[Chorus: Hulvey]
Better keep your head on a swivel
Keep your head on a swivel
Man, the devil gon' settle in the middle
If you wanna ball, gotta learn how to dribble (Gotta learn how to dribble), yeah
Keep your head on a swivel

[Verse 1: Hulvey]
Yeah, I'm from the 912 (912)
They gon' you tell real quick what it is, what it ain't
Nah, brother, this is not about you (Not about you)
Maybe go home 'round two, man if life is a fight, then I'm back, round two
Money might buy your spins, but money ain't ever gon' pay for your sins
Yeah, I'm young, but I can't chase trends, yeah, I'm brand new, see it through a faith lens
I go again, and again, and again (And again)
Ace had to tell me, "Gеt right with the pen" (Yessir)
Wasn't in thе mood, but it matters in the end, so I had to clock in, uh
Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, I'ma watch that twice
They was all on my hair, can't get no lice
Yeah, I'm skatin' on the beat, but I ain't got no ice
Yeah, I'm runnin' through the city, gotta earn my stripes
I'm in sync like a band (Band)
God gon' teach what I can't understand ('Stand)
Don't put Him in a box, no Raisin Bran (Mm)
I'm not the man (Mm)
Hope you feelin' what I'm sayin'
[Chorus: Hulvey & Swaizy]
Better keep your head on a swivel
Keep your head on a swivel
Man, the devil gon' settle in the middle (Ayy, yeah)
If you wanna ball, gotta learn how to dribble (Ooh, ooh, gotta learn how to dribble), yeah
Keep your head on a swivel (Yeah, ayy)

[Verse 2: Swaizy]
From the 912 to the 706
Talkin' AUG all the way to the Wick
We the GA boys, so we takin' no hits
Reppin' 116, we don't play when we spit (Yeah, yeah, yeah) (Carvello)
My head be on a swivel, I ain't used to bein' civil
Hard to understand what I'm sayin' ain't a riddle
Check out IG 'cause we both be official
In the bus with the homies, wahoo, Ms. Frizzle
Pullin' out the ace of spades, we were made to rage
Ain't nobody gonna try to take our place
Finna feed the fam and fill our plate (Yeah, ayy)
When been blessed by the Holy first we say our grace (Yeah, yeah, ayy)
People think they actin' hard, I'm callin' crazy cap, Mad Hatter (Brrr)
I'm ridin' with my God, so the opps don't even matter
They think this rap thing easy, it's been put up on a platter
Just to get us, where He brought us, you gotta go get a ladder
Ooh, I hear this banger go straight through the roof
It ain't that hard, God put man on a move
Chris sent me this joint, I went straight to the booth
Yeah, head on a swivel, we speaking the truth
[Chorus: Hulvey]
Better keep your head on a swivel
Keep your head on a swivel
Man, the devil gon' settle in the middle
If you wanna ball, gotta learn how to dribble (Gotta learn how to dribble), yeah
Keep your head on a swivel
Keep your head on a swivel
Man, the devil gon' settle in the middle
If you wanna ball, gotta learn how to dribble (Gotta learn how to dribble), yeah
Keep your head on a swivel