Westside Bound Pt. 4 Lyrics – Saba, No ID

Read the full Westside Bound Pt. 4 lyrics by Saba and No ID along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Saba’s music, you can also explore Acts 1.5 and Reciprocity, two other songs by Saba.

[Intro]
I will not be in any kind of job, where I think that I’m stealing 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

[Verse 1: Saba]
Bear with me for a second, please allow me to speak freely
If you see someone always winning, he not gambling, he’s cheating
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, call me what you call me, I got n!ggas dead
Paranoid, pressing play on n!ggas, I think you the feds
Little boys with fabricated stories, acting like they men
That is not your brand, you acting like your man
B!tch, lie again
All that gun talk, lie again
Bodies you caught, lie again
Money in the vault, lie again
Stop sending people over, lying ass
Westside Pivot, sliding in
I don’t need no help, no higher hand
Give my heart to this s*it, no Iron Man
I’m ’bout to fu*k 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 s*it, that’s kinda whack
I’m from 101, slight flex
But I’m watching everything burn down
S*it, what else left but fire back?
Eyes wide if he up in yo sight
See him tryna gain, but what you gave?
Ask “What it take?”, I’ma say “Yo life”
You don’t get it overnight
Love to the West side, aw s*it, yeah
Love to the West side, friends gone, I’m aight

Back home on a flight, red-eye over night
Now I’m with No ID in the city
But I think y’all need the beginning
So follow along because I wrote this song to serve as a brief family history
See, I’m from a long line of musicians
On the West side of Chicago, we different
That’s why everything I do got intention
N!ggas know what I went through tryna get it
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 n!gga that I idolize
I ran that s*it back up like a thousand times
Behind my grandma back, ’cause yo cousin cussing
But to me it really wasn’t nothing
Pivot Gang, got a homie named MFn, really though
The basement changed s*it, whole city know
First they hate, then go to your show
First name basis, you know then you know
N!gga, I am not yo’ little bro
Took that s*it all over the globe with Pivot
But my n!gga Wiz who gave me a shot
I’m the really the West side Wizard
Let me define that

[Chorus: Saba]
Well, West side bound, my tire flat
That’s when I aim from the kayak
Ain’t no circumstance stopping us
‘Bout to think of more s*it 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
Muhfu*ka, can you buy that?

[Interlude]
Yeah, y’all ready to get pumped?
Is y’all motherfu*kers ready to get loud?
‘Cause I’m ready to get loud
And I’m tired of all this bulls*it motherfu*kers putting out
We ’bout to put out the real s*it
Some blood s*it, some West side s*it, they won’t understand

[Verse 2: MFnMelo]
I gotta Lake Shore Drive, but coming down that 290
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

[Chorus: Saba]
Well, West side bound, my tire flat
That’s when I aim from the kayak
Ain’t no circumstance stopping us
‘Bout to think of more s*it 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
Muhfu*ka, can you buy that?

[Interlude: Saba]
Alright, so we gon’ walk you through this West side s*it
It’s real simple, Reece, where you at?
We gon’ go like-

[Outro: Saba]
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 n!ggas 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 n!ggas scared to come around, yah, yah
When you hear the sound yah, yah, it’s about to go