The Dirt

Back in the days they used to call me a criminal Running from the police hanging with the homies Got in my way getting high of the chemicals I was only 16 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're gonna end up in a cell just like your father Ooh lord knows I've tried so hard Ooh lord know I've come so far Ooh-oh each time I touch the stars Some things always brings me back to earth And I'm back digging in the dirt And I'm back digging 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 make me some money oh Come up with a scheme now a dirty or a clean now yeah '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've got a son and in a month you'll have a daughter Ooh lord knows I've tried so hard Ooh lord know I've come so far Ooh-oh each time I touch the stars Some things always brings me back to earth And I'm back digging in the dirt And I'm back digging in the dirt