LYRIC

[VERSE 1:]

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 let you know what the fuck I've been through

Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt

Sugar cane, back lanes

3 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

[REPEAT 4x:]

No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.

[HOOK:]

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

[VERSE 2:]

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 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 recording

At 4 in the morning and now I'm passing 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

Blow jobs for Louboutins

What do you call that?

Head over heels

[REPEAT 4x:]

No money, no family. 16 in the middle of Miami.

[HOOK:]

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

[VERSE 3:]

Pledge allegiance to the struggle

Ain't been easy

But cheers to Peezy for the weeks we lived out of duffel

Bags is all we had

Do anything for my Mum, I love you

One day I'll pay you back

For the sacrifice

That ya 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 of me

Cause every night Ima do it like it's my last

This dream is all that I need

Cause it's all that I ever had

[OUTRO 2x:]

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Working on my shit

Iggy Azalea - Work - lyrics


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