Work chords by Iggy Azalea

G   Em              Bm D G
Walk a mile in these Louboutins
        Em                 Bm D G G9
But they don't wear these shits where I'm from
G          G9      G    B4  D  G G9
I'm not hating, I'm just telling you
  G                   G9    G     B4  D
I'm tryna let you know what the fuck that I've been through

[Verse 1]

        G     G9   G
Two feet in the red dirt, school skirt
      G9     G
Sugar cane, back lanes
B4               D
Three jobs, took years to save
But I got a ticket on that plane
G      G9   G
People got a lot to say
          G9        G
But don't know shit about where I was made
    B4
Or how many floors that I had to scrub
    D
Just to make it past where I am from

[Chorus]

G     G9 G
No money, no family
 G9         G
16 in the middle of Miami
B4           D
No money, no family
16 in the middle of Miami
G     G9 G
No money, no family
 G9         G
16 in the middle of Miami
16 in the middle of Miami...

[Hook]

G

I've been up all night, tryna get that rich
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
Now get this work (x4)
Working on my shit

[Verse 2]

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
Rose 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 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 bitch!


G     G9    G
You don't know the half
G9      G   B4 D
This shit get real
          G    G9    G
Valley girls giving blowjobs for Louboutins
G9      G   B4
What you call that?
        D
Head over heels

[Chorus/Hook]

[Verse 3]
G
Pledge allegiance to the struggle
Em
Ain't been easy
                   Bm
But cheers to Peezy for the 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                   G
Sixteen, you sent me through customs so
       Em          Bm
All aboard my spaceship to Mercury
         D             G
Turn First at the light that's in front me
              Em
Cause every night I'mma do it like it's my last
      Bm
This dream is all that I need
       D
Cause its all that I ever had

[Endding x2]
            G Em Bm D
Now get this work (x4)
Working on my shit...