Workin Out Lyrics - Jid

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 the fuel 

I'm really not afraid of nothin' 

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 fuck we at 

Mama call, "Where the fuck 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, bitch, the money snatcher 

C'est la vie, shit I'm coming after everybody 

Don't get the bloody splatter 

I'm fly and I got my niggas fly too 

Shit is like buddy passes 

I wanna cry cause I'm numb inside 

If you wonder why, ask, "What's the matter?" 

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'Cause I been working hella hard 

Shit ain't really working out 

I been praying to the Lord 

Shit ain't really working out 

I been looking to the stars 

Keep my head up in the clouds 

Shit ain't really working out 

Shit ain't really working out 

Shit ain't really working out 

Quiet 

Don't explain 

What is there to gain 

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Shit, shit ain't really working out 

Now I got a little bread 

Got my niggas working outta town 

Baby your ass fat, shit 

I can see you working out, hoo 

And you got a new job? 

Tell me, how that shit working out? 

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 fuck with niggas now 

Well I fuck with all my niggas 

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 shit that you dealing with 

Really specific, you paid attention, panoramic 

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 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 

I been working hella hard 

Shit ain't really working out 

I been praying to the Lord 

Shit ain't really working out 

I been looking to the stars 

Keep my head up in the clouds 

Shit ain't really working out 

Shit ain't really working out 

Shit ain't really working out 

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, nigga 

They got shit to do too nigga 

They got dreams too bruh bruh 

Y'all Dreamville-uh aye aye, aye aye, uh uh 

Next time you see that nigga J. Cole bruh 

You tell that nigga the same thing man 

I fuck with y'all niggas bro 

Why that nigga 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 shit to uh, uh 10% percent 

And I'll give this shit back to you bruh bruh" 

C'mon bruh flex some of that 

Dreamville money, let me see it