Workin out - J.I.D
[Intro]
Take your heart, don't let me break it in two
I'm sure that I could possibly do nothin' for you
I'm nearly on the edge, I'm bout to jump in a few
I'm really not afraid of nothin'
[Verse 1]
Look, on everything
I gave everything and got nothing back
Ain't looking for no pat on backs
That ain't how we got where the f_ck we at
Mama called, "Where the f_ck you at?"
"On the road, and I ain't coming back
Until my hundred stacks make a hundred racks
And that hundred racks bring a bundle back"
I was blowin' gas like the Honey Badger
J.I.D, b_tch, the money snatcher
C'est la vie, sh_t I'm coming after everybody
Don't get the bloody splatter
I'm fly and I got my n_ggas fly too
Sh_t is like buddy passes
I wanna cry cause I'm numb inside
If you wonder why, ask, "What's the matter?"
[Chorus]
Cause I been working hella hard, sh_t ain't really working out
I been praying to the Lord, sh_t ain't really working out
I been looking to the stars, keep my head up in the clouds
Sh_t ain't really working out, sh_t ain't really working out
Sh_t ain't really working out
[Interlude]
Quiet, don't explain
What is there to gain
[Verse 2]
Sh_t, sh_t ain't really working out, huh
Now I got a little bread, got my n_ggas working out, damn
Baby your ass fat, I can see you working out, sh_t
And you got a new job? Tell me, how that sh_t working out? Heh
Heard you doing pretty good, yeah, people talk, word of mouth
Wasn't 'round when you had the dirty house
Now they won't leave when you kick 'em out
These type of people can't stick around
Only down when there's liquor 'round or the spliff around
That's why I don't f_ck with n_ggas now
Well I f_ck with all my n_ggas, you know the difference
You been living with tunnel vision
You and all of your friends are like wonder women
Wonder Woman working for it if you ever wanted something
Searching for a purpose, I see what you on
The difference in how you be using your gifts
In the midst of the sh_t that you dealing with
Really specific, you paid attention, panoramic
You got the vision like a fer-de-lance
You attack and you kill it, sinkin' your teeth with the venom
Kinda like me with these instrumentals
Or the pen and the pencil or off the temple
Pimpin' since been pimpin', keep it sensible
Since you winning, you a object of ridicule
Objects appearing closer than you ready for
Obviously you don't know what's ahead
But that's the reason you can work 'til you dead
[Chorus]
I been working hella hard, sh_t ain't really working out
I been praying to the Lord, sh_t ain't really working out
I been looking to the stars, keep my head up in the clouds
Sh_t ain't really working out, sh_t ain't really working out
Sh_t ain't really working out
[Outro: Zack Fox]
C'mon bruh, come to the booty club one time
Throw some of that Dreamville money
Throw some of that Dreamville money at these hoes, bruh
They got dreams too, n_gga
They got sh_t to do too n_gga
They got dreams too bruh bruh
Y'all Dreamville-uh aye aye, aye aye, uh uh
Next time you see that n_gga J. Cole bruh
You tell that n_gga the same thing man
I f_ck with y'all n_ggas, bro, why that n_gga J. Cole
Got all this money, look like he 'bout to
Borrow somebody charger or something
"C'mon bruh, let me get your charger bruh
Let me get my sh_t to uh, uh 10% percent
And I'll give this sh_t back to you bruh bruh"
C'mon bruh flex some of that Dreamville money, let me see it
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