Dirty

Tip toe
No creep

Knock off
The doors
No jeep

We pull
The chords
No strings

Jumped
Off the porch
No screens

Only had
Bars
No bells
To ring

Came out
That sewer
D.I.R.T.Y

Down from
Bottom
Where it's
Hard to breathe

Didn't have
Cars
But we still
Hit the streets

They call me
A weirdo
Think
I like weird hoes
Wrapped
His body
Smoked him
Call it a gyro

Niggas act
Fake when
I step
Hit the euro
Stacking
Dineros
Need some
More pesos

Robert De Niro
Put him
In a barrel
And give
Him a fare well
They laughing
Will Farewell

I'm not
That type
But they
Need them
A hero

Must've
Forgot
That I can't
Save a hoe

That bitch
Couldn't
Stack she
Just wanted
Some dough
So I packed
Up stashed
And I headed
To Moe's

You'd think
I'm selling
Crack
The way
I beat
The bowl

Couldn't step
On a crack
For momma
Keep the code

Break my
Own fucking
Back

Just
Knew it
Couldn't
Fold

I can
Never
Go back
To the days
I was
Broke

Tip toe
No creep

Knock off
The doors
No jeep

We pull
The chords
No strings

Jumped
Off the porch
No screens

Only had
Bars
No bells
To ring

Came out
That sewer
D.I.R.T.Y

Down from
Bottom
Where it's
Hard to breathe

Didn't have
Cars
But we still
Hit the streets

Keep my
Head on
A swivel
Almost
Shot a
Nigga

Pull up
Off-the-dribble
It's quick
When I
Hit him

If I let
This
Shit go
Nobody
Forget him

I'm shooting
I'm hitting
Like Damian
Lillard

Been
Stacking
This money
Money up
Became
A pillar

If you try
And take
From me
Turn to a
Killer

Been
Moving
Professionally
For these
Benjis

If it ain't
About
Money
Then
That
Ain't my
Business

You
Must
Be a
Dummy

If you
Think
I'm into
That

Not
Everyday
You catch
Me on the
Internet

Catching
Plays
Waaay
Bigger then
A stimulus
Check

They call
Me the
Plug the
Cause I
Got the
Connects

I can't
Tell you
On what
But know
What you
Can get



Credits
Writer(s): Darien Wade
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