, flood yo’ block like that *** Haiti
Maybach, fourmatic, five eighty
Took two fifty in Mercedes
*** be so silly dilly, thinkin’ they can really play me
Mister take yo’ *** brodie seen more licks than envelopes
Bustdown on my wrist, I’m up in strips, you think I’m sellin’ ***