Est. N19g4

[Produced by Such N Such]

[Verse 1: Saba]

Ah

Boy I’m riding with my niggas though

Come through like we royalty in purple, that’s that indigo

Hitting blocks till in the store

Such N Such, Save Mula

Saba saying PIVOT though, Pivotal

That’s enough hang it up, Mistletoe

They say you judged by the company you keep

Oh well word? Well I’m with real niggas, what do that make me?

Exactly, to a tee. That description is vivid

A product of my environment

Surrounded by the illest, PIVOT

Get ya muscle up, bodybuilder, Arnold

Louie how my Arms strong

Go in like a hard on

My flow hard core

Arkham asylum psychotic cottonmouth rhyming

With no prescription so I’m in

A straight jacket, beat jacking

And dreams valid

Boy, I’m Fleetwood Mac

Yeah, the man with the plan like the blueprints

Beat the beat with two fist

Don’t play with em

Or ya fam in all black, no racism

Classical raps, I’m holding beethoven staff sheet

With an orchestra, yeah Saba leading the band geeks

Like Jimmy Jones fill your cups up with juices

The leader of the new school and y’all dudes too truant boy

[Chorus: Jean Deaux]

Okay now

We got something all of y’all want

I’d like this time to propose a toast

For my niggas

This for my niggas

Showcasing talents for the streets like a charity

And all of the proceeds

To my niggas

This for my niggas

[Verse 2: Saba]

Uhh

I’m looking to buzz

Your girl looking for love

And she looking at us

You looking around

As if it ain’t such

Such N Such saving it up

You spending it all

Get played like you dumb

But nigga you say she the one

My niggas above

More than just a rim

Like 2Pac Shakur

That 1994 hit

My bars at your forehead

Foreshadowing the scene

Just know there’ll be more dead

I’m counting casualties casually

Kill a bad emcee

I’m the sun to an asterisk

So y’all shine in the back of me

Like shadow clones

You never coming out like battered homes

My flow the cleanest, get my lather on

Yeah I scrub-a-dub

With Such N Such

And Jean Deaux, nigga, that’s the cuz

And it’s for the love

Like a bone thug

And I ain’t on time

But I showed up with my niggas

[Chorus: Jean Deaux]

Okay now

We got something all of y’all want

I’d like this time to propose a toast

For my niggas

This for my niggas

Showcasing talents for the streets like a charity

And all of the proceeds

To my niggas

This for my niggas

[Verse 3: Saba]

Ah

Strictly for my niggas, Pac in ‘93 Find me

Cotton picking, no pot to piss in, that’s what the alley for

Locked behind padded walls and a padded door

That’s a small circle so I had to add some more

Cuz y’all my niggas (niggas)

Yeah this for all my niggas (nigga)

Change the vocab in one night (one night)

Y’all might all be right

Hey!

[Outro: Jean Deaux]

But we’ll never go away (way)

Never go away (way)

Never go away (way)

Never go