Luyện nghe bài hát Workin Out

Take your heart, let me break it in two
I'm that I could possibly do nothin' for you
I'm on the edge
I'm 'bout to jump in the
I'm not afraid of nothin'

on everything
I everything and got nothing back
looking for no pat on backs
That how we got where the fuck we at
call, "Where the fuck you at?"
"On the road, and I ain't back
my hundred stacks make a hundred racks
And that hundred racks a bundle back"
I was blowin' gas like the Honey
J.I.D, bitch, the money
C'est la vie, shit I'm coming everybody
get the bloody splatter
I'm fly and I got my fly too
is like buddy passes
I wanna cry cause I'm inside
If you why, ask, "What's the matter?"

'Cause I been hella hard
Shit ain't working out
I been praying to the
ain't really working out
I been looking to the
my head up in the clouds
Shit ain't working out
Shit ain't really out
Shit ain't working out

Don't
is there to gain

Shit, shit really working out
Now I got a little
Got my niggas outta town
your ass fat, shit
I can see you out, hoo
And you got a new
Tell me, how shit working out?
Heard you pretty good
Yeah, people talk, of mouth
Wasn't 'round you had the dirty house
Now they leave when you kick 'em out
These type of people stick around
Only down there's
Liquor or the spliff around
That's why I don't with niggas now
I fuck with all my niggas
You the difference
You been living with tunnel
You and all of friends are
Like wonder women, Wonder
for it if you ever wanted something
Searching for a purpose, I see you on the
Difference in how you be your gifts
In the midst of the shit that you dealing
specific, you paid attention, panoramic
Got the vision a fer-de-lance
You and you kill it
Sinkin' your teeth with the
like me with these instrumentals
Or the pen and the
Or off the pimpin' been pimpin'
it sensible
Since you winning you a of ridicule
Objects appearing closer than you for
Obviously you know what's ahead
But that's the reason you can work you dead

I been hella hard
Shit ain't really out
I been praying to the
Shit ain't really out
I been looking to the
Keep my up in the clouds
Shit ain't really out
Shit ain't really out
Shit ain't working out

C'mon bruh, to the booty club one time
Throw some of that money
Throw some of that Dreamville
At these hoes,
got dreams too, nigga
They got to do too nigga
They got dreams too bruh
Dreamville-uh aye aye, aye aye, uh uh
Next time you see that J. Cole bruh
You tell that nigga the same man
I fuck with y'all bro
Why nigga J. Cole
Got all money, look like he 'bout to
Borrow somebody or something
"C'mon bruh, let me get your bruh
Let me get my shit to uh, uh 10%
And I'll this shit back to you bruh bruh"
C'mon bruh flex of that
money, let me see it