EVERYTHING WORKS OUT Lyrics by Lancey Foux
Everything works out, I go inside the toolbox and figure it out
Lock and load the trauma, I trigger it out
I’m a fu- I’m a full blooded boss, when I drop, ask the coroner, it isn’t a doubt
I got the truth in my cough, man I’m spitting it out
Put them problems on the bench, everything works out
Push it up and rep a set, everything works out
I ain’t gotta train my legs, man I ain’t running out
I ain’t running out of ways, keep a trick on my trousers
She keep me gripping on her waist, take the belt off around you
Whip a baddie into shape, brand new in the Audi
I went low, no dough, no motion
I had to-had to make something shake, like them niggas in Saudi
Threw my card, it was an ace, like [?]
Threw my card, it was an ace, now I’m back on deck
Like im Soulja, crank the safe, I got stacks on deck
I ain’t gonna hold you, keep one placed, I’m a surefired bet
I ain’t gonna hold you man, it’s money, power and respect
Roll one, blow one, and the dark times, I can’t forget
Everything works out, I go inside the toolbox and figure it out
Lock and load the trauma, I trigger it out
I’m a full bloo- I’m a full blooded boss, when I drop, ask the coroner, it isn’t a doubt
I got the truth in my cough, man I’m spitting it out
Put them problems on the bench, everything works out
Push it up and rep a set, everything works out
