Few Good Things, a short film: https://youtu.be/bkI_5ouHUFI
Poverty song was a concept I considered for this one. “All I’m doing [is] thinking how to get some money, and then we’ll be good.” A false statement, but one that I believed at a point, and many others believe right now. This song also takes place in that nostalgic kind of setting. I’m describing many things that are normal on the westside of Chicago, so that it plays like just any other day. Pretty stagnant but having so much life. “We ain’t got no time to relax.” A harsh reality for so many people experiencing this type of poor. The focus is on work and survival. “Had to run them niggas shooting shit, I wish that the guys had shields.” An acknowledgement of grief, but the song is not written as to feel sad or sorry for ourselves. It is a reality, not one I or anyone else can change, so this song is getting up the next day and getting to work, or getting to it however you provide, but just moving on in that fashion. “And then we’ll be good.” Throughout whatever adversity, and challenges, and otherwise just fucked up shit comes our way.
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Come My Way Lyrics:
[Saba]
Daydreaming thinking how to get some money
And then we good
And then we good
And then we’ll be good
All I’m doing thinking how to get some money
And then we good
And then we good
And then we’ll be good
This sound like tube socks on Madison Ave
Students acting bad up in the class
Drop out but family will ask
Lie like you plan on going back aye
We ain’t no time to relax
Work the only priority in tact
Posted on the porch shooting the shit
Had to run them niggas shooting shit
I wish that the guys had shields
Stop lights cleaning windshields
Fiends will do it free for a feel
Had the same friends since I was little
Used to hoop with Poppy and Jaleel
Spooky bent the block I dropped a tape
Talked to Walt and watched him fly away
Multiply my problems by the day
Westside chilling with a faithful
Knock it out the park it’s like the base loaded
I’mma get it booming like I’m Metro
Me I’m getting to it how I’m meant to
Blood i mean a vessel
Imma tell them to be careful
Cuz a copper wanna kill em
And the family in the ghetto
From the bottom of the barrel
I’mma run it like the pharoah
Nigga this is for the peasants
We be worried bout the Peso peso
Daydreaming thinking how to get some money
And then we good
And then we good
And then we’ll be good
All I’m doing thinking how to get some money
And then we good
And then we good
And then we’ll be good
All I’m doing thinking how to get some money
And then we good
And then we good
And then we’ll be good
Daydreaming thinking how to get some money (tell em that I’m on my way)
And then we good (dollar bill come my way)
And then we good (dollar bill come my way)
And then we’ll be good (dollar bill come my way)
All I’m doing thinking how to get some money (tell em that I’m on my way)
And then we good (dollar bill come my way)
And then we good (dollar bill come my way)
And then we’ll be good (dollar bill come my way)
“Come My Way” ft. Krayzie Bone
Written by Saba and Krayzie Bone
Additional vocals by Daoud
Produced by Daoud and daedaePIVOT
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