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I don't want to point the blame, cause that just ain't my style
Yes, I know we had it rough, but that won't break my smile
Mom and pop working so damn hard just to pay the bills
Every minute that I took for granted, now it gives me chills
Cause you only get one and maybe two if you're blessed
A broken home is still much better than the rest
Mama just know that I ain't mad
Did the best we could with what we had, Oh yeah
Did the best we could with what we had, Yeah yeah
Did the best we could with what we had
Said I don't want to point the finger at nobody but myself
And I ain't gonna play the victim, so put that back up on the shelf
Product of your environment, man I'd like to disagree
Only product of your state of mind, what you do and who you keep
So you better make peace with the reasons that you're stressed
Troubles in paradise are better than the rest
Man, you know that I ain't mad
Did the best we could with what we had, Oh yeah
Did the best we could with what we had, Yeah yeah
Did the best we could with what we had
I know it wasn't easy, so be proud of yourself
All the things you tried to teach me, I still speak to myself
Don't beat yourself up, mama no, don't ever be sad
Go ahead and tell the same thing to my dad
Did the best we could with what we had Oh yeah