Let It All Work Out Chords by Lil Wayne

[Intro]
C#m7 F#                 G#m
■    ■  Let it all work out
F#                 E   C#m7
■  Let it all work out ■   
B               G#m
Let it all work out
F#                 C#m7
■  Let it all work out 
Bmaj7                 G#m
■     Let it all work out
F#                 C#m7 B
■  Let it all work out  ■
B                  
Let it all work out
     G#m F#     
Work out ■  yeah


[Chorus]
C#m7             
I'm in this bitch
Bmaj7 G#m        F#                               
Yeah  ■   was on the outside looking in this bitch
        C#7              
But now I'm in this bitch
C#m7 B   G#m           F#
Yeah I'm in this bitch ■ 


[Verse]
C#m7 C# B                   
■    ■  Tunechi you a genius
G#7                       
Looked in the mirror said:
      F#7                          
Don't let the money come between us
C#7        B7                               
I'm loaded loaded at my earliest convenience
         B7                                      
But fuck 'em I feel like I got ten middle fingers
C#          B7                                      
I'm sippin' sippin' in this bitch and poppin' uppers
G#7                      F#                           
Girl take this this that shit that give a flower color
C#7                         B7   
And some bitch named Wonder Woman
        B7           
Told me not to wonder
G#7                 F#7                            
The crumbs you only see 'em when the cookie crumble
C#7       B                        
Real shit nigga my candle still lit
                  G#m         
Had to swallow my pride though
                F#            
Swear it tastes like spearmint
                          C#          
Big up to my nigga with a strap on 'em
                Bmaj7      
I never turn my back on 'em
                           G#m7        
'cause nigga act like they cool with ya
                             D#m         
But a lot of these niggas be transformers
                          C#7         
A lot of these players be benchwarmers
C#sus4                       C#        
The game ain't easy but it's fair nigga
                        G#m    
I'ma sit in this throne so long
                            F#         
'til it's a fucking rocking chair nigga
                    C#7          
Bad bitch play with my hair nigga
    C#sus4                     B         
She said Relax Tune baby don't stress out
                              G#m        
But I got a lot of shit on my mind though
    G#m7                    F#        
She said Let that shit work itself out
                   C#7       
Let that shit work itself out


[Chorus]
       B G#m 
Cminus ■ five
F#   C#sus4             Bmaj7
Yeah back in this bitch ■    
         G#m7           
Tune you left this bitch
     B                  
Like you knew this bitch
                      C#m7              
Was gon' let your ass back in this bitch
B   G#m F#                     C#m7             
But ■   ain't nobody else like you in this bitch
B     G#m F#                   C# B         
Ain't ■   nobody else like you in this bitch


[Verse]
           G#7    
Cita you a psychic
F#                                        
■  'cause you said there be days like this
C#          B7         
They want a piece of me
                               B7    
I ain't the one that's serving slices
G#m              A#                           
Please swallow I had my share of dirty diapers
C#        F#                             
Real shit pussy niggas on that guilt trip
                 G#m      
It'll be on in a heartbeat
    G#m7                        F#       
You can't hear no pussy nigga's shit skip
                 C#      
I fear God never fear men
          Bmaj7        
Give back never give in
          Bmaj7           
Beat odds never beat women
     Bmaj7                          
Keep an open mind let 'em peek in it
                  C#7         
Reach highs never reach limits
             Bmaj7            
Need minds I don't need plenty
                G#m    G#m7             G#m 
This Cfive this for BI and Left Eye and TBoz
                          C#7        
When I seen Chilli at the Floyd fight
C#sus4                C#           
I almost asked her to creep with me
                      G#m           
But I was young and I held my tongue
                            F#           
But with that tongue I just keep spitting
                 F# 
So it all worked out
C# B G#7 F#
■  ■ ■   ■ 
    C#              C#7  
And now I'm in this bitch
B7               B                                
■  And life said Tune you knew me for way too long
        B                                
I never change you know I been this bitch
    B            
And then she said
           E    B  
Let it all work out


[Chorus]
G#m F# E B Bmaj7 G#m
■   ■  ■ ■ ■     ■  
F# E B
■  ■ ■


[Verse]
B                  
Let it all work out
           B       
Let it all work out
                   
Let it all work out
        G#7          
Tunechi you a monster
              F#7   
Looked in the mirror
        F#7                            
But you wasn't there I couldn't find ya
E           B                                      
I'm lookin' for that big old smile full of diamonds
G#7     F#7                                           
Instead I found this letter you ain't finished writin'
G#m      C#m7      G#m                 
It read: I'm sorry for even apologizing
F#                                    
I tried compromising and went kamikaze
E       B          Bmaj7                        G#m
I found my momma's pistol where she always hide it 
  F#                                        
I cry put it to my head and thought about it
E      B           Bmaj7                        
Nobody was home to stop me so I called my auntie
G#m     F#                                          
Hung up then put the gun up to my heart and pondered
E        B                                        
Too much was on my conscience to be smart about it
    F#                                                   
Too torn apart about it I aim where my heart was pounding


[Chorus]
          B          Bmaj7                      
I shot it and I woke up with blood all around me
          F#                             
It's mine I didn't die but as I was dying
Bmaj7          B                          
God came to my side and we talked about it
           F#                               
He sold me another life and he made a profit
     B      Bmaj7
Yeah and he said 
F#                 
Let it all work out
       Bmaj7 F#      
Let it all   work out
F#                 
Let it all work out
       F#          
Let it all work out
    B  Bmaj7 F#             
Let it ■     ■  all work out
       Bmaj7 B F#         
Let it all   ■ ■  work out
       F#          
Let it all work out
           B    Bmaj7 F#    
Let it all work ■     ■  out
F#                 
Let it all work out
       F#          
Let it all work out
B         
Let it all
       G#m         
Let it all work out
       F#  C#m7    
Let it all work out


[Outro]
Bmaj7 D#m G#m F#
■     ■   ■   ■ 
E          B G#m     
Let it all ■ work out
       G#m
Let it all
F#             
Love you Dwayne


[End]