[Verse] Wouldn't it be nifty, a world split fifty? Fair cuts, no shifty, no hands too sticky. Life a seesaw, balance ain't so tricky, Till greed's in the mix, and folks get picky. [Chorus] Fifty fifty, share the load, let's get gritty, No more hustle, no more schemes, just pretty. Dreamin' of a world where the split ain't shifty, Wouldn't it be nifty, wouldn't it be nifty? [Verse 2] Tables stay balanced, no side gettin' heavy, Gold in the middle, not stacked like a levee. No one diggin' ditches, no one ridin' Chevy, All boats risin', the tide rolls steady. [Bridge] Deep breaths, deep thoughts, let the bassline ride, Heavy drops hit, like the truth can't hide. Fifty fifty vision, where the heart reside, No short cuts here, just an even stride. [Chorus] Fifty fifty, share the load, let's get gritty, No more hustle, no more schemes, just pretty. Dreamin' of a world where the split ain't shifty, Wouldn't it be nifty, wouldn't it be nifty? [Verse 3] Pockets stay lighter, but the soul stay fed, Split the bread proper, no crumbs instead. Past the greed, past the dread, past what's said, Build a world where the green ain’t the only thread.