If you was from where I'm from, did what I did
Seen what I seen, then trust me, you would believe why I act like this,
And I move the way I move, like it's 2016
I'm still thuggin' in my trues,
Yeah, ask me what I want, they like money or the hoes
I'm like shit all the above, I'm the plug all pros, 4 states and 4 shows
In the stu, bitch I'm dope, we just went and scooped up loafy on the way down the road
They wanna rap like us, they wanna dress like us, they see how we coming
All of a sudden, now they step like us,
They wanna rap like us, they wanna dress like us
They see how we coming, All of a sudden, now they step like us
If you was from where I'm from, did what I did, Seen what I seen, then trust me
You would believe why I act like this, And I move the way I move, like it's 2016
I'm still thuggin' in my trues,
Like it's 2016, I got the robins on the jeans
My n***a loafy on the phone, talking bout he want some lean
We f*ck or wockhardt , we ain't sippin' on no green
I seen some real money before I turn 16,
It's funny, why these niggas love to talk shit
When you lookin' at they pockets, niggas broker than a bitch
He talk about the guns, he ain't never carried a stick
His mind trippin' off the drugs, he need to get up off that shit
Mind problems, getting money, is the solution
He linkin' with the hoes, man, these niggas out here stupid
Bands in the Benz, touch me, I'm gettin' ruthless
30 stick pokin' out, Ill leave a nigga clueless
I been told these weird niggas I'm the illest
And it's a real reason, niggas callin' me the villain
He got popped up in his top, he ain't never felt that feelin
Got some niggas trained to uh, one call, they get trippin'
Like it's 2016, I got the chicken in the trues
Slidin' in the Benz, ask your bitch how she do
Stay down until you come up, before your time is due
And I ain't f*ckin' with no strips unless them bitches turn blue
He speakin' bout the money, he ain't never had shi
He seen the kicks up on my feet, he wish he had this
By 2025, hope my niggas getting rich
Shoutout to the niggas I know, they grindin' for this shit
CashMoneyBands - Like Its 2016 (feat. BeejayRell) Lyrics
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If you was from where I'm from, did what I did
Seen what I seen, then trust me, you would believe why I act like this,
And I move the way I move, like it's 2016
I'm still thuggin' in my trues,
Yeah, ask me what I want, they like money or the hoes
I'm like shit all the above, I'm the plug all pros, 4 states and 4 shows
In the stu, bitch I'm dope, we just went and scooped up loafy on the way down the road
They wanna rap like us, they wanna dress like us, they see how we coming
All of a sudden, now they step like us,
They wanna rap like us, they wanna dress like us
They see how we coming, All of a sudden, now they step like us
If you was from where I'm from, did what I did, Seen what I seen, then trust me
You would believe why I act like this, And I move the way I move, like it's 2016
I'm still thuggin' in my trues,
Like it's 2016, I got the robins on the jeans
My n***a loafy on the phone, talking bout he want some lean
We f*ck or wockhardt , we ain't sippin' on no green
I seen some real money before I turn 16,
It's funny, why these niggas love to talk shit
When you lookin' at they pockets, niggas broker than a bitch
He talk about the guns, he ain't never carried a stick
His mind trippin' off the drugs, he need to get up off that shit
Mind problems, getting money, is the solution
He linkin' with the hoes, man, these niggas out here stupid
Bands in the Benz, touch me, I'm gettin' ruthless
30 stick pokin' out, Ill leave a nigga clueless
I been told these weird niggas I'm the illest
And it's a real reason, niggas callin' me the villain
He got popped up in his top, he ain't never felt that feelin
Got some niggas trained to uh, one call, they get trippin'
Like it's 2016, I got the chicken in the trues
Slidin' in the Benz, ask your bitch how she do
Stay down until you come up, before your time is due
And I ain't f*ckin' with no strips unless them bitches turn blue
He speakin' bout the money, he ain't never had shi
He seen the kicks up on my feet, he wish he had this
By 2025, hope my niggas getting rich
Shoutout to the niggas I know, they grindin' for this shit
Seen what I seen, then trust me, you would believe why I act like this,
And I move the way I move, like it's 2016
I'm still thuggin' in my trues,
Yeah, ask me what I want, they like money or the hoes
I'm like shit all the above, I'm the plug all pros, 4 states and 4 shows
In the stu, bitch I'm dope, we just went and scooped up loafy on the way down the road
They wanna rap like us, they wanna dress like us, they see how we coming
All of a sudden, now they step like us,
They wanna rap like us, they wanna dress like us
They see how we coming, All of a sudden, now they step like us
If you was from where I'm from, did what I did, Seen what I seen, then trust me
You would believe why I act like this, And I move the way I move, like it's 2016
I'm still thuggin' in my trues,
Like it's 2016, I got the robins on the jeans
My n***a loafy on the phone, talking bout he want some lean
We f*ck or wockhardt , we ain't sippin' on no green
I seen some real money before I turn 16,
It's funny, why these niggas love to talk shit
When you lookin' at they pockets, niggas broker than a bitch
He talk about the guns, he ain't never carried a stick
His mind trippin' off the drugs, he need to get up off that shit
Mind problems, getting money, is the solution
He linkin' with the hoes, man, these niggas out here stupid
Bands in the Benz, touch me, I'm gettin' ruthless
30 stick pokin' out, Ill leave a nigga clueless
I been told these weird niggas I'm the illest
And it's a real reason, niggas callin' me the villain
He got popped up in his top, he ain't never felt that feelin
Got some niggas trained to uh, one call, they get trippin'
Like it's 2016, I got the chicken in the trues
Slidin' in the Benz, ask your bitch how she do
Stay down until you come up, before your time is due
And I ain't f*ckin' with no strips unless them bitches turn blue
He speakin' bout the money, he ain't never had shi
He seen the kicks up on my feet, he wish he had this
By 2025, hope my niggas getting rich
Shoutout to the niggas I know, they grindin' for this shit
Writer: J P
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid