| Today I missed my workout, but it worked out
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| Now I’m missing work now, but it worked out
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| Had to buy a crib, 'fore I bought my first house
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| Had my first kid, I love how she turned out
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| I love how she turned up, even if I’m burned out
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| I’ma have so many seeds, I could have a birdhouse
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| I’ma love on they mama, I hope it work out
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| I hope it work out
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| Luckily, my ex ugly
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| I don’t eat, so she can’t get no lunch with me
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| I don’t reach, so she can’t get in touch with me
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| Can’t be buds with me
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| Don’t know what to be
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| She gon' cuss at me
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| Told her «give it a rest,» so I keep custody
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| Keep it all side-eyes and side-hugs with me
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| I know that my girl’s trust is a luxury
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| I don’t want my next album sounding all Usher-y
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| But I must confess, I must confess
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| For every single ex, I want the best
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| I really wish you nothing but success
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| I know it’s gonna work out
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| Doesn’t it get dark, right before the sun peeks
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| And bares his face? |
| And doesn’t it get so hard to breathe?
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| But it’s gonna work out, it’s gonna work out
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| With nothing left to give, with nothing left to say
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| When no one says they’re wrong, or sets the record straight
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| But it’s gonna work out, it’s gonna work out, it’s gonna work out
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| That shit might hurt now, but I’m with her now
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| Don’t need closure now, just keep the shirt now
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| Sorry you were led to believe
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| Bunch of different stories that was never to be
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| No you isn’t ugly I just said it to be
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| Funny we both know that you look better than me
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| Sorry I started runnin' when you ran into me
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| I’m just tryna be the kinda man I’ma be
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| And I’m getting better gotta hand it to me
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| Seem to always work out when you hand it to Jesus
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| Today I missed my workout, but it worked out
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| Now I’m missing work now, but it worked out
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| Had to buy a crib, 'fore I bought my first house
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| Had my first kid, I love how she turned out
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| I love how she turned up, even if I’m burned out
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| I’ma have so many seeds, I could have a birdhouse
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| I’ma love on they mama, I hope it work out
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| I hope it work out
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| I believe in long distance love, God that’s above
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| Bond that’s so strong can’t let y’all bald-headed—
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| Yeah, y’all interrupt, you all in a rush
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| We all gon' meet up in the up, in the upper room
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| If I run into em', I’ll be ru-running to em'
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| We could re-run the show, we could re-bump into 'em
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| If we read the wrong one, we could re-jump the broom
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| If we read the wrong one, baby we jump the groom
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| I’m ready to be groomed
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| I’m ready to assume, the position is filled
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| I was ret since the womb
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| I was not made for this, this was made for me
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| And it’s gonna work out
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| Today I missed my workout, but it worked out
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| Now I’m missing work now, but it worked out
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| Had to buy a crib, 'fore I bought my first house
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| Had my first kid, I love how she turned out
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| I love how she turned up, even if I’m burned out
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| I’ma have so many seeds, I could have a birdhouse
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| I’ma love on they mama, I hope it work out
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| I hope it work out |