Looking
Looking, looking
Looking
Looking, looking
Looking, looking
Looking
Looking

Looking for revenge
All summer sixteen
All summer sixteen
Playing dirty, not clean
Out front of Four Seasons lookin' 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, that 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 stayin' right below me, nigga
We must have played it a hundred times, you was goin' 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 sayin' none
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 are 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 that word of mouth
Golden State runnin' 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 front of Four Seasons lookin' like a damn football team
All repping one thing
Looking for revenge

All you boys in the New Toronto wanna 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 keepin' it real by keepin' 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 seein' '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
Outf ront of Four Seasons lookin' like a damn football team
All repping one thing
Looking for re—

(They don't want us to have a bigger pool than Kanye)