Verse My mama told me when I was young I was as good as, as everyone Inside my heart I, I carried her word Like a treasure until I heard (You gotta work, work) And then she told me being a girl It isn’t pretty, lipstick and curls Inside my heart I took what she said But still these voices inside my head Saying “You gotta work harder than them all You gotta be much smarter than (smarter than) And when you find, find something that you want You gotta work hard, harder than, harder than them all” Outro