Good Enough
Giving my best, I wonder if I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Giving my best, I don't feel like I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
It seems I'll never get the credit I deserve 'cause I ain't hood enough
I always seem to get the feeling that I'm never good enough
I'm always taking chances when I'm knowing that it could be rough
Because when I was young they taught me that I always should be tough
But I don't know what I did to Karma
I know I've always tried to make sure that I never harm her
I'm not a charmer, but guarantee I always kept it real
But the way I get repaid (nuh-uh) to me that don't appeal
It's always fucking negative
This shit is too repetitive
Stop me before I snap
Or at least hand me a sedative
Tired of getting the short end of the stick
So if you've ever done me wrong go suffocate on a dick
I ain't holding nothing back so I'ma sound like a prick
But it's better than bashing your bitch ass brain with a brick
I'm saying it quick, so I can get the hatred over with
And this applies to everyone who's thinking I should just get over it
Giving my best, I wonder if I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Giving my best, I don't feel like I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Now Karma's sister Destiny
Me and her are meant to be
But see Karma's a bitch
And all she does is mess with me
Her cousin Hope is testing me
They always leave me guessin' b
I think I know the answers aye
But then I end up guessing B
I guess I'll have to wait and see
I might be passing with a D
If I go and pop some E
I still won't feel the ecstasy
Why the F or why the H am I smokin' this J for?
I guess I couldn't take the L that I just had to pay for
Now the situations worse 'cause I've been tryna save more
But all I get is lemons, who the fuck's this lemonade for?
'Cause I ain't fucking thirsty, I'll never chase a bitch
Just go and ask Karma, 'Cause Destiny won't snitch
She always knows it all, but she'll save it for the end
And it's a fucking shame that we won't be more than friends
I don't believe in Hope, or anything she's saying
She makes it sound like its a game, but I ain't fuckin' playin'
She asked me, "Why you lyin'?"
I said, "I ain't fuckin' layin'
I ain't ever gonna stop until I'm underneath those prayin"
Giving my best, I wonder if I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Giving my best, I don't feel like I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Should I stay, should I stay, should I
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Y'all probably think I'm rapping 'cause I wanna be famous
Truth is, if it was famous I would probably hate this
This shit is too sincere there ain't no way I could fake this
So I know that if you hate, you talking out of your anus
You don't know the courage it took to finally say this
If you don't understand then go ahead and replay this
It's obvious that now there's no way I can toupee this
So I gotta make sure nothing possibly keeps away bliss
And nothin' ever will, misery is mine to kill
Reality gives checks to pay life's bill
The shoes I fill, walking down that memory lane
Need to be comfortable when I'm walking down every terrain
I'll keep it simple and plain
I won't settle for fine
I see my vision so clear that I won't ever be blind
I can't stop this climb, 'till I reach my prime
If the good die young, I'm running short on time
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Giving my best, I don't feel like I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
It seems I'll never get the credit I deserve 'cause I ain't hood enough
I always seem to get the feeling that I'm never good enough
I'm always taking chances when I'm knowing that it could be rough
Because when I was young they taught me that I always should be tough
But I don't know what I did to Karma
I know I've always tried to make sure that I never harm her
I'm not a charmer, but guarantee I always kept it real
But the way I get repaid (nuh-uh) to me that don't appeal
It's always fucking negative
This shit is too repetitive
Stop me before I snap
Or at least hand me a sedative
Tired of getting the short end of the stick
So if you've ever done me wrong go suffocate on a dick
I ain't holding nothing back so I'ma sound like a prick
But it's better than bashing your bitch ass brain with a brick
I'm saying it quick, so I can get the hatred over with
And this applies to everyone who's thinking I should just get over it
Giving my best, I wonder if I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Giving my best, I don't feel like I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Now Karma's sister Destiny
Me and her are meant to be
But see Karma's a bitch
And all she does is mess with me
Her cousin Hope is testing me
They always leave me guessin' b
I think I know the answers aye
But then I end up guessing B
I guess I'll have to wait and see
I might be passing with a D
If I go and pop some E
I still won't feel the ecstasy
Why the F or why the H am I smokin' this J for?
I guess I couldn't take the L that I just had to pay for
Now the situations worse 'cause I've been tryna save more
But all I get is lemons, who the fuck's this lemonade for?
'Cause I ain't fucking thirsty, I'll never chase a bitch
Just go and ask Karma, 'Cause Destiny won't snitch
She always knows it all, but she'll save it for the end
And it's a fucking shame that we won't be more than friends
I don't believe in Hope, or anything she's saying
She makes it sound like its a game, but I ain't fuckin' playin'
She asked me, "Why you lyin'?"
I said, "I ain't fuckin' layin'
I ain't ever gonna stop until I'm underneath those prayin"
Giving my best, I wonder if I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Giving my best, I don't feel like I'm good enough
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Should I stay, should I stay, should I
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Should I stay, should I go I don't know
Y'all probably think I'm rapping 'cause I wanna be famous
Truth is, if it was famous I would probably hate this
This shit is too sincere there ain't no way I could fake this
So I know that if you hate, you talking out of your anus
You don't know the courage it took to finally say this
If you don't understand then go ahead and replay this
It's obvious that now there's no way I can toupee this
So I gotta make sure nothing possibly keeps away bliss
And nothin' ever will, misery is mine to kill
Reality gives checks to pay life's bill
The shoes I fill, walking down that memory lane
Need to be comfortable when I'm walking down every terrain
I'll keep it simple and plain
I won't settle for fine
I see my vision so clear that I won't ever be blind
I can't stop this climb, 'till I reach my prime
If the good die young, I'm running short on time
Credits
Writer(s): Javier Cisneros
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