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Life is funny ain't it Cause I don't think this is my parents dream for me [Verse 1:] Cheah Lord I ain't cha best son I ain't been to church in a while But on that liquor I confess some 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 my friends over ends but I guess it's where I get it, huh Chasing dreams that I can barely see Shooting for the stars, when that's something I could never be Maybe all the flash wasn't meant for me Maybe I'm too real for this industry I sit alone in this 4 corner room Writing about life and how it goes to soon Pimpin these broads fast cars and jewels All in the blink of a eye I could lose It's all good, love and pain Somethangs I just can't change I jsut can't change Letras de canciones[Chorus:] I can't keep worrying bout the things in my life I can change Dear Lord give me the strength to fight the evil in this game Ooh 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 think I'm no good And she should I ain't done much to make her thank different Late night chicken chicks really wasn't effortless I'm erasing messages so she ain't caguht me slippin I never really knew how much I loved her till she gifted Besides she ain't scared of lion tigers and bears But she scared of being in love with me How'd feel that I'll sleep with every broad on the road I see Probably so-do I ride solo On the mission for some mo doe Ball hard to ease my mind Tried to call her and she picked up Said she really can't talk it ain't over but she need some time nah I'm a limpo It ain't simple yeah I feel her Says she got a friend a 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 [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I was just waiting on this moment in my grandmama kitchen An artist from Mississippi like who a listening I'm southernize countryfied no doubt I hustle hard my slang bross so what now Get it in by any means I said Having dreams of a such things I bled Sweat and tears poot and dro with beers Liquor helps me think but I pay the toll in years Women gloring, some were hores They never feel avoid all I wanted was more The company up under me was shady Childhood friends turned enimies they hating Alot of folk done made it to hell I know they waiting For me to fall off and burn if I'm forsaken We work as up and neck with it, Lord we knew better It's hard to be broke and do better Father forgive me [Chorus] That's good enough for me [x4] From Letras Mania