Letra de Westside Bound Pt. 4 - Saba & No ID

(Feat. No I.D., MFnMelo)

Part I

I will not be in any kind of job, where I think that I'm stealin' from people

When I'm supposed to be an advocate for them

And I just politely have to say "You the boss", but I ain't gon do it

Bear with me for a second, please allow me to speak freely

If you see someone always winnin', he not gambling, he's cheatin'

At least that's what I heard, now apply that to each greedy

So and so that feeds off of shallow minds, that don't think deeply

Battle marks (Ayy), call me what you call me (Ayy), I got niggas dead

Paranoid (Ayy), pressing play on niggas (Ayy), I think you the feds

Little boys (Ayy), with fabricated stories (Ayy), actin' like they men

That is not your brand, you actin' like your mans

Bitch, lie again

All that gun talk, lie again

Bodies you caught, lie again

Money in the vault, lie again

Stop sending people off, lying ass

Westside Pivot, slidin' in

I don't need no help, no hired hand

Give my heart to this shit, no Iron Man

I'm 'bout to fuck up your whole entire plan

From a land where they wanna get high and dance

I ain't high and mighty, though, I'm one of them

But now they all got a gun in hand

And they don't believe in no fighting stance

All that jumping shit, that's kinda whack

I'm from 101, slight flex

But I'm watchin' everything burn down

Shit, what else left but fire back?

Eyes wide if he up in yo sight

See him trying again, but what you gave?

Ask "What it take?", I'ma say "Yo life"

You don't get it overnight

Love to the West side (Ayy), aw shit (Ayy), yeah (Ayy)

Love to the West side (Ayy) friends gone, I'm aight

Back home on a flight, red-eye over night

Now I'm with No ID in the city (Ayy)

But I think y'all need the beginnin' (Ayy)

So follow along because I wrote this song to serve as a brief family history

See, I'm from a long line of musicians (Ay)

On the West side of Chicago, we different

That's why everything I do got intention

Niggas know what I went through tryna get it

Part II

Let me take you to my momma's side

Where we ain't have a penny, like Spotify

My cousin Reese just made "Yah Yah"

There ain't a rap nigga that I idolize

I ran that shit back like a thousand times

Behind my grandma back, 'cause yo cousin cussin'

But to me it really wasn't nothin'

Pivot Gang, got a homie named MFn, really though

The basement changed shit, whole city know

First they hate, then go to your show

First name basis, you know then you know

Nigga, I am not yo' little bro

Took that shit all over the globe with Pivot

But my nigga Wiz who gave me a shot

I'm the really the Westside Wizard

Let me define that

Well, west side bound my tire flat

That's when I invent a kayak

Ain't no circumstance stopping us

'Bout to think of more shit and then try that

Hit the globe, then I'm right back

Reapproach then I'm right back

Just went Gold, I ain't buy that

Muhfucka, can you buy that?

Yeah, y'all ready to get pumped?

Is y'all motherfuckers ready to get loud?

'Cause I'm ready to get loud

And I'm tired of all this bullshit motherfuckers puttin' out

We 'bout to put out the real shit

Some blood shit, some West side of the Chi shit, they won't understand

I gotta Lake Shore Drive, but comin' down that 2-9-0

I hit Austin like South By Southwest

About mines, so the crew gon' blow

Throwing fits like a mall need an outlet

Big Pivot, and if you don't know

Hit the pavement, the stage anywhere we at

Know the name, when we say it, they'll yell it back

Only the strong survive

From the neck of the woods that we come from

All through the city we run-run

For a fee it get fire like it's fo-fum

Raps in the basement like Tigger'nem

Brothers from the start, word to Genesis

From couches to Carolyns, limitless

One thing that it's never been bigger than Pivot

Well, West side bound, my tire flat

That's when I invent a kayak

Ain't no circumstance stopping us

'Bout to think of more shit then try that

Hit the globe, then I'm right back

Re-approach, then I'm right back

Just went gold, I ain't buy that

Muhfucka, can you buy that?

Alright, so we gon' walk you through this West side shit

It's real simple, Reece, where you at?

We gon' go like-

Yah, yah

That's the sound that they make up in the town when somebody 'bout to uh, yah, yah

Since nobody else wanna do it, I guess I gotta put my city on the map, yah, yah

It's bigger than rap, I'm from a place where ho niggas scared to come around, yah, yah

When you hear the sound yah, yah, it's about to go down, yah, yah

That's the sound that they make up in the town when somebody 'bout to uh, yah, yah

Since nobody else wanna do it, I guess I gotta put my city on the map, yah, yah

It's bigger than rap, I'm from a place where ho niggas scared to come around, yah, yah

When you hear the sound yah, yah, it's about to go

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