Take your heart, don't let me break it in two I'm sure that I could possibly do nothing for you I'm nearly on the edge, I'm about to jump in the view I'm really not afraid of nothing Look, on everything, I gave everything and got nothing back Ain't looking for it, no pedal backs, that ain't how we got, where the *** we at? Mama called, where the *** you at? On the road and ain't coming back, it's in my hunnid stacks Make a hunnid racks and that hunnid racks bring a bundle back I was blowing gas like the hunnid badger, J.I.D. bitch, the money snatcher Stay like this ***, I'm coming after everybody, don't get the bloody splatter I'm fly and I got my niggas fly too, *** is like buddy passes I wanna cry cause I'm numb inside, if you wonder why, ask what's the matter cause I've been working hella hard, *** ain't really working out I've been praying to the lord, *** ain't really working out I've been looking to the stars, see my head up in the clouds *** ain't really working out Quiet, don't explain, what is there to gain? ***, *** ain't really working out Now I got a little bread, got my niggas working out Damn, baby your ass fat, I can see you working out, *** Then you got a new job, tell me how that *** working out, *** Heard you doing pretty good, yeah People thought word of mouth wasn't round when you had the dirty house Now they won't leave when you kick em out These type of people can't stick around Only down when it's liquor round or the spliff around That's why I don't *** with niggas now Well I *** with all my niggas, you know the difference You been living with tunnel vision, you and all of your friends are like wonder women Wonder woman, working for it, if you ever wanted something Searching for a purpose, I see what you want The difference in how you be using your gifts in the midst of the *** that you dealing with Really specific, you pay attention, panoramic You got the vision like a fer-de-lance, you attack and you kill it Sticking your teeth with the venom Kinda like me with the instrumentals or the pen or the pencil We're off to temple pimpin', since been pimpin', keep it sensible Since you went in, you a object of ridicule Objects appearing closer than you ready for Obviously you don't know what's ahead, but that's the reason you can work to your pain I've been working hella hard, *** ain't really working out I've been praying to the lord, *** ain't really working out I've been looking to the stars, keep my head up in the clouds *** ain't really working out, *** ain't really working out *** ain't really working out Come on bruh, come to the booty club one time Throw some of that Dreamville money Throw some of that Dreamville money at these hoes bruh They got dreams too nigga They got *** to do too nigga They got dreams too bruh, bruh, y'all dreams Ay ay, ay ay, uh, uh Next time you see that nigga J. Cole bruh You tell that nigga the same thing man I *** with y'all niggas bruh Why that nigga J. Cole got all this money Look like he about to borrow somebody's charger or something Come on bruh, let me get your charger bruh Let me get my *** to uh, uh, 10% And I'll give this *** back to you bruh, bruh Come on bruh, flex on me Come on bruh, flex some of that Dreamville money Let me see it