Lirik Lagu Workin Out - J.I.D
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Take your heart, don't let me break it in twoI'm sure that I could possibly do nothin' for youI'm nearly on the edge, I'm bout to jump in a fewI'm really not afraid of nothin'
Look, on everythingI gave everything and got nothing backAin't looking for no pat on backsThat ain't how we got where the fuck we atMama called, "Where the fuck you at?""On the road, and I ain't coming backUntil my hundred stacks make a hundred racksAnd that hundred racks bring a bundle back"I was blowin' gas like the Honey BadgerJ.I.D, bitch, the money snatcherC'est la vie, shit I'm coming after everybodyDon't get the bloody splatterI'm fly and I got my niggas fly tooShit is like buddy passesI wanna cry cause I'm numb insideIf you wonder why, ask, "What's the matter?"
Cause I been working hella hard, shit ain't really working outI been praying to the Lord, shit ain't really working outI been looking to the stars, keep my head up in the cloudsShit ain't really working out, shit ain't really working outShit ain't really working out
Quiet, don't explainWhat is there to gain
Shit, shit ain't really working out, huhNow I got a little bread, got my niggas working out, damnBaby your ass fat, I can see you working out, shitAnd you got a new job? Tell me, how that shit working out? HehHeard you doing pretty good, yeah, people talk, word of mouthWasn't 'round when you had the dirty houseNow they won't leave when you kick 'em outThese type of people can't stick aroundOnly down when there's liquor 'round or the spliff aroundThat's why I don't fuck with niggas nowWell I fuck with all my niggas, you know the differenceYou been living with tunnel visionYou and all of your friends are like wonder womenWonder Woman working for it if you ever wanted somethingSearching for a purpose, I see what you onThe difference in how you be using your giftsIn the midst of the shit that you dealing withReally specific, you paid attention, panoramicYou got the vision like a fer-de-lanceYou attack and you kill it, sinkin' your teeth with the venomKinda like me with these instrumentalsOr the pen and the pencil or off the templePimpin' since been pimpin', keep it sensibleSince you winning, you a object of ridiculeObjects appearing closer than you ready forObviously you don't know what's aheadBut that's the reason you can work 'til you dead
I been working hella hard, shit ain't really working outI been praying to the Lord, shit ain't really working outI been looking to the stars, keep my head up in the cloudsShit ain't really working out, shit ain't really working outShit ain't really working out
C'mon bruh, come to the booty club one timeThrow some of that Dreamville moneyThrow some of that Dreamville money at these hoes, bruhThey got dreams too, niggaThey got shit to do too niggaThey got dreams too bruh bruhY'all Dreamville-uh aye aye, aye aye, uh uhNext time you see that nigga J. Cole bruhYou tell that nigga the same thing manI fuck with y'all niggas, bro, why that nigga J. ColeGot all this money, look like he 'bout toBorrow somebody charger or something"C'mon bruh, let me get your charger bruhLet me get my shit to uh, uh 10% percentAnd I'll give this shit back to you bruh bruh"C'mon bruh flex some of that Dreamville money, let me see it
Look, on everythingI gave everything and got nothing backAin't looking for no pat on backsThat ain't how we got where the fuck we atMama called, "Where the fuck you at?""On the road, and I ain't coming backUntil my hundred stacks make a hundred racksAnd that hundred racks bring a bundle back"I was blowin' gas like the Honey BadgerJ.I.D, bitch, the money snatcherC'est la vie, shit I'm coming after everybodyDon't get the bloody splatterI'm fly and I got my niggas fly tooShit is like buddy passesI wanna cry cause I'm numb insideIf you wonder why, ask, "What's the matter?"
Cause I been working hella hard, shit ain't really working outI been praying to the Lord, shit ain't really working outI been looking to the stars, keep my head up in the cloudsShit ain't really working out, shit ain't really working outShit ain't really working out
Quiet, don't explainWhat is there to gain
Shit, shit ain't really working out, huhNow I got a little bread, got my niggas working out, damnBaby your ass fat, I can see you working out, shitAnd you got a new job? Tell me, how that shit working out? HehHeard you doing pretty good, yeah, people talk, word of mouthWasn't 'round when you had the dirty houseNow they won't leave when you kick 'em outThese type of people can't stick aroundOnly down when there's liquor 'round or the spliff aroundThat's why I don't fuck with niggas nowWell I fuck with all my niggas, you know the differenceYou been living with tunnel visionYou and all of your friends are like wonder womenWonder Woman working for it if you ever wanted somethingSearching for a purpose, I see what you onThe difference in how you be using your giftsIn the midst of the shit that you dealing withReally specific, you paid attention, panoramicYou got the vision like a fer-de-lanceYou attack and you kill it, sinkin' your teeth with the venomKinda like me with these instrumentalsOr the pen and the pencil or off the templePimpin' since been pimpin', keep it sensibleSince you winning, you a object of ridiculeObjects appearing closer than you ready forObviously you don't know what's aheadBut that's the reason you can work 'til you dead
I been working hella hard, shit ain't really working outI been praying to the Lord, shit ain't really working outI been looking to the stars, keep my head up in the cloudsShit ain't really working out, shit ain't really working outShit ain't really working out
C'mon bruh, come to the booty club one timeThrow some of that Dreamville moneyThrow some of that Dreamville money at these hoes, bruhThey got dreams too, niggaThey got shit to do too niggaThey got dreams too bruh bruhY'all Dreamville-uh aye aye, aye aye, uh uhNext time you see that nigga J. Cole bruhYou tell that nigga the same thing manI fuck with y'all niggas, bro, why that nigga J. ColeGot all this money, look like he 'bout toBorrow somebody charger or something"C'mon bruh, let me get your charger bruhLet me get my shit to uh, uh 10% percentAnd I'll give this shit back to you bruh bruh"C'mon bruh flex some of that Dreamville money, let me see it
