skywalking

"GPS"
Written and Performed by Saba
Featuring Chandlar and BJRKNC
Produced by Cam O'bi
Recorded by Cornell "MixedbyCJ" Smith
Mixed and Mastered by Matt Wheeler 
www.sabapivot.com

GPS(Feat. Twista) [Prod. by Cam O'bi]

This is for the imperfect, and the confused. You are the real Saints. God loves you and I love you.

Production by Demetrius G, B. Blanton, and Mic Lee
Recorded by Jabari Rayford at Soundscape Studios
Mixed by Jeff Jackson 
Mastered by Chris Classick at Classick Studios
Artwork by Tiffany Temple
Executive Producers: Carissa Davis, Kainah Marie, and all of those who donated to the Kickstarter!

Saved - Single

Saved [prod. by Mic Lee]

"MOST"
Written and performed by Saba
Produced by Saba
Additional production by Phoelix
Recorded by James Musshorn at Red Bull Studio LA
Mixed and mastered by Matt Wheeler in Chicago, IL

Bucket List Project

MOST [Prod. by Saba]

"Westside Bound 3"
Written and performed by Saba
Featuring Joseph Chilliams
Produced by Joseph Chilliams and daedaeCHAD
Additional production by Saba
Mixed and mastered by Matt Wheeler in Chicago, IL

Westside Bound 3 (Feat. Joseph Chilliams) [Prod. by Joseph Chilliams and daedaeCHAD]

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https://Empire.lnk.to/Woosah

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Happy Birthday (feat. SZA & Isaiah Rashad)

First single from my album, Grown Ass Kid.
℗ Secret Door
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Credits:
Produced by Cam O'bi 
Additional production & arrangement by Dee Lilly
Recorded by Nick Breton @ Truth Studios; Don "Hullio" Outten & Elton Cheung @ Classick Studios
Mixed by Elton Cheung, Dee Lilly, Cam O'bi
Mastered by Bernie Grundman
Artwork by David Silverstein
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Lyrics
[Chorus]
How come I can't do what fuck I want do
How come, how come
Tryna get this skraight no damn hot comb through
How come, how come
Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold
since my cradle hit the flo
tender head, my denim skrong
Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaah

[Verse 1: Cam O'bi]
Remember when I was a kiddo
growin' up in the middle
windows lining my smile, silver teeth underneath my pillow
a nigga had a nappy head like a Brillo pad
sister said I need to do somethin' about them beedy-beed naps
snackin' on Andy Capp's with a pickle and a quarter water
walked in the barbershop asked me what I wanted 
I told that man I wanted to look like Superman,
but when he had the long hair
you know, kinda like Michael Jackson?
The damn barber just started laughin'.
I cried as he gave me that bald fade.
Afro puffs hit the flo', symbolic of shedding my innocense
I guess I thought they were magicians or alchemists
or mathematicians 
with algebraic calculus algorithms designed to cure me of my nappiness
like a perm burned off my happiness
I sat silently acquiescent
pitfalls of adolescence 
spitballs and scrabble sessions and tattle-tales
playing around in the hallway like one of Santa's elves
"You wanna goto jail?" 
"Hell naw, mister security!", got sent to the principal for my potty mouth 
talkin' bout some "give me your number so we can call the house" 
but gimme got shot, so the ink staining my record now
you pull a comb thru my afro that shit'll crackle like a bowl full of Rice Krispies
rollin' my innocence in a cigarillo like

[Chorus]
How come I can't do what fuck I want do
How come, how come
Tryna get this skraight no damn hot comb through
How come, how come
Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold
since my cradle hit the flo
tender head, my denim skrong
How come, how come
How come I can't say what fuck I want say
How come, how come
Tender braids, but I can't make my eyes rain
How come, how come
Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb
When my cradle hit the flo' 
Tender head, my genes on swole
Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah

[Verse 2: Smino]
I don't wanna sing the
Star-spangled banner, 'less it's produced by David Banner
elbows on the lunch table, eatin on a gravy sammich 
lil' nigga no table manna's
crazy it attracted shawty's 
on the back of the bus gettin' neck had a knack fuh noggin'
lil' nick at nighttime
googlin' booty, beauty illusions polluted and deep-rooted in my mind
my block was a rubix
anywhere you turned, the shit was hot around the clock 
and they could not ice cube it
damn
mama I don't like this school shit, 
fuck a logarithm, I'll log into the music
damn
daddy I don't like this school shit
I beat the desk until my knuckles bleed
all my teachers think I'm challenged mentally
but my mental skrong, know who I wanna be,
instantly began a surgery
bada-bing, voila!, made wings wit the words Hallelujah, yah bitch, yah!
all my blessings came when I accepted I'm not y'all
I been put it down the line like laundry
they told find something more concrete
now a lil' nigga breakin' concrete
praises to God I ain't no convict
they'll never take away my confidence

[Chorus]
How come I can't do what fuck I want do
How come, how come
Tryna get this skraight no damn hot comb through
How come, how come
Weavin' through the naps, dreams been on hold
since my cradle hit the flo
tender head, my denim skrong
How come, how come
How come I can't say what fuck I want say
How come, how come
Tender braids, but I can't make my eyes rain
How come, how come
Yanked straight from my naps, dead on my comb
When my cradle hit the flo' 
Tender head, my genes on swole
Yea, yea, yea, yeaaaaaaah

Grown Ass Kid

TenderHeaded ft. Smino

Care For Me Tour tickets // https://sabapivot.com/sabatour

Music Producer // daedaePIVOT, Daoud, Saba
Trumpet // HerbieOne
Violin // Satya Jimenez
Bass // Cheflee
Mixed // Papi Beatz

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CALLIGRAPHY

sum fun shit while i'm out here finishing my albums. shout out to errbody who been ridin...we almost dere.

art by vic birrel

NEW COUPE, WHO DIS? w/ Mick Jenkins (prod by THEMpeople & Smino)

Noname, Smino, Saba are Ghetto Sage

"Häagen Dazs"
Produced by @prodxvzn
Cover art by @poorteffy

Twitter // http://twitter.com/GhettoSage
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Häagen Dazs

watch video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ds9qJ8HUfiQ

lifetime 
featuring @sabapivot
produced by @montebooker and @nabeyinbeats
mixed by jabari rayford
mastered by elton chueng

lyrics:

Oh oh oh oh oh, 
Oh oh oh oh oh,
Cause

[Hook]
I’m tryna make it happen at the right time, tryna make it hit for a lifetime something for the clique for the lifeline
Grind all you want it ain’t like mine
 
Tryna make it happen at the right time, tryna make it hit for a lifetime something for the clique for the lifeline
Grind all you want it ain’t like mine

Open your heart
Don’t throw it away
Put it in my arms
I’ll make sure that it’s safe

Open your heart
Don’t throw it away
Put it in my arms
I’ll make sure that it’s safe

[Verse 1]: femdot.
Cause I’m trying to get all of mine how I never had it, (bag lady)
we was born with hella baggage, (hold on wait)
we grew up with n****s who was bagging it, toe tagging it, 
crazy thing we used to play tag with them but the path different, 
some are stagnant, cause the block got no cash in it, 
gave it to the police who attacking,
I found a recipe to get active 
and slide through the front 
and then let all of mine through the back of it
ride with my team, 
ride thru the chi with my ting, 
let her see the life that we deemed 
pristine back in our teens, 
everything ain’t what it seems 
you know what I mean, 
brother held on his first gun when he was ten 
I ain’t touch one til thirteen I was late 
used to look to the sky for a change 
now we get change and shoot for the stars look at the aim (bow!)

[Hook]:
I’m tryna make it happen at the right time, tryna make it hit for a lifetime something for the clique for the lifeline
Grind all you want it ain’t like mine
 
Tryna make it happen at the right time, tryna make it hit for a lifetime something for the clique for the lifeline
Grind all you want it ain’t like mine

Open your heart
Don’t throw it away
Put it in my arms
I’ll make sure that it’s safe

Open your heart
Don’t throw it away
Put it in my arms
I’ll make sure that it’s safe

Open your heart
Don’t throw it away
Put it in my arms
I’ll make sure that it’s safe

[verse 2]: Saba

Trying to get all mine and I never had it, (never had it)
I rapped instead hooped I was better at it (yeah)
did it independent I used that advantage
took my niggas to the pin 
today I’m still mad about it 
but I make it happen in a flash like a DC comic 
peace be upon us
four years ago I ain’t have shit but a hundred and fifty dollars 
now we one with the win
the city taught us no pity parties for anybody 
we got dealt our cards and didn’t feel sorry 
so I hike the price up and didn’t look back
this the kid from 290 highway robbery 
no Kylie colleagues though highly Hollywood 
shit faker than buying bodies 
they’ll put money on your head they’ll buy your body, 
gunshot proximity by your body (bow!)

[Hook]:

I’m tryna make it happen at the right time, tryna make it hit for a lifetime something for the clique for the lifeline
Grind all you want it ain’t like mine
 
Tryna make it happen at the right time, tryna make it hit for a lifetime something for the clique for the lifeline
Grind all you want it ain’t like mine
 

Open your heart
Don’t throw it away
Put it in my arms
I’ll make sure that it’s safe

Open your heart
Don’t throw it away
Put it in my arms
I’ll make sure that it’s safe

GPS(Feat. Twista) [Prod. by Cam O'bi]

SABA