Dirt Uncut Video (MV)

Yeah... Yeah... Uh!
I really come up from dirt! (Uh!)
Straight from the heart of the earth (Uh!)
Had me no rarri to skurrt (Uh!)
I ain't rockin' no designer shirts (nah!)
Keep it a buck I crawled from the mudd
Dodged a few slugs (Yeah, yeah!)
Buildin' these chips
Stackin' em up I ain't spendin' on nothin'
Bitch are you dumb?
I really come up from dirt! (Uh!)
Straight from the heart of the earth (Uh!)
Had me no rarri to skurrt (Uh!)
I ain't rockin' no designer shirts (nah!)
Keep it a buck I crawled from the mudd
Dodged a few slugs (Yeah, yeah!)
Buildin' these chips
Stackin' em up I ain't spendin' on nothin'
Bitch are you dumb?
I done seen a couple dark places
Feens smokin' in them staircases
Niggas shot over funk fakin'
Bitches creepin' while you money makin'
Dont pull that grip if you pump fakin'
Say it's all love in yo' eyes hatred
Stay fly and my style basic
Why you waitin' for them validation
Pop me a pill to escape the matrix
Y'all stuck in stasis
I hate the fake shit
I ain't here for playin'
Bass bangin' till we break the basement
Tunnel vision cus I'm chasin' greatness
Save ya breath and what the f*ck you sayin'
Leave the mic blazin' like Satan laid it
Get them bombs ready up at flexes station (Uh! Uh!)
I really come up from dirt! (Uh!)
Straight from the heart of the earth (Uh!)
Had me no rarri to skurrt (Uh!)
I ain't rockin' no designer shirts (nah!)
Keep it a buck I crawled from the mudd
Dodged a few slugs (Yeah, yeah!)
Buildin' these chips
Stackin' em up I ain't spendin' on nothin'
Bitch are you dumb?
I really come up from dirt! (Uh!)
Straight from the heart of the earth (Uh!)
Had me no rarri to skurrt (Uh!)
I ain't rockin' no designer shirts (Nah!)
Keep it a buck I crawled from the mudd
Dodged a few slugs (Yeah, yeah!)
Buildin' these chips
Stackin' em up I ain't spendin' on nothin'
Bitch are you dumb?
QB Vernon
Weed we burnin'
Ven aqui
Baby don't be nervous
She be squirtin'
Fiji works n pussy purrin'
Talk that shit now!
Tell me whats ya purpose?
On the block pumpin' puttin' work in
On the stage spittin' thou I'm nervous
I
Put these niggas where the dirt is
All these bodies make the earth shift
Roll a gotti make my soul lift
No chrome grips
All black bitch witch a mean kick like Shawn Michaels
She off the bean rollin' like a bike do
Acid trips , seeing colors drip
Feelin' time skip
Gotta break this cycle
Eyes shut thou they wide
Don't believe in Tv lies
They designed to blind you
Imma different high
Wit' a different vibe
Walk the same streets seeing different skies
Know the hunger pains
So I really grind
Spill my soul out every time
I
Step in the booth
AR and you know I'm the truth
Killin' this shit since in my youth
I really come up from dirt! (Uh!)
Straight from the heart of the earth (Uh!)
Had me no rarri to skurrt (Uh!)
I ain't rockin' no designer shirts (nah!)
Keep it a buck I crawled from the mudd
Dodged a few slugs (Yeah, yeah!)
Buildin' these chips
Stackin' em up I ain't spendin' on nothin'
Bitch are you dumb?