Workin’ Out (A COLORS SHOW) JID

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[Intro]
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Look, ugh, 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 called, "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?"
[Chorus]
'Cause I been workin' hella hard, shit ain't really workin' out
I been praying to the Lord, shit ain't really workin' out
I been looking to the stars, keep my head up in the clouds
Shit ain't really workin' out, shit ain't really workin' out
Shit ain't really workin' out