Old Dirty Lyrics
[Intro]
Are you taping it?
All types of shit
Yo let that shit ride
Turn up the microphone
[Verse 1]
Old dirty sneakers
Worn out blue jeans
With the same old tee
Still the same old me
Yeah, I woke up with the same old dream
I like to stay lowkey while I play those beats
Still so braggadocious
With the styles I be showing off
Still so awkward
Try to talk and I'll just throw you off
Skills over sales
If you still unaware
No more lil
Just some bills that's as big as my bread
And everybody got to love the cheese when it spreads
Putting deeds over dеbt
For when you leave what is lеft
Knee-deep in the game
Three-peat when I step
In the arena
With a shield and a tec
Gladiator mode
Aviator flows
Decapitate the faction heads, eradicate the foes
Gravitate to girls who can navigate the pole
I'm a pro at talking shit, that's vocabulary goals
Feet on fire but the path is very cold
Trying to average my scores but your math is really wrong
Inhale Mary, to a Makaveli song
I ain't drinking till I'm sipping on Dom Perignon
[Verse 2]
Champagne wishes, swimming on riches
This shit is ridiculous
Get it from the email
Sell it on the retail
Devil's in the detail, the myth is meticulous
In the garden of earthly delights
Hell breaks loose like the panel on the right
Wi-fi waves, when the wifey hit the wire
As the child gets influenced by the channel on his sight
Had to hurry back home so I ran up all the lights
Switching lanes cause these lames can't handle their device, yeah
Why you trying to hand me your advice?
You used to laugh every time I tried to stand up with a mic
Abandon all the spite
Now you hate on the fact that I do it like Mike
Tyson or Jackson or Jordan or Myers
Got to run the play when the needs getting dire
Diabolic decisions full of desires
All that shit gon' get you caught up in the maya
When you're chasing a lie as you climb
Getting close to the top
But the peak getting higher