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 trying 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 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 to get that rich

I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit

Milked the whole game twice, got to 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

Rose through the bullshit like a matador

Just made me madder and adamant to go at them

And even the score, so, I went harder

Studied The Carter till a deal was offered

Slept cold on the floor, recording at four in the morning

And now I'm passing the bar like a lawyer

Immigrant, art ignorant

Your 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 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 to get that rich

I've been work, work, work, work, working on my shit

Milked the whole game twice, got to get it how I lived

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 you 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 of 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

Working on my shit

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Working on my shit