Big K.R.I.T - Good Enough

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nRGURWP6XF0

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english is not my first language.

[2pac]
Life is funny, ain't it?
Smile, i think this is my parents' dream for me.

[verse 1]
Lord, I ain't your best son
I ain't been in church in a while
But on that liqour I confess, uhhh
I missed a couple blessings, wasn't ready
I was counting money
But I swear I'll catch the next one
I did some dirt to be the fresh one
I lost some friends over ends
But I guess this is what I'm getting, huh
Chasing dreams that I could barely see
Shooting for the stars
When it's something I could never be
Maybe all the flash was not meant for me
Maybe I'm too real for this industry
I sit alone in this four corner room
Writing about life and how it goes too soon
Pimping these broads for fast cars and jewels
All in a blink of an eye, I could lose
It's all good, love and pain
Some things I just can't change

[hook]
I can't keep worryng about little things in my life I can't change
Dear Lord, give me the strength to fight the evil in this game
Uhhh, I close my eyes and get down on my knees
Pray to the heavens protect my family
If I leave, that's good enough for me

[verse 2]
My girl thinks I'm no good
And she should
I ain't done much to make her think different
Late night checking chicks, really was that effortless
I'm erasing messages so she ain't caught me slipping
I never really knew how much I loved her until she dipped in
Beside she ain't scared of lion, tigers and bears
But she's scared to be in love with me
How'd it feel that I'll sleep with every broad on a road I see
Probably so dope, I ride solo
On a mission for some more dough
Ball hard to ease my mind
Tried to call in and she picked up
Says she really can't talk, it ain't over
But she needs some time
Now I am limpo, it ain't simple
Yea I feel her
Say she got a friend, and word is she really dig him
I'm dealing with the pain
I lost her and I know it
I'm praying for the strength not to show it
Seems hopeless

[hook]

[verse 3]
I was just waiting on this moment in my grandmama's kitchen
An artist for mississipi like who would care to listen
I'm southernized, countrified, no doubt
I hustle hard, my slang's raw, so what now
Getting ends by any means, I said
Having dreams of a queen for such things I've played
Sweat and tears, ???, beers
Liqour helps me think but I ain't payed the toll in years
Women galore, some were hoes
They never feel the boy
All I wanted was more
The company up under me was shady
Childhood friends turned enemies, they're hating
Lot of folks done made to hell, i know they're waiting
For me to fall off and burn if I'm forsaken
We're workers of iniquity, Lord, we knew better
It's hard to be broke and do better
Farther, forgive me

[hook]

nothing left
we all felt tired
there was nothing fresh about it
you were looking for an unexpected
something that sounded new