Work It Out - Terrace Martin, YBN Cordae

Yeah, so let’s fuck again for old time’s sake

I could make your behind shake like Beyoncé

You were supposed to be my goddamn fiancé

Instead you’re with this lame ass nigga, Diante, beyond faith

What are the odds I catch you at this motherfuckin' mirage?

In this Vegas hotel gettin' a couples massage

Let’s leave, we can fuck and get high

Then goodbye (Goodbye, goodbye, hah)

Feels like déjà vu

Old face, new day

It’s so long since I’ve seen you

I think we need a rdo, and it’s real to me

Sometims I be lyin', lyin' to myself

Kinda fucked me up when you found somebody else

We didn’t even try, we didn’t even try

We didn’t even try, we didn’t even try to work it out, yeah

Well, I know this is kind of a lot

Honestly, why did we stop?

I really liked you a lot, I let you meet my mama

It’s funny how life shit go

I could go my way, go yours

Girl, your body so cold (So cold)

'Cause we both had moved on

So let me put my boat shoes on, it hurts I can’t stroke you long

But damn, it’s good to see you again

I said, «Damn, it’s good to see you again», cause it’s been a while

We didn’t even try

We didn’t even try

I said, «Damn, it’s good to see you again», it’s been a while

We didn’t even try

We didn’t even try to work it out, yeah

But still, damn, it’s good to see you again

Love, lust, trust, truth, hurt, heart, drones