Lyrics Walk a mile in these Louboutins But they don't wear these shits where I'm from I'm not hating, I'm just telling you I'm tryna to let you know what the fuck that I've been through Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt Sugar cane, back lanes, three jobs took years to save But I got a ticket on that plane People got a lot to say, but don't know shit 'bout where I was made Or how many floors that I had to scrub just to make it past where I am from No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami (Sixteen in the middle of Miami) I've been up all night, tryna get that rich I've been work, work, work, work Workin' on my shit Milked the whole game twice Gotta get it how I live I've been work, work, work, work Workin' on my shit Now get this work Now get this work Now get this work Now get this work Workin' on my shit You can hate it or love it Hustle and the struggle is the only thing I'm trusting Thoroughbred in a mud brick before the budget White chick on that pac shit My passion was ironic and my dreams were uncommon Guess I gone crazy, first deal changed me Robbed blind basically raped me Ran through the bull shit like a Matador Just made me madder and adamant to go at 'em and even the score So, I went harder, studied the Carters 'til a deal was offered Slept cold on the floor recording at 4 in the morn'n And now I'm passin' the bar like a lawyer Immigrant Art Ignorant Your ill intent was insurance for my benefit Hate be inconsiderate but the industry took my innocence Too late now I'm in this bitch You don't know the half This shit get real Valley Girls giving blow jobs for Louboutins What you call that? Head over heels No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami No money, no family, sixteen in the middle of Miami (Sixteen in the middle of Miami) I've been up all night, tryna get that rich I've been work, work, work, work Workin' on my shit Milked the whole game twice Gotta get it how I live I've been work, work, work, work Workin' on my shit Now get this work Now get this work Now get this work Now get this work Workin' on my shit Pledge allegiance to the struggle Ain't been easy, but cheers to Peezy For the weeks we lived out of duffle, bags is all we had Do anything, for my Mum I love you One day I'll pay you back, for the sacrifice that you managed to muscle 16 you sent me through customs so All aboard my spaceship to Mercury Turn first at the light that's in front me 'Cause every night I'ma do it like it's my last This dream is all that I need, 'cause it's all that I ever had Now get this work Now get this work Now get this work Now get this work Workin' on my shit Now get this work Now get this work Now get this work Now get this work Workin' on my shit
