Letra de Few Good Things
I put the punch in the kick instead of punchin' the clock
It's no wonder that this is timeless
Nights spent sleepin' on the floor, need a bed or at least a cut
It's no wonder that this is timeless
Nights spent sleepin' on the floor, need a bed or at least a cut
Since his dreams started to find him
The grind never stopped for the workin' class, fuck a Birkin bag
I learned my colors, then I had to watch what color shirt I had
Like a concierge, I showed the way of our concernin' past
But everybody can't come alone, I've come to terms with that
I ain't never been one to burn bridges, or a burner 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
All the feels we had to run from
And he only wanted few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
All the feels we had to run from
And he only wanted few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
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
Altercations in our Austin neighborhood was all for paper
Grew up thinkin' swear that it was all contagious how we all complacent
I said "Fuck it, I'm all in" like I was off to Vegas
The follow 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, appear 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
All the feels we had to run from
And he only wanted few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
All the feels we had to run from
And he only wanted few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
The grind never stopped for the workin' class, fuck a Birkin bag
I learned my colors, then I had to watch what color shirt I had
Like a concierge, I showed the way of our concernin' past
But everybody can't come alone, I've come to terms with that
I ain't never been one to burn bridges, or a burner 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
All the feels we had to run from
And he only wanted few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
All the feels we had to run from
And he only wanted few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
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
Altercations in our Austin neighborhood was all for paper
Grew up thinkin' swear that it was all contagious how we all complacent
I said "Fuck it, I'm all in" like I was off to Vegas
The follow 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, appear 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
All the feels we had to run from
And he only wanted few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
All the feels we had to run from
And he only wanted few things
We went back to where we start from
Not the only one
