Tonalité : G major•
Verse 1
G
Em
Bm
Walk a mile in these
D
G
Louboutins
Em
But they don't wear these
Bm
D
G
shits where I'm from
Em
I'm not hating,
Bm
D
G
I'm just telling you
Em
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck
that I've been through
Bm
Verse 2
D
G
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
Em
Sug ar cane, back lanes
Bm
Three jobs, took years to save
D
But I got a ticket on that plane
G
People got a lot to say
Em
But don't know shit
about where I was made
G
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
D
Just to make it past where I am from
Verse 3
G
No money, no family
Em
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Bm
G
Bm
No money, no family
D
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
G
No money, no family
Em
G
D
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Verse 4
G
D
I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
G
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
Em
G
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
Verse 5
G
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
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 four 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 be inconsiderate
But the Industry took my innocence
Too late, now I'm in this bitch!
Verse 6
G
Em
You don't know the half
Bm
D
This shit get real
G
Valley girls giving blowjobs for
Em
Louboutins
Bm
What you call that?
D
Head over heels
G
No
Verse 7
money, no family
Em
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
Bm
No money, no family
D
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
G
No money, no family
Em
Bm
D
Sixteen in the middle of Miami
G
I've been
Verse 8
up all night,
D
G
Bm
tryna get that rich
G
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
Em
G
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Now get this work
Working on my shit
Verse 9
G
Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Ain't been easy
Em
But cheers to Peezy for the
Bm
weeks we lived out of duffle
D
Bags is all we had
G
Do anything for my Mama, I love you
Em
One day I'll pay you back
for the sacrifice
Bm
That ya managed to muscle
D
Sixteen, you sent me
G
through customs so
Em
Bm
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
D
Turn First at the light that's
in front me
G
'Cause every night I'mma
Em
do it like it's my last
Bm
This dream is all that I need
D
'Cause its all that I ever had
G
Now get this work
Verse 10
Em
Bm
D
Now get this work
G
Em
Now get this work
Bm
Now get this work
D
Working on my shit
G
Em
Now get this work
Bm
D
Now get this work
G
Em
Now get this work
Bm
Now get this work
D
Working on my shit
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