Work (Live)

Lyrics by：Amethyst KellyNatalie SimsTrocon Markous RobertsJason PebworthGeorge AstasioJon Shave/Amethyst KellyNatalie SimsTrocon Markous RobertsJason PebworthGeorge AstasioJon Sha

Composed by：Jon Shave

Walk a mile in these Louboutins

But they don't wear these s**ts where I'm from

I'm not hating I'm just telling you

I'm tryna let you know what the f**k

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 s**t about where I was made

Or how many floors that I had to scrub

Just to make it past where I am from

Say

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

Everybody sing the song

I've been up all night night tryna get that rich

I've been work work work work working on my s**t

Say what

Milked the whole game twice okay

Gotta get it how I live

I've been work work working on my s**t

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Work working on my s**t

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 s**t

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 bulls**t 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 to be inconsiderate

But the Industry took my innocence

Too late now I'm in this b***h

You don't know the half

This s**t get real

Valley girls giving b***hes 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

Here we go again

I've been up all night tryna get that rich

I've been work work

Workin' on my s**t

Say waht milked the whole game twice

Alright

Gotta get it how I live

I've been work work

Workin' on my s**t

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Work workin' on my s**t

You can hate it or love it

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 work work

Now get this work work work

Now get this work work work

Now get this work work work work

Workin' on my s**t

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work

Now get this work work

Workin' on my s**t