Letra de Make Believe - Saba

(Feat. Fousheé)

It's your mother, call me back when you can, talk to you, bye-bye

Hey, it's your mother, call me when you get a chance

Talk to you later, love you, bye

Hey, you, call your mother as soon as you can, bye, love you, yeah

I got everything I could ever need

And I try to keep that in mind anytime I meet a man tryna sell a dream

It ain't no one tellin' me what to sing (No)

And the people around me got better things

To do with they life than tellin' me what I should do in a rhyme

Instead of being with my family, I was in Canada, I was in Tokyo

I didn't know before I learned as much as I love to perform at the shows

It's the people close I gotta show it for

Just lost a friend to an overdose

Made me question what I'm even sober for

'Cause I used to think that I was scared to die, but I don't even know no more

Look, Ma, I made it, it's like we dreamed

Look, Ma, I made it, it's make believe

Your boy in LA in a fancy house and my car don't got a key

Some people I want to be proud of me (Yeah)

Ain't walkin' this earth and that shatters me (Yeah)

But I learned to imagine things so I feel it when they lookin' after me (Yeah)

My heart used to be filled with jealousy for what others had, amongst other things

And then when y'all sit in the same room, you realize they ain't what they seem

Yeah, uh

Look, Ma, I made it, it's like we dreamed

Look, Ma, I made it, it's make believe

'Cause Black boys on this side of town not supposed to be on the front page of the newspaper (Newspaper)

For doin' greater (Doin' greater)

I spent a lot of time wonderin' who will save us

It's food on the table, I'm grateful, I don't give a fuck 'bout a label

Yeah, they put a mill' on the table but my granny really put meals on the table

Westside right on time

We can play make-believe just like we did when we were five

Save those looks for a desperate time

Do what feels right

Do what, do what (Yeah)

Compliments don't get me high

Sometimes, I get overwhelmed and I feel I want to hide

Fall in love when you're forty-five

For now, do what feels right

Do what, do what

I gotta grow into these shoes

I got a lot to lose now

I made all these things tangible

That's why I can't fuck with make believes

Too much pressure for me

Why I can't fuck with—

Why I can't fuck with—

Too much pressure for me (I can't fuck with—)

That's too much pressure on me

There's too much waste in the world (I can't fuck with—)

That's too much pressure on me

Why I can't fuck with—

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