Intro: Saba
Auuh, hahahaha 
Yeah‚ ayy‚ yeah‚ ayy, ayy

Verse 1: Saba
Had a plan, grab a pan from my west‚ grab a bands 
Girlfriend, she get sticky like a amphibian 
I'm the man, 20 grand‚ Pivot Clan, that's my band 
And that shit for life, but it ain't no tats on my skin 
I get paid every K, then you hatin' and shit 
Got a care on my head, but this Bape on my fit 
Runnin' laps round the lands, on some Daytona shit 
We fight wars with my boys, so I'm takin' the risk 
Fight a fan, Ron Artest, you salty man, heart attack 
They say that wouldn't happen' like a black man call the cab 
Yellin' free my nigga [?], free Carter 5 
You don't never say I'm circlin' shit in a Cadillac 
Hand me the ball, I get involved 
Niggas they ain't fuckin' with Pivot no more 
People was sleepin' on me and the boys and now we in the green 
You can see the report 
Rather me fail than see me in Forbes 
If I take an L, then it was important 
I treat the chat just like it's a toilet 
All of my niggas we needed a portion

Verse 2: Mfn Melo
Aya, ayy, mm, mm, yeah, uh 
Big nigga love the yams, burnt my soul in the kitchen 
Leanin' like italic with a bold disposition 
That moment like a padding got a soul with some stitches 
Witness like snitches, the globe gotta get this 
Viral infections, connect it like Nexus 
Lowkey I ain't never spend a T like Texas 
Before I speak, feel me like [?] 
Before I eat, break a piece, I ain't selfish 
A slum village took it all back, it was sun pillars, none fillers 
Flippin' dope like brick under the tongue, ain't it 
Gave me Cudi, rock my mic, and started hummin' it 
Tried to cripple me, but you know how I'm bombin' 
Move through the pain, you lose same, least I thought so 
Money on rain, grind a name, got me far so 
Married away, they still dig me like fossil 
Shine with no drive in no lane, you a car show

Verse 3: Kota The Friend
Yo, ah, yo, yo, yo
Broadway, broad day in the Uber with the tints now
Always we was guttin' hella dutches sittin' in the hallway
I was throwin' in a hand, now I'm holdin' all spades
And my shorty is a 10, 10, 10, I be stackin' like win, win, win
They tunin' in, like it's 10 10 wins
I know that we been lit, I know that I got it nigga
I don't gotta' spend it, ain't too many items on my wishlist
Comin' out of Highland 'cause they do not wanna miss this
Wakin' from they slumber, 'cause they tryna bare witness
Droppin' in the summer, but they treat it like it's Christmas
Couldn't finish school, I'm just happy that the pen hit
When I'm in the hood everybody show me real love
10 pounds every ten steps, homie down ya'
Shawty blow me up when she see I'm in her town, look
I'ma hit you up, if I see you on the route, uh

Verse 4: Frsh Waters
Touch
Watch me work, like play from the dirt
Dirty hands, all my mans got they palms on alert
They ain't with it, they ain't believe I'm worth, time to curse
Any nigga tryna watch us like the first
Pivot run it back, they react, they attract
We done black, like the hearin' back, hearin' that bag if they lack
Ain't no backin' down
Comin' through the back since the grams came
My man Sam run it like a stack, so keep it comin'
Keep it a hundred, yeah, one-double-o
After the show we meet the other half
Deposit at the door, I need legit since my business legit, I was poor
Nigga broke about they mold, never broken on the code
And it's cold where I'm from, runny nose in the slum
Run these shows, and we 'bout to run the game
What we done? We beat the odds
It was never in the cause from the jump
Need it all, you can call, but we really on the run, nigga