Uploaded December 2021 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago

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Few Good Things, a short film: youtu.be/bkI_5ouHUFI
Poverty felt inescapable. And growing up, that was true.
But what comes with that now as an adult, is a fear that anything can be the end of your success.

Few Good Things, an album by Saba: orcd.co/fewgoodthings
Back Home Tour on sale: sabapivot.com/tour

Director/Editor - Ian Lipton
EP - Krista Worby
Producer - Cat McCabe
AC - Austin Suhr
Gaffer - Julian Ross
Key Grip - May Turk
PA - Alex Padilla
PA - Cecile Lardot
Colorist - Steven Wetrich
Audio Enginner - Papi Beatz

FEARMONGER LYRICS
(Saba)
Okay the money on the way it’ll lay by the first
Adolescence I would curse on the way to the church
My career just turned to cursive how I connect the words
Ain’t grow up with much of shit but still it coulda been worse
He ain’t focused on her pants he want get in her purse
I need it all in advance if they book me to work
From we barely had a chance left the crib on alert
To a crib with alarms and security perks
Insecurity hurts the same way jewelry works
So if you paying to flex, pay your security first
No point in paying for whips to ride a funeral hearse
We be prepared for the best but also fearing the worst

Okay every nigga that I know is scared of going broke
I know if I fall back down ain’t no one there to lend me rope
Okay and every nigga that I know takes care of so and so
So ain’t no option option option
You best go make more

(Saba and Daoud)
Cause fearmonger live amongst us
I feel hunger hunger but guess
I feel something at least
I need something to eat

When fearmonger live amongst us
I feel hunger hunger but guess
I feel something at least
I need something to eat

(Saba)
And scared money never made money what I was taught
But once you make money you’ll be more afraid than us all
My grandfather drove a corvette convertible car
He passed away and left his will to the fate of the stars
I made a cool mmmmm all for saying a bar
I was scared to spend a dime like what if I die tomorrow
Would my fam intervene for a bag of the g’s
In a black model 3 sheesh passenger seat
Would my fans leave if I can’t put asses in seats
If I log out an app or I lack a retweet
I’m just scared to go back didn’t have shit to eat
Half my bread go to taxes the actual thieves

Okay every nigga that I know is scared of going broke
I know if I fall back down ain’t no one there to lend me rope
Okay and every nigga that I know takes care of so and so
So ain’t no option option option
You best go make more

(Saba and Daoud)
Cause fearmonger live amongst us
I feel hunger hunger but guess
I feel something at least
I need something to eat

When fearmonger live amongst us
I feel hunger hunger but guess
I feel something at least
I need something to eat

I’m dropping pounds
I hear my stomach growl

I’m dropping pounds
I hear my stomach growl

I’m dropping pounds
I hear my stomach growl

(Daoud)
Yes fearmonger lurk among us
I done clawed my way up
But that bottoms callin me down
Slip and I’ll drown

STOP THAT LYRICS
Yea
Today some feelings are leaving
Couldn’t help but feeling mistreated
They sleep on my shit and then tell me to drop
I don’t see the reason
My misses run shit like a chief
Together we getting mischievous
The bottom is way lonelier than the top
But these niggas ain’t seen it
Stop that, stop it please
You more concern what others earn
That says a lot to me
I turned a million down a million times
That’s not a lot to me (no)
The game is changing
I do the best that I can to attain it
If we gotta gamble I bet on myself
All that other shit dangerous
I just made a way for myself
From out west and my grandmomma basement
So I think you hoe niggas should
Bow in the presence of greatness let's go
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Stop that, stop it please
Stop that, stop it please
We talking bout generational wealth
The pressure I built for myself
For all of the people who pics on my grandmama shelf
Who heard her say gimme the belt
I would imagine one day
Call it manifestation
A man would get taken away
We wasn’t planning vacation
Like internet bandwidth was laggin
This feel like it’s back in day
Shit is all ours like a captain would say
Treasure map is a trap and this rap is raft
Til you back on the ave it’s a matter a fact
That you gotta protect your neck like a giraffe
While calendar counting the days
The days only count if it’s cash
When you hit the mattress imagine a mansion
I feel like I’m a mad man amassed in the vein living
I’m pretending I’m thankful at Thanksgiving
I just bought a chain you can’t change niggas
I see all my potential in pain dealing
With the weight of success and it taste bitter
Sweet I mean
You far from yo kin
You not one of them to them to dim
Yo light and get grim like a gremlin
It is what it is
Until feelings switch and then
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Woah
Stop that, stop it please
Stop that, stop it please