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