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Lil Wayne - Let It All Work Out (Lyrics)
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🎵 Lyrics:
Out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out, work out, yeah
I'm in this bitch (Out, let it all work out), yeah
Was on the outside, lookin' in this bitch but now I'm in this bitch
Yeah (Let it all work out), I'm in this bitch
Let it all work out
Tunechi, you a genius
Looked in the mirror, said, "Don't let the money come between us"
I'm loaded, loaded at my earliest convenience
But fuck 'em, I feel like I got ten middle fingers
I'm sippin', sippin' in this bitch and poppin' uppers
Girl, take this, this that shit that give a flower color
And some bitch named Wonder Woman told me not to wonder
The crumbs, you only see 'em when the cookie crumble, real shit
N***a, my candle still lit
Had to swallow my pride, though
Swear it tastes like spearmint
Big up to my n***a with a strap on him
I'll never turn my back on him
'Cause n****s act like they cool wit' ya
But a lot of these n****s be transformers
A lot of these players be benchwarmers
The game ain't easy, but it's fair, n***a
I'ma sit in this throne so long
'Til it's a fuckin' rockin' chair, n***a
Bad bitch play with my hair, n***a
Said, "Relax, Tune, baby don't stress out"
But I got a lot of shit on my mind, though
She said, "Let that shit work itself out
Let that shit work itself out"
C5, yeah, back in this bitch
Tune, you left this bitch
Like you knew this bitch was gon' let your ass back in this bitch
(Let it all work out, let it all work out) Yeah, haha
But ain't nobody else like you in this bitch
(Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out)
(Let it all work out) Ain't nobody else like you in this bitch
Cita, you a psychic
'Cause you said there be days like this
They want a piece of me, I ain't the one that's serving slices
Please swallow, I had my share of dirty diapers, real shit
Pussy n****s on that guilt trip
It'll be on in a heartbeat
You can hear them pussy n****s shit skip
I fear God, never fear men
Give back, never give in
Beat odds, never beat women
Keep an open mind, let 'em peek in it
Reach highs, never reach limits
Need minds, I don't need plenty
This C5, this for BI and Left Eye, and T-Boz
When I seen Chilli at the Floyd fight
I almost asked her to creep with me
But I was young, and I held my tongue
But with that tongue, I just keep spittin'
So it all worked out
And now I'm in this bitch
And life said, "Tune, you knew me for way too long"
I never change, you know I been this bitch
And then she said, "Let it all work out"
"Let it all work out, let it all work out" (Yeah)
"Let it all work out, let it all work out"
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Tunechi, you a monster
Looked in the mirror, but you wasn't there, I couldn't find ya
I'm lookin' for that big, old smile, full of diamonds
Instead, I found this letter you ain't finished writin'
It read, "I'm sorry for even apologizin'"
I tried compromisin' and went kamikaze
I found my momma's pistol where she always hide it
I cried, put it to my head and thought about it
Nobody was home to stop me, so I called my auntie
Hung up, then put the gun up to my heart and pondered
Too much was on my conscience to be smart about it
Too torn apart about it, I aim where my heart was poundin'
I shot it, and I woke up with blood all around me
It's mine, I didn't die, but as I was dyin'
God came to my side and we talked about it
He sold me another life and he made a prophet
[Interlude: Lil Wayne & Sampha]
Yeah, and he said
("Let it all work out") Yeah
("Let it all work out") I'm still in this bitch
("Let it all work out") Yeah
("Let it all work out") Thank God 'cause I'm still in this bitch
(Let it all work out) Phew
("Let it all work out") But he said, "Remember this:"
("Let it all work out")
("Let it all work out") "Ain't nobody else like you in this bitch"
("Let it all work out") Yeah
("Let it all work out") "And don't forget what I did this bitch"
("Let it all work out") "Can't even remember when I didn't, bitch"
"Let it all—"
[Outro: Lil Wayne, Sampha & Jacida Carter]
Out, let it all work out (Yeah)
Let it all work out, (Now I'm out this bitch) Let it all work out
I'm out this bitch (Let it all—) and it all worked out
Love you, Dwayne
Lil Wayne - Let It All Work Out (Lyrics)
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🎵 Lyrics:
Out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out, work out, yeah
I'm in this bitch (Out, let it all work out), yeah
Was on the outside, lookin' in this bitch but now I'm in this bitch
Yeah (Let it all work out), I'm in this bitch
Let it all work out
Tunechi, you a genius
Looked in the mirror, said, "Don't let the money come between us"
I'm loaded, loaded at my earliest convenience
But fuck 'em, I feel like I got ten middle fingers
I'm sippin', sippin' in this bitch and poppin' uppers
Girl, take this, this that shit that give a flower color
And some bitch named Wonder Woman told me not to wonder
The crumbs, you only see 'em when the cookie crumble, real shit
N***a, my candle still lit
Had to swallow my pride, though
Swear it tastes like spearmint
Big up to my n***a with a strap on him
I'll never turn my back on him
'Cause n****s act like they cool wit' ya
But a lot of these n****s be transformers
A lot of these players be benchwarmers
The game ain't easy, but it's fair, n***a
I'ma sit in this throne so long
'Til it's a fuckin' rockin' chair, n***a
Bad bitch play with my hair, n***a
Said, "Relax, Tune, baby don't stress out"
But I got a lot of shit on my mind, though
She said, "Let that shit work itself out
Let that shit work itself out"
C5, yeah, back in this bitch
Tune, you left this bitch
Like you knew this bitch was gon' let your ass back in this bitch
(Let it all work out, let it all work out) Yeah, haha
But ain't nobody else like you in this bitch
(Let it all work out, mm, let it all work out)
(Let it all work out) Ain't nobody else like you in this bitch
Cita, you a psychic
'Cause you said there be days like this
They want a piece of me, I ain't the one that's serving slices
Please swallow, I had my share of dirty diapers, real shit
Pussy n****s on that guilt trip
It'll be on in a heartbeat
You can hear them pussy n****s shit skip
I fear God, never fear men
Give back, never give in
Beat odds, never beat women
Keep an open mind, let 'em peek in it
Reach highs, never reach limits
Need minds, I don't need plenty
This C5, this for BI and Left Eye, and T-Boz
When I seen Chilli at the Floyd fight
I almost asked her to creep with me
But I was young, and I held my tongue
But with that tongue, I just keep spittin'
So it all worked out
And now I'm in this bitch
And life said, "Tune, you knew me for way too long"
I never change, you know I been this bitch
And then she said, "Let it all work out"
"Let it all work out, let it all work out" (Yeah)
"Let it all work out, let it all work out"
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Tunechi, you a monster
Looked in the mirror, but you wasn't there, I couldn't find ya
I'm lookin' for that big, old smile, full of diamonds
Instead, I found this letter you ain't finished writin'
It read, "I'm sorry for even apologizin'"
I tried compromisin' and went kamikaze
I found my momma's pistol where she always hide it
I cried, put it to my head and thought about it
Nobody was home to stop me, so I called my auntie
Hung up, then put the gun up to my heart and pondered
Too much was on my conscience to be smart about it
Too torn apart about it, I aim where my heart was poundin'
I shot it, and I woke up with blood all around me
It's mine, I didn't die, but as I was dyin'
God came to my side and we talked about it
He sold me another life and he made a prophet
[Interlude: Lil Wayne & Sampha]
Yeah, and he said
("Let it all work out") Yeah
("Let it all work out") I'm still in this bitch
("Let it all work out") Yeah
("Let it all work out") Thank God 'cause I'm still in this bitch
(Let it all work out) Phew
("Let it all work out") But he said, "Remember this:"
("Let it all work out")
("Let it all work out") "Ain't nobody else like you in this bitch"
("Let it all work out") Yeah
("Let it all work out") "And don't forget what I did this bitch"
("Let it all work out") "Can't even remember when I didn't, bitch"
"Let it all—"
[Outro: Lil Wayne, Sampha & Jacida Carter]
Out, let it all work out (Yeah)
Let it all work out, (Now I'm out this bitch) Let it all work out
I'm out this bitch (Let it all—) and it all worked out
Love you, Dwayne
