Dirty Chucks
I don't normally say shit before I go on
But we've been all around the country in the dirty chucks nigga, uh.
Tell a friend, tell a ho, tell your wife nigga
Took the nation by storm with a live performance
Cleanest nigga can't believe the kicks this nigga perform in
Yo, what's on my feet is not important, look what I've been sportin'
$40 for a pair, man, fuck the Jordans
Dirty chucks that made enough to pay the mortgage at your momma's house
Dirty sluts they wanna fuck 'cause all the things I rhyme about
I slip 'em off in the hotel and then she finding out
The bed is kinda tall, if she small then she gon' be climbin' out
Chasin' down a dream is where it started, I ran through 20 pairs the dearly departed
Shit's retarded, I got holes in em'
Man I did about 30 shows in em'
Blow hit em', rain and snow I hit the road and flowed in em'
No gimmicks, no image, I'm just a hard worker
Bars perfect, looking at my momma like it's all worth it
I've struggled and I've hustled quite enough
I got a lot of kicks but, I don't give a fuck
I'm in my dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
I don't give a fuck I'm in my dirty chucks
Dirty Chucks
Dirty Chucks
I don't give a fuck I'm in my dirty chucks
I kissed a girl that I would eventually marry
Walked the grass at the cemetery
Where my grandma was buried
And carried my little brother to the bathroom to throw up
Hardest reminiscing got me thinking man you know what
I've grown up, I showed up, I've showed out and I changed
I got tore up, I got no love, went from no bus to that van
No brand in that chain, no place and no name
No support, no co-signs, my own time with no lame
And it seems stereotypical, you couldn't walk a mile in 'em
Looking in her eyes, in her deathbed, make her smile with 'em
Then hit the stage the next day and fucking wild in 'em
Took care of my fam, hit the grocery store, every aisle in 'em
I still style in 'em, not I got the leather pair
Accompanied by some expensive shit your ass will never wear
Shaking hands with fans and ignoring fam, it was never there
I take 'em off and throw 'em in the crowd, you better get prepared
Dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
I don't give a fuck I'm in my dirty chucks
Dirty Chucks
Dirty Chucks
I don't give a fuck I'm in my dirty chucks
But we've been all around the country in the dirty chucks nigga, uh.
Tell a friend, tell a ho, tell your wife nigga
Took the nation by storm with a live performance
Cleanest nigga can't believe the kicks this nigga perform in
Yo, what's on my feet is not important, look what I've been sportin'
$40 for a pair, man, fuck the Jordans
Dirty chucks that made enough to pay the mortgage at your momma's house
Dirty sluts they wanna fuck 'cause all the things I rhyme about
I slip 'em off in the hotel and then she finding out
The bed is kinda tall, if she small then she gon' be climbin' out
Chasin' down a dream is where it started, I ran through 20 pairs the dearly departed
Shit's retarded, I got holes in em'
Man I did about 30 shows in em'
Blow hit em', rain and snow I hit the road and flowed in em'
No gimmicks, no image, I'm just a hard worker
Bars perfect, looking at my momma like it's all worth it
I've struggled and I've hustled quite enough
I got a lot of kicks but, I don't give a fuck
I'm in my dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
I don't give a fuck I'm in my dirty chucks
Dirty Chucks
Dirty Chucks
I don't give a fuck I'm in my dirty chucks
I kissed a girl that I would eventually marry
Walked the grass at the cemetery
Where my grandma was buried
And carried my little brother to the bathroom to throw up
Hardest reminiscing got me thinking man you know what
I've grown up, I showed up, I've showed out and I changed
I got tore up, I got no love, went from no bus to that van
No brand in that chain, no place and no name
No support, no co-signs, my own time with no lame
And it seems stereotypical, you couldn't walk a mile in 'em
Looking in her eyes, in her deathbed, make her smile with 'em
Then hit the stage the next day and fucking wild in 'em
Took care of my fam, hit the grocery store, every aisle in 'em
I still style in 'em, not I got the leather pair
Accompanied by some expensive shit your ass will never wear
Shaking hands with fans and ignoring fam, it was never there
I take 'em off and throw 'em in the crowd, you better get prepared
Dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
Dirty chucks
I don't give a fuck I'm in my dirty chucks
Dirty Chucks
Dirty Chucks
I don't give a fuck I'm in my dirty chucks
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Writer(s): Zachary Beck, Paul Judge
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