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Just ain't Good Enough

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Just ain’t good enough ,
Just ain’t good enough
Yet I wonder what you think about me
I wonder what you think about me

Just ain’t good enough
Just ain’t good enough
You selfish
But I wonder what you think about me
You selfish
I wonder what you think about me

You just ain’t good enough
You just ain’t good enough
You selfish
Yet I wonder what you think about me
You selfish
I wonder what you think about me

All this drama that you bring
I can’t hear a thing
The abuse that you claim
Weighs heavy on my brain
I know I practice Mary Jane
But you stay on that Caine
All these games that you play
Got you going insane
Not knowing what to say
Not knowing how to explain
These knots on my head
And the bruises on my face
3 nights in the cell
Now I’m going straight to hell
Now you bailing me out
Right time wrong place

Just ain’t good enough
Just ain’t good enough
You selfish
But I wonder what you think about me
You selfish
I wonder what you think about me

You just ain’t good enough
You just ain’t good enough
You selfish
Yet I wonder what you think about me
You selfish
I wonder what you think about me

The chemistry when 2 souls meet
Or rather the physics when 2 souls bleed
We gotta be together
before we kill each other
That’s what I constantly hear in my sleep
We just had a fight last week
You threw a knife at me
And it cut me so deep
High tempered I be waiting for you to flip
I know that you sick
So you get a pass bitch

This love will never change
This hate will never change
Because at the end of the day
It’s all in the same
I can’t picture anything
Without you in my brain
Your voice in my head
Got me drowning in pain

Just ain’t good enough
Just ain’t good enough
You selfish
But I wonder what you think about me
You selfish
I wonder what you think about me

You just ain’t good enough
You just ain’t good enough
You selfish
Yet I wonder what you think about me
You selfish
I wonder what you think about me

We gon leave it at this
If the food is prepared
I’m getting up to make my man a plate
He has arms, he has legs
But that is my man
I’m going to make him a plate
Because that’s what I like to do
That’s how I was raised
On the flip side of that
Ladies if you are over
your man’s relatives house
And the food is made
And you don’t get up to make his plate
That’s weak as hell to me, why
Because I want my man’s mama
sister, auntie , cousin whoever to look at me
And be like damn that’s a dope as chick
Damn she gon take care of my brother , son
Whoever
What is wrong with y’all

What else could I do
What else can I say