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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Iggy Azalea
Iggy Azalea
Vocals
Jon Shave
Jon Shave
Programming
George Astasio
George Astasio
Programming
Jason Pebworth
Jason Pebworth
Keyboards
1st Down
1st Down
Keyboards
The 2 Live Crew
The 2 Live Crew
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
T. Markous Roberts
T. Markous Roberts
Songwriter
George Astasio
George Astasio
Songwriter
Jason Pebworth
Jason Pebworth
Songwriter
Amethyst Kelly
Amethyst Kelly
Songwriter
Jonathan Shave
Jonathan Shave
Songwriter
Natalie Lauren Sims
Natalie Lauren Sims
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Shave
Jon Shave
Producer
George Astasio
George Astasio
Producer
Jason Pebworth
Jason Pebworth
Producer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Anthony Kilhoffer
Mixing Engineer
FKi 1st
FKi 1st
Producer
Kyle Ross
Kyle Ross
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
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
[Verse 1]
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
[PreChorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
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
[Verse 3]
You don't know the half
This shit get real
Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
What you call that?
Head over heels
[PreChorus]
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
[Chorus]
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
[Chorus]
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
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
[Outro]
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
[Outro]
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
Written by: George Astasio, Iggy Azalea, Jason Pebworth, Jon Shave, Natalie Lauren, Natalie Sims, T. Markous Roberts
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