Summer Sixteen

Album: single release only (2016)
Charted: 23 6
  • Looking, looking, looking
    Looking, looking, looking
    Looking, looking
    Looking
    Looking

    Looking for revenge
    All summer sixteen
    All summer sixteen
    Playing dirty not clean
    Out in front of Four Seasons
    Looking like a damn football team
    All in the same thing
    All repping one thing
    Looking for revenge

    To do what you couldn't do
    Tell Obama that my verses are just like the whips that he in
    They bulletproof
    Minus twenty we in Pitfield
    At Kai's kitchen in a Canada Goose
    Famous as fuck but I'm still in the cut when they round up the troops
    I'm just a sicko a real sicko when you get to know me nigga
    I let the diss record drop, you was staying right below me, nigga
    We must have played it a hundred times, you was going to bed
    Why would I put on a vest, I expect you to aim for the head?
    I coulda killed you the first time
    You don't have to try and say it louder nigga
    Trust, we heard you the first time
    It's nothing personal I would have done it to anyone
    And I blame where I came from
    And I blame all my day ones
    You know Chubbs like Draymond
    You better off not saying nothing
    Them boys they a handful
    Then I hit 'em with the Hotline
    Chris Breezy with the dance moves
    Mo-G with the dance moves
    Ave Boy with the dance moves
    Jimi Hendrix with the solo
    Those the strings that you can't pull
    Yeah, and I could really dish it out
    Come and get it from the source
    But fuck with all the word of mouth
    Golden State running practice at my house
    Nigga, what am I about?
    You gon' really feel it now
    I'm out here

    Looking for revenge
    All summer sixteen
    All summer sixteen
    Playing dirty not clean
    Out in front of Four Seasons
    Looking like a damn football team
    All repping one thing
    Looking for revenge

    All you boys in the new Toronto want to be me a little
    All your exes know I like my O's with a V in the middle
    You would love it if I went away or didn't say nothing else
    How am I keeping it real by keeping this shit to myself?
    You was never gang, gang, gang, gang, you was never one of us
    Had us fooled for a minute there, now we done all grown up
    But I'm better off anyway, y'all never gon' finish Drake
    Say you seeing 'bout it when you see me man y'all never home anyway
    Thought of things that you shoulda said, said things that you shouldn't say
    We even gave y'all the whole money play and y'all broke to this day
    "Oh it's your time now" yeah, that's what everybody say
    I used to wanna be on Roc-A-Fella then I turned into Jay
    Now I got a house in LA, now I got a bigger pool than Ye
    And look man, Ye's pool is nice, mine's just bigger's what I'm saying
    I'm that nigga's what I'm saying
    Getting things done around here
    How you let me run it down here
    I'm not even from around here
    Six, six, six, six, six soon as I'm back in the city they throw a parade
    I might get a key to the city and give it to Wayne
    Or give it to one of the young boys to carry the wave
    Yeah, so trust me, they'll be out here

    Looking for revenge
    All summer sixteen
    All summer sixteen
    Playing dirty not clean
    Out in front of Four Seasons
    Looking like a damn football team
    All repping one thing
    Looking for

    They don't want us to have a bigger pool than Kanye Writer/s: Aubrey Drake Graham, Noah James Shebib, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Brian Bennett, Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer
    Publisher: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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