2016 Lyrics

Ayy, ayy

People change, things change, everybody change eventually

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

I'm counting this cash

My son ask me like 'Dad how you get rich?'

Just have a plan,Whatever that you make back, go flip again

I was down bad, No way in hell they'd ever think we win

Felt like I'm LeBron for the Cavs & it's 2016

Felt like I'm LeBron for the Cavs, bae we was down like 3-1

In that GTR, that shit so fast, these niggas can't even keep up

I can't feed no grown-ass nigga, I'd rather go feed my son

Ayy, smack lil' baby, I hear it from the back, so good, I'm making her run

Smack lil' baby, I hit from the back, so good, fuckin' up her weave

Man she chattin', tell me if I take a loss, she stay with me

Ayy, on God, I put that shit, if I take a loss, I get it back

Just find out where he at, grrah, splat

Babe, my life a movie, I'm fresh as hell and I got clips

2016, it's just me, Loc, and Wavy hitting licks

2016, it's just me, Loc, and Wavy in the trap

Be careful, you don't waste no time, cause you can't get it back

These niggas ask to borrow shit, knowing they aint gon' give it back

Ayy, Harvard shoulda gave me a scholarship for making it out the trap

Grah, like, Harvard shoulda gave me a scholarship for making it out the trap

I'm counting this cash

My son ask me like 'Dad how you get rich?'

Just have a plan,Whatever that you make back, go flip again

I was down bad, No way in hell they'd ever think we win

Felt like I'm LeBron for the Cavs & it's 2016

2016