Worked Out Lyrics

(Amarieyo: "I use to be rotting,

In my room, In Ohio, playing video games, smoking weed everyday.

Now I'm playing- I'm getting paid to play mini-golf right now, drinking Gatorade

In Florida wit my parents

Making music

Wit the greatest people bruh Owen bout to be here bruh

If god isn't real

Then this whole thing has to be a dream")

Will it all work out?

Will it all work out?

Will it all work out?

Will it all work out?

(Yeah, Im wondering will it work out?!)

Will it all work out?

(I'm wondering will it work out?!)

Will it all work out?

(Im wondering will it work out?)

Will it all work out?

(I'm just wondering if it'll work out)

Will it all work out?

Am I gon make it, Am I gon do everything that I said I would

Chop sing like Nina Simone, Don't Let it Be Misunderstood

She all on my, what, nah, I won't say it, sum like "Sporting Goods"

Tarantino flick, how Once Upon A Time In Hollywood, huh,

me and Gang was riding round,

With the windows down

Got my name up in yo mouth, learn how it's pronounced

I remember wondering if it would all work out

And now I'm gon take over music when I move down south

Wit SCHLACK! - uh

Me and gang we back

Everybody talking on the boy need my respect - huh -

Better bring me my money, bring me my check

Choppa pop out, it dispensing like a PEZ stick

N why he talking on my bank with no investments

Kendrick Lamar car, it doing 80 in the Section

RIP to Bis Markley, he taught me one thing

If she keep you to the side, then you is Just A Friend then

Will it all work out?

Will it all work out?

Will it all work out?

Will it all work out?

(Yeah, Im wondering will it work out?!)

Will it all work out?

(I'm wondering will it work out?!)

Will it all work out?

(Im wondering will it work out?)

Will it all work out?

(I'm just wondering if it'll work out)

Will it all work out?

I'm wondering will it

I talked to God, and he provided eyes, I saw the vision

Know I gotta stop relying on the pot and on the drinking

Every moment that I pray it's own miniature intervention

To the lord

To the lord above

Use the force

How I'm the chosen one

On discord

They use to clown my songs

Now I count paper like brochures

Made outta hunnid bucks

Why they talking on the boy

Yea, why they tryna make a fuss

We pulled over his convoy

And sent the shipment to our plug

I feel like a Viceroy

But got power of a Sovereign

I ain't tryna make nobody proud

except my Dad and Mom

and Big Sis

Yeah

And my best friends

The number's shortened over time, but that's a good thing

I had to realize who really in it for me

and anybody who was faking? history