[Verse 1: Matt McGhee]
I've got a lot of shit to get off my chest
I'm not too good at talking so a song would do it the best
I know we're good friends and shit would get weird if we stepped it up
But I don't wanna keep on living life regretting stuff
You understand what I mean
I mean, between the time me and you met, its been perfect
It seems like everybody thinks we'd be perfect together
So what's the deal?
I gotta deal with the shit that I feel
Soul 4 Real
Candy rain don't exist in the real world
And all these fake bitches, I'm looking for a real girl
'Cause its gonna get harder as the money and fame comes
I'm getting bigger
Gold diggers looking for the richer nigga
When I could go with something much realer
And I ain't gotta look to far because its much nearer
So let go of your fears and put your guard down and let me turn it up a bit
I've been through a lot and learned enough
And it wouldn't hurt to try

[Hook]
I just wanna try, wanna try
Girl it wouldn't hurt to try, hurt to try
Nah, it wouldn't hurt to try

[Verse 2]
My luck with women isn't existent
All the girls I get serious with turn out to be bitches
Either that or we just lose contact and become distant
And some other nigga comes and breaks the door off the hinges
I unlocked it though
But that don't count for shit
Dying alone?
Man, I wouldn't even doubt the shit
And all my niggas got girls that hold them down
I got freaks that come around
When I call when I'm aroused
That gets boring after a while
So if we do try and it still ends
Swear to each other we'll remain friends
A lot to gain and
A lot to lose too
That shit would suck I ever lose you
And this may sound a bit unusual
But I'm willing to take a chance on it
Play my hand and bet a grand on it
Man, here's my stance on it
Just let your guard down, lady
And just let me turn it up a bit
I've been through a lot and learned enough
And it wouldn't hurt to try

[Hook]