Dirt - PFV

This is just that feeling when you gettin' out the dirt

I used to be nobody, now my name’s all on their shirts

I freestyled in the basement, now they pay me for a verse

Better days are comin' 'cause I put in all the work

Ay, flex so hard that they might trip

Lights just hit my right wrist

Shine so bright, ya’ll tight-lipped

No day job, work the night shift

Ay, and I know you’re lurkin'

Never make a move unless I know I’m certain

And I gotta get it 'til they close my curtain

But I’m never gonna be the one to blow my earnings, no, no

Talkin' but you never really 'bout it

Heatin' up, I’m working on an island

Saying that you really wanna doubt it

But you never do it public, you just talkin' it in private, yeah

I’m the bad guy, Billie Eilish

You the sad type I don’t vibe with

Ay, yeah, picture me perfect

Sit yourself down while I’m working

They say that I’ll never be perfect but they don’t know shit, they just saw

that I’m earning

Ay, stop all the searching

And fuck all your verdicts

Ya’ll can’t just judge me 'cause I’m not offended by anything said by a person

So miss me with baggage, I speak to the masses

I’m up on a flight and I’m landing a savage

They throwin' the money, the past and I catch it

My vision is clear like I got on my glasses

She gave me the pussy, eat through it, no acid

I’m tripping, vacation is feeling so lavish

I strike that shit up like a match

And my life is just better than what I imagined

This is just that feeling when you gettin' out the dirt

I used to be nobody, now my name’s all on their shirts

I freestyled in the basement, now they pay me for a verse

Better days are comin' 'cause I put in all the work

Came up out the dirt, came up out the mud

This is something I can’t fake, this is what I love

Used to pop pills, drank liquor, now music is my drug

And now I do what I wanna do, and I do it just because

Had to get it, had no other option

So you know I had to get it poppin'

Picture perfect once I got to croppin'

All the people that was tryin' to stop it

Free my dawg Wes, locked up

Me and Matt, you can’t stop us

I got twenty shows out in Europe eatin' pasta with the lobster

This shit been gettin' too easy

Gettin' bored, I do it in my sleep

Doing what I gotta when I gotta

Before you’re bored, laying six feet

First they call me the Uber Driver

Then they say I’m the McDonald’s rapper

I ain’t trippin' what you fuckin' call me

Money is what I been gettin' after

Big facts, big facts, hah

Big stacks, big stacks, ay

What I eat doesn’t make you shit, relax, relax

Three stacks, three stacks

I been feeling like Andre

Now I’m whippin' in the Beamer, bruh

Used to whip in that Honda

This is just that feeling when you gettin' out the dirt

I used to be nobody, now my name’s all on their shirts

I freestyled in the basement, now they pay me for a verse

Better days are comin' 'cause I put in all the work

This is just that feeling when you gettin' out the dirt

I used to be nobody, now my name’s all on their shirts

I freestyled in the basement, now they pay me for a verse

Better days are comin' 'cause I put in all the work

Work so hard for the bankroll

I don’t got time for a fake hoe

Try to run up on me, that’s a K-O

Two shots, leave you in a black hole

Safe to say, ya’ll should quit

Makin' payments legit

Only reason that I really talk about the money is I came from nothin', you bitch

Yeah, suddenly all ya’ll rap

Throw away as if you in the trash

Roof off, pop no cap

My worst my

Ya’ll just talk to the twelfth

I plead fifth like Sax

Ya’ll need help with yourselves

My shit sell like crack

But I don’t be braggin' for nothing

I do it for passion, I do it for love

I’m a little aggressive and over the top

But it’s only because I just keep it a hunnid'

My Nike’s are clean and the rubber is burnin'

From runnin' the game and I’m totally swervin'

A bottle of wine in my veins when I’m curvin'

The head of my, it’s a person, I know that

Save it with a Kodak

Ya’ll so down, need Prozac

My spy, ya’ll can’t hold that

Ya’ll weak, so last, not throwback

Shit, I get the bag and flip it from rags to riches to trash, it’s tumblin'

I’m on the Add', whippin' the Jag, all of my passers humblin'

This is just that feeling when you gettin' out the dirt

I used to be nobody, now my name’s all on their shirts

I freestyled in the basement, now they pay me for a verse

Better days are comin' 'cause I put in all the work

This is just that feeling when you gettin' out the dirt

I used to be nobody, now my name’s all on their shirts

I freestyled in the basement, now they pay me for a verse

Better days are comin' 'cause I put in all the work