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Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
I'm not hatin', I'm just tellin' you
I'm tryna 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 about 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 trustin'
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
Rose through the bullshit like a matador
Just made me madder and adamant to go at 'em and even the score, so
I went harder
Studied the Carters till a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor, recordin' at four in the mornin'
And now I'm passin' the bar like a lawyer
Immigrant, art ignorant
Ya ill intent was insurance for my benefit
Hate to be inconsiderate, but the industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch

You, you, you don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls givin' blowjobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels, huh

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 mama, I love you
One day I'll pay you back for the sacrifice that ya managed to muscle
Sixteen, 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

Iggy Azalea - Letras

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