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