K-Rino - Ain't Good Enough lyrics
[K-Rino - Ain't Good Enough lyrics]
I feel for you homie been there
Fell victim to the system cause
The hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Tryna do it right the old me I put it up
How can you win when your
Best ain't good enough?
He was fresh out the pen still in his prime
Changed his life for the better
While he did his time
It's amazing how he was able
Too keep his mind
Came home started searching for a legal grind
Lost years mentally hard to digest
Had a woman on his side through the process
Brainstorming on some ideas they plotted big
She agreed to hold him down
Until he got a gig
Month after month somebody forgot to tell him
(What?) it's hard to get a job
Once you a convicted felon
Accumulation of trepidation and frustration
Plus alot of dust collected
On his application
He stayed honest straight up and
Down like 6 O'clock
And clicked yes in that "have
You been convicted" box
Everything he try to do just
Seem to fall though "Thank you sir, please
Don't call us will call you"
Eight months deep, still same situation
Now his woman's on him daily
Running out of patience
The scenario they looking at is typical
Now she want him to walk
It out like an elliptical
So fast forward and his manhood got targeted
And lack of them resolving
It escalated those arugments
Cause how can he run his house properly
When he's clocking no profit and
She constantly makes mockery
And what added to the overall discrepancy
Was the suprise un-expectancy of a pregnancy
(O oh) and when the time came
She straight dissed him
And took they buisness straight to
The dirty court system
Knew he was trying hard that
Was nothing but greed
Took him out cause he wasn't
Moving at her speed
She put a good man out and let hatred in
Now he gotta make it work
So let the games begin
Now it's crunch time everyday stormy weather
The need to go and get some
Bread is more intense than ever
Odd jobs all day tryna stack some mail
Have that money every month or
Go back to jail
Couldn't believe that she would place
Him in that situation
Though he was paying she's still
Hating on his visitations
When his paper slows she threaten
To tell them folks
He even contemplated going back
To selling dope he was getting checks he
Just wasn't cashing enough
Plus his baby momma's new dude
Started gassing her up
"Forget that fool we need that
Money he don't pay it, crush him
What'chu trippin' on he ain't
Never gave you nothing" all and all it was a
Dirty thing to do because
The real truth is she knew what
Kind of dude he was
He kept grinding but once
Again it's not enough fell behind
Chased a lick got caught and
They locked him up
Fell victim to the system cause
The hood is tough
I could've raised up and went back to the cut
Tryna do it right the old me I put it up
How can you win when your
Best ain't good enough?
He was fresh out the pen still in his prime
Changed his life for the better
While he did his time
It's amazing how he was able
Too keep his mind
Came home started searching for a legal grind
Lost years mentally hard to digest
Had a woman on his side through the process
Brainstorming on some ideas they plotted big
She agreed to hold him down
Until he got a gig
Month after month somebody forgot to tell him
(What?) it's hard to get a job
Once you a convicted felon
Accumulation of trepidation and frustration
Plus alot of dust collected
On his application
He stayed honest straight up and
Down like 6 O'clock
And clicked yes in that "have
You been convicted" box
Everything he try to do just
Seem to fall though "Thank you sir, please
Don't call us will call you"
Eight months deep, still same situation
Now his woman's on him daily
Running out of patience
The scenario they looking at is typical
Now she want him to walk
It out like an elliptical
So fast forward and his manhood got targeted
And lack of them resolving
It escalated those arugments
Cause how can he run his house properly
When he's clocking no profit and
She constantly makes mockery
And what added to the overall discrepancy
Was the suprise un-expectancy of a pregnancy
(O oh) and when the time came
She straight dissed him
And took they buisness straight to
The dirty court system
Knew he was trying hard that
Was nothing but greed
Took him out cause he wasn't
Moving at her speed
She put a good man out and let hatred in
Now he gotta make it work
So let the games begin
Now it's crunch time everyday stormy weather
The need to go and get some
Bread is more intense than ever
Odd jobs all day tryna stack some mail
Have that money every month or
Go back to jail
Couldn't believe that she would place
Him in that situation
Though he was paying she's still
Hating on his visitations
When his paper slows she threaten
To tell them folks
He even contemplated going back
To selling dope he was getting checks he
Just wasn't cashing enough
Plus his baby momma's new dude
Started gassing her up
"Forget that fool we need that
Money he don't pay it, crush him
What'chu trippin' on he ain't
Never gave you nothing" all and all it was a
Dirty thing to do because
The real truth is she knew what
Kind of dude he was
He kept grinding but once
Again it's not enough fell behind
Chased a lick got caught and
They locked him up