[Verse 1] I’ve got cuts on my hands, boots full of fire A hundred dead miles, and I ain’t tired You wear your crown like a chain I wear my dirt like a name [Pre-Chorus] I don’t dress it up I don’t play it clean But I walk like a storm And I fight like a dream [Chorus – Hook] Got dirt in my soul And wind in my chest Ain’t clean, but I’m honest I’ll give you the rest Don’t need no gold Don’t need no control I’m running on rhythm And dirt in my soul [Drop – banjo loop + chopped vocals: “dirt… soul… run… fight… dream…”] [Verse 2] City lights don’t call my name I light fires, I don’t play games You got rules, I got dust And a map I’ll never trust
