iggy azalea ☆ work

Walk a mile in these Louboutins
But they don’t wear these
shoes where I’m from
I’m not hating I’m just telling 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
I’ve been up all night
tryna get that rich
I’ve been work work work work
working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice
gotta get it how I live
I’ve been work work work work
working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
You can hate it or love it
Hustle and the struggle is
the only thing I’m trusting
Thorough bread 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 till
a deal was offered
Slept cold on the floor recording
At 4 in the morning
And now I’m passin’ the
bar like a lawyer
Immigrant art ignorant
Ya 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 blowjobs
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
I’ve been up all night
tryna get that rich
I’ve been work work work work
working on my shit
Milked the whole game twice
gotta get it how I live
I’ve been work work work work
working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working 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’mma do
it like it’s my last
This dream is all that I need
Cause its all that I ever had
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit