[Verse 1]
From gutter I rise
I no fit go back
Mummy pray for me
But I still chase bag
Night full my eye
Street no dey relax
Small small work, big dream
I just want cash
One hand on hustle
One eye on trap
If dem ask who dey move
Na me bring stack
[Pre-Chorus]
No look my shoe
Look my step
I don dey bleed
Still no regret
Ọmọ, I no break
I bend and flex
Every thin day
Turn to checks
[Chorus]
Dirty bag, dirty bag
I dey run am, I dey run am
Dirty bag, dirty bag
Never broke again, I stun dem
Dirty bag, dirty bag
Mo n wa owó
Dirty bag, dirty bag
From street to the top, I go
[Verse 2]
Back when belle dey touch
I still find way
Dead broke nights
Turned to payday
Bad belle talk
I no hear that
If e no buy bread
I no need chat
Drugs for the mind
Street for the scars
I been too close
To the wrong-star past
Now my circle small
But my chest proud
Ọmọ náà woke up
And he stand loud
[Pre-Chorus]
No look my shoe
Look my step
I don dey bleed
Still no regret
Ọmọ, I no break
I bend and flex
Every thin day
Turn to checks
[Chorus]
Dirty bag, dirty bag
I dey run am, I dey run am
Dirty bag, dirty bag
Never broke again, I stun dem
Dirty bag, dirty bag
Mo n wa owó
Dirty bag, dirty bag
From street to the top, I go
[Outro]
I no beg for place
I go build my own
Dirty bag in my hand
And I bring it home