- Make Believe (feat. Fousheé) 歌詞 Fousheé Saba
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- Saba Make Believe (feat. Fousheé) 歌詞
- Fousheé Saba
- Its your mother, call me back when you can, talk to you, bye-bye
Hey, its 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 aint no one tellin me what to sing (No)
And the people around me got better things
To do with they life then tellin me what I should do in a rhyme
Instead of being with my family, I was in Canada, I was in Tokyo
I didnt know before I learned as much as I love to perform at the shows
Its the people close I gotta show it for
Just lost a friend to an overdose
Made me question what Im even sober for
Cause I used to think that I was scared to die, but I dont even know no more
Look ma, I made it, its like we dreamed
Look ma, I made it, its make believe
Your boy in the land of fancy house and my car dont got a key
Some people I want to be proud of me (Yeah)
And walk on 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 yall sit in the same room, you realize they aint what they seem
Yeah, uh
[Chorus: Saba]
Look ma, I made it, its like we dreamed
Look ma, I made it, its make believe
Cause Black boys on thisside 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
Its food on the table, Im grateful, I dont give a **** 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 dont get me high
Sometimes, I get overwhelmed and I feel I want to hide
Fall in love when youre forty-five
And 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
Thats why I cant f**k with make believes
Too much pressure for me
Why I cant f**k with—
Why I cant f**k with—
Too much pressure for me (I cant f**k with—)
Thats too much pressure on me
Theres too much waste in the world ( I cant f**k with—)
Thats too much pressure on me
Why I cant f**k with—
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