Few Good Things Lyrics
[Part I]
[Verse 1: Saba]
I put the punch in the kick instead of punchin' a clock
It's no wonder that this is timeless
Nights spent sleepin' on the floor, need a bed or at least a cot
Since his dreams startin' to define him
The grind never stopped for the workin' class, f*ck a Birkin bag
I learned my colors, then I had to watch what color shirt I had
Like a concierge, I show the way of our concernin' past
But everybody can't come along, I come to terms with that
I ain't never been one to burn bridges or burn a bag
Ironic, money turn a man into an island
And a friend into a financial advisor
Take a family and divide it in America, the land of the tyrant
Still with the same niggas, and that mean the women too
The only thing change what I paid for the tennis shoe
Like Eminem on the stage 'fore he blew, this is livin' proof
Bad things come in threes, good things come in few
Yeah, few
[Chorus: Saba]
All the fears we had to run from
And he only want a few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
All the fears we had to run from
And he only want a few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
[Verse 2: Saba]
Niggas reppin' blocks like the taxi wars
But the thing about turf is that it never actually grows
I tried to focus on the sprouts like a grocery store
But in the hood, shit don't always go how it's supposed to go
So we adjusted like a tailor makin' alterations
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Altercations in a Austin neighborhood was all for paper
Group think swear that it was all contagious how we all complacent
I said, "f*ck it, I'm all in" like I was off to Vegas
The followed days, I grew my dreads like I was part Jamaican
Know the journey waitin' is a lonely one, they'll call him crazy
Because believin' in yourself not often celebrated
People projectin' a mirror image that is merely hatred
The fear he faces is the same as me, I'm peer adjacent
All truth, you know I don't lie like Shakira shakin'
Iridescent people show they colors, I assume they true
Bad things come in threes, good things comin' soon
Few
[Pre-Chorus]
And he only want a few things
[Chorus: Saba]
All the fears we had to run from
And he only want a few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
All the fears we had to run from
And he only want a few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
[Part II]
[Verse: Black Thought]
From what we knew about my mother
She was cut from the cloth of South Carolina Gullah
She knew to keep the root a right amount of color
