Rich Adam - Summer Sixteen Freestyle lyrics
{Hook I} Pushing Keep Pushing Pushing Keep Pushing Keep Pushing Pushing Keep Pushing Keep pushing until the end All Winners Compete All Twenty Sixteen Taking shots at the referee Place aim on the enemy It's all the same damn thing Some things never change Keep pushing until the end [Verse I] You already know what I'm about Holyfield on Tyson I just came back with the knockout Connor McGregor The referee had to go and stop the bout Is it fair to compare El Chapo to Aldo though I don't know I mean I mean it's Childish Where did Donald Glover go? They booed you off of the stage I mean it's in your name You ain't acting your age I'm Chris Benoit with the flow though Flexing with the roid rage Road head minus the road rage & I'm paving my way to my lane change Oh God Damn It ain't hard to see You ain't as hard as me My flow is concrete Through the rain and the sleet Sleep is the cousin of d**h So I keep the heat in my bed sheets For the sheep that have been counting Z's on me Tell you a story Then I read them and weep I rose up from the pavement In front of the bank and that's a statement It's almost like you don't know how to state it after I say it & it's obvious not preposterous I'm on some awesome sh** All that drinking got you to comfortable Don't lean on me thinking you're untouchable Trust me : You can't touch me But I guarantee your city f**s with me & you and your boys have been a little bit quiet Couldn't make any noise Because no one will buy it Your sh** is not lit It's silent like a dry hit Like a billboard when we see you We drive right by it {Hook II} I'm looking for my friends All Winter Sixteen All Summer Sixteen You all know what it is You all know what I mean You all know what it do We all wanting that green I'm looking for my friends {Bridge} It's time to put the weed out (Clears Throat) Let me talk to 'em [Verse II] Lost a lot of friends Some sent to their graves Some went different ways Summer riding waves (Some are riding waves) Convo with M Train Gave me VIP at Juicy J He told me that I was onto something & he made no a**umptions A lot of people be putting in work But never had their hands in the dirt Too busy getting the mud on their knees Don't mind if I get the blood on my leaves I'm one of a kind A beautiful mind Your credit declined & that's a sign You're crossing the line & you're wasting my time Too focused on the outcome Keeping it under my thumb But I never bit my tongue More of that where it came from Too much to look forward to To be wasting my words on you You ain't got a whole lot to show or prove & I'm already out here and I'm paying my dues I rather stack bread with the people I lunch with I rather fine dine with the b**hes I f** with You're like Lil Wayne with the Truckfit I'm more like Alexander Wang with the outfit We ain't cut from the same cloth I'm tailored and you're too Kriss Kross I don't stand behind a**holes Don't care to be sh**ted on Your lane is full of potholes Lucky I even mentioned you in a song I don't eat KFC So good luck riding in that bucket I keep it low key I don't open doors No need to budget (budge it) {Hook III} All Winter Sixteen All Summer Sixteen Pushing until the end Looking for my friends When does it ever end? Bang