Let It All Work Out
by Hoodie Allen
Your heart pounds with precision, a king dies inside his courts
Your heart pounds with precision, a king dies inside these doors
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
She ask me when you coming to my college
'Cause she's all about it
I said that's 40,000
Dollars she ain't got 'em
She begs her parents constantly
She got A's in all her classes but I know she wants the D
Look at your kid do the math
Running over the game while you're taking a nap
Vehicle manslaughter when they gimme the rap
Probably need a miracle to mirror you back
Make fans, move units, Tim Taylor, that's home improvement
Cameras follow me everywhere but don't call me Truman
Resume is like a Rubik's Cube 'cause it's hard to use and I'm hardly using my brain
Fans screaming my name dog well that feelings always insane
The band wagon 'bout to leave the station, so hop it on to that train
Always motivated by love
Never motivated by fame
Blink once, it's like "what's my age", they stressing off of my accolades
People tellin' me I'm doin' great, but honestly I just can't relate
And I'm going through some shit that got me stressing out
But like my homies told me
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let it all work out
Let me
Be the guy that I'm suppose to
The person I envisioned
The boy who be all like I told ya
My dream keeps gettin' bigger and every year I get older'
Somehow got my diploma
And now I own it like Oprah
Sorry I ain't wrote you in a minute
With all these bridges, sometimes I get tunnel vision
I'm thinking how I'm bout to cross some long division
Only 5'9 but in the center on position
But I been in the game and I came to ball
Sent one tweet like "I came to the mall"
Hundred motherfuckers gonna show right up
Tried that shit in Oklahoma City it was loud as fuck
Mothers dropped they daughters off
Now they got me runnin' like we never shut the water off
Homie take this quarter off
I throw your ass some Gatorade
Always been a free agent but know my team they came to play
It could be one against a hundred
I promise they'll never stress me out
'Cause like my homies told me
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