Lil Wayne — Let It All Work Out

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[Intro]
E B A                    F#m  E
      Let it all work out,
                   B A
let it all work out
                   F#m E
Let it all work out,
                   B A
let it all work out
                   F#m E
Let it all work out,
                   B A
let it all work out
                   F#m E
Let it all work out,     Work out, yeah


[Verse 1]
B                A
I'm in this bitch
    F#m          E
Yeah, was on the outside, looking in this bitch
    B
But now I'm in this bitch
A    F#m                  E   A
Yeah,    I'm in this bitch


[Verse 2]
                     F#m
Tunechi, you a genius
                      E
Looked in the mirror, said
                                    B
"Don't let the money come between us"
          A                                  F#m
I'm loaded, loaded at my earliest convenience
                E                          B
But fuck 'em, I feel like I got ten middle fingers
           A                                   F#m
I'm sippin', sippin' in this bitch and poppin' uppers
               E
Girl, take this, this that shit that give a flower color
B                    A
And some bitch named Wonder Woman told me not to wonder
F#m        E
The crumbs, you only see 'em when the cookie crumble
B         A
Real shit, look at my candle, still lit
                         F#m                          E
Had to swallow my pride, though, swear it tastes like spearmint
                            B
Big up to my nigga with the strap on 'em
             A
I never turn my back on 'em
                    F#m
Cold nigga act like they cool with ya
                                         E
But a lot of these niggas be transformers
                                       B
A lot of these players be bench-warmers
                   A
The game ain't easy, but it's fair, nigga
                           F#m
I'ma sit in this throne so long
                    E
'Til it's a fuckin' rockin' chair, nigga
                       B
Bad bitch playin' with my hair, nigga
              A
Said, "Relax, Tune, baby don't stress out"
                                    F#m
But I got a lot of shit on my mind, though
                                E
She said, "Let that shit work itself out"
                      B       A
"Let that shit work itself out"


[Bridge]
   F#m   E
C--5
Yeah,
                  B  A
back in this bitch
          F#m
Tune, you left this bitch
                   A                       B
Like you knew this bitch was gon' let your ass back in this bitch
A                     F#m  E
   Let it all work out,
                           B                A
But ain't nobody else like you in this bitch
                   F#m  E
Let it all work out
                           B                A
But ain't nobody else like you in this bitch


[Verse 3]
                   F#m  E
Cita, you a psychic
                                       B
'Cause you said there be days like this
            A                                           F#m
They want a piece of me, I ain't the one that's serving slices
                  E
Please swallow, I had my share of dirty diapers
B                          A
Real shit, pussy niggas on that guilt trip
A                     F#m
It'll be on in a heartbeat
          E
You can't hear no pussy nigga's shit skip
                          B
I fear God, never fear men
          A
Give back, never give in
                 B
Beat odds, never beat women
             E
Keep an open mind, let 'em peek in it
           B
Reach highs, never reach limits
     A
Need minds, I don't need plenty
                  F#m                  E
This C5, this for BI and Left Eye, and T-Boz
                        B
When I seen Chilli at a Floyd fight
                  A
I almost asked her to creep with me
                       F#m
But I was young, and I held my tongue
              E
But with that tongue, I just keep spitting
                    B  A  F#m  E
So it all worked out


[Bridge]
    B                    A
And now I'm in this bitch
                    B                         N.C.
And life said, "Tune, you knew me for way too long"
N.C.
I never change, you know I been this bitch
                                        B  A
And then she said, "Let it all work out"
                   F#m  E
Let it all work out,
                   B  A
let it all work out    (yeah)
                   F#m  E
Let it all work out,
                   B  A
let it all work out


[Verse 4]
                     E
Tunechi you a monster
                      E
Looked in the mirror, but you wasn't there, I couldn't find ya
    A
I'm lookin' for that big old smile, full of diamonds
           E                           N.C.
Instead, I found this letter you ain't finished writin'
N.C.
It read, "I'm sorry for even apologizing"
N.C.
I tried, compromising and went kamikaze
  D        A
I found my momma's pistol where she always hide it
     E
I cry, put it to my head, then thought about it
  D        A
Nobody was home to stop me, so I called my auntie
F#m      E
Hung up, then put the gun up to my heart and pound it
D               A
Too much was on my conscious to be smart about it
          E
Too torn apart about it, I aim where my heart was pounding
  D              A
I shot it, and I woke up with blood all around me
         E
It's mine, I didn't die, but as I was dying
D              A
God came to my side and we talked about it
          E                           D
He sold me another life and he made a prophet


[Outro]
A
 Yeah, and he said
                     F#m E
"Let it all work out" (yeah)
                   D A
Let it all work out (I'm still in this bitch)
                   F#m E
Let it all work out
     E
(Yeah, thank God 'cause I'm still in this bitch)
                   D A
Let it all work out (phew)
                   F#m E
Let it all work out
                   D A
Let it all work out
                   F#m E
Let it all work out ("ain't nobody else like you in this bitch)
                   D A
Let it all work out (Yeah)
                   F#m E
Let it all work out (and don't forget what I did this, bitch)
                   D A
Let it all work out (can't even remember when I didn't, bitch")
          F#m E
Let it all
                   D A
Let it all work out (yeah)
                   F#m E
Let it all work out (now I'm out this bitch)
                   D A
Let it all work out (I'm out this bitch)
                                 F#m E
Let it all (and it all worked out)
N.C.
Love you, Dwayne		
    

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