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The Dirt Lyrics - Artist : Benjamin Ingrosso
Back in the day they used to call me a criminal
Running from the police Hanging with the homies Gun in my waist - getting high off them chemicals I was only sixteen Kicked out on the streets My mama told me - if you wanna make it You better figure out your life before they take it Yeah My mama told me - you gotta get smarter Or you gonna end up in a cell just like your Father Ah uhh - Lord knows I try so hard Ah uhh - Lord knows I've come so far Ah uhh - each time I touch the stars Something always brings me back to earth And I'm back diggin in the dirt And I'm back diggin in the dirt I'm coming of age - and they call it a miracle I'm alive and breathing There's gotta be a reason, I'm still here So I pick up the pace - tryna my make me Some money yo Come up with a scheme now A Dirty or a clean now Cause my mama tells me - you better make it If not for yourself then you should do it for your lady Yeah my mama tells me - you gotta get smarter You got a son and in a month you'll have a daughter Ah uhh - Lord knows I try so hard Ah uhh - Lord knows I've come so far Ah uhh - each time I touch the stars Something always brings me back to earth And I'm back diggin in the dirt And I'm back diggin in the dirt |
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