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Walk a mile in these Louboutins But they dont wear these shits where Im from Im not hating, Im just telling you Im tryna let you know what the fuck that Ive been through Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt Sugar care, back lanes& Three jobs, took years to save& But I got a ticket on that plane& People got a lot to say But dont 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
Ive been up all night, tryna get it right Ive been work work work work working on my shit& Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live Ive been work work work work working on my shit& Now get this work&
You can hate it or love it Hustle and the struggle is the only thing Im 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 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 Im passion 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 Im in this bitch! You dont 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
Ive been up all night, tryna get it right Ive been work work work work working on my shit& Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live Ive been work work work work working on my shit& Now get this work&
Pledge allegiance to the struggle Aint 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 Ill 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 thats in front me Cause every night Imma do it like its my last This dream is all that I need Cause its all that I ever had
No money, no family Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Ive been up all night, tryna get it right Ive been work work work work working on my shit& Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live Ive been work work work work working on my shit& Now get this work&
Ive been up all night, tryna get it right Ive been work work work work working on my shit& Milked the whole game twice, gotta get it how I live Ive been work work work work working on my shit& Now get this work&
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