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Dirty Vans Video (MV)




Performed By: Pat Knight
Length: 2:47
Written by: Patrick Knight




Pat Knight - Dirty Vans Lyrics




A game gotta maintain it
Grinding hard till I'm main staging
Find a bar and the man faded
Want the Audemar just to say I made it
I was loyal damn and they still traded
Feeling like Demar, now my guards up
Never trust a suit, cause they ain't us
I don't feel a thing, keep the pen tucked
When they ready, tell em that I'm ready
Bussin out the seams, coolin like a yeti
Only bout the fetti, say I'm going Rambo, my machete
Homie in the camo on the tele
Lambo, say I can't know it
Once I go and get it
Keep your hands closed
I know no limits, watch your damn tone
Getcho man hoe, we ain't ken folk
You ain't him bro, you ain't shit no
Thats all the kid ever been told
And thats cool

I don't stress
Imma walk the globe in dirty vans
They don't hit me back I understand
But, I don't need to flex up for the gram
Woah, kid is lit, and I'm in dirty vans

Gucci, Prada everybody want a dollar now huh?
Lil mama you could holler, took the body down
Don't do drama, whats the problem? We gon solve it now
Kid is pro, kid is lit
And I'm in dirty vans

Do this shit for the team
And never let a person get up inbetween it
Told em we gon eat, believe when they see it
It's easy to speak, its harder to be it
I'll need European
Yeah,
Big homie with me, he sippin, that muh f*cker leanin'
Aye, look, woah
Big body Benz, I ain't tripping, that muh f*cker need it
Aye
They say you good but then I go so Michael and beat it
Aye, beat it, aye, beat it, beat it, beat it.
Feeling so underrated, been legit when I spit it, I rarely claim it
Still I'm feeling my feelings been amputated
Underdog in this bitch and we chasing greatness
I got too much to gain to be sit and complaining
I move with a purpose, I try to maintain it
Ain't nobody perfect, we live and we learning
If they set a ceiling, I'll probably burn it
I'll burn it down
This for the dreamers and non believers
Pick a side of the fence, not a plot between it
I'm still writing the script but you gotta read it
When I'm finished I promise you all can see it

I don't stress
Imma walk the globe in dirty vans
They don't hit me back I understand
But, I don't need to flex up for the gram
Woah, kid is lit, and I'm in dirty vans

Gucci, Prada everybody want a dollar now huh?
Lil mama you could holler, took the body down
Don't do drama, whats the problem? We gon solve it now
Kid is pro, kid is lit
And I'm in dirty vans
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A game gotta maintain it
Grinding hard till I'm main staging
Find a bar and the man faded
Want the Audemar just to say I made it
I was loyal damn and they still traded
Feeling like Demar, now my guards up
Never trust a suit, cause they ain't us
I don't feel a thing, keep the pen tucked
When they ready, tell em that I'm ready
Bussin out the seams, coolin like a yeti
Only bout the fetti, say I'm going Rambo, my machete
Homie in the camo on the tele
Lambo, say I can't know it
Once I go and get it
Keep your hands closed
I know no limits, watch your damn tone
Getcho man hoe, we ain't ken folk
You ain't him bro, you ain't shit no
Thats all the kid ever been told
And thats cool

I don't stress
Imma walk the globe in dirty vans
They don't hit me back I understand
But, I don't need to flex up for the gram
Woah, kid is lit, and I'm in dirty vans

Gucci, Prada everybody want a dollar now huh?
Lil mama you could holler, took the body down
Don't do drama, whats the problem? We gon solve it now
Kid is pro, kid is lit
And I'm in dirty vans

Do this shit for the team
And never let a person get up inbetween it
Told em we gon eat, believe when they see it
It's easy to speak, its harder to be it
I'll need European
Yeah,
Big homie with me, he sippin, that muh f*cker leanin'
Aye, look, woah
Big body Benz, I ain't tripping, that muh f*cker need it
Aye
They say you good but then I go so Michael and beat it
Aye, beat it, aye, beat it, beat it, beat it.
Feeling so underrated, been legit when I spit it, I rarely claim it
Still I'm feeling my feelings been amputated
Underdog in this bitch and we chasing greatness
I got too much to gain to be sit and complaining
I move with a purpose, I try to maintain it
Ain't nobody perfect, we live and we learning
If they set a ceiling, I'll probably burn it
I'll burn it down
This for the dreamers and non believers
Pick a side of the fence, not a plot between it
I'm still writing the script but you gotta read it
When I'm finished I promise you all can see it

I don't stress
Imma walk the globe in dirty vans
They don't hit me back I understand
But, I don't need to flex up for the gram
Woah, kid is lit, and I'm in dirty vans

Gucci, Prada everybody want a dollar now huh?
Lil mama you could holler, took the body down
Don't do drama, whats the problem? We gon solve it now
Kid is pro, kid is lit
And I'm in dirty vans
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Writer: Patrick Knight
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