No Receipt, Still Clean

No receipt, still clean
I wore it like it owed me
No receipt, still clean

Kola market, Friday heat
Kola market, Friday heat
Brown paper under my feet
Black jacket on the mirror hook
I checked the shoulder, checked the look
Bus dust settled on my sleeve
Still had somewhere to be
Girl by the fruit stand said, "You're sharp"
I left that mirror with a mark

No receipt, still clean
Loose pocket, folded green
If you like the way I wear it
That's the label you have seen
No receipt, still clean
No receipt, still clean

DJ called me over by the gate
Two compliments before eight
Then my finger found the lining split
Tiny burn where the old tag sat
I laughed, pulled the cuff back down
Kept my shoulders, kept my crown
Paid the driver, counted change
Saw myself pass in the windowpane

Still clean, still clean
I made the jacket mean
Still clean, still clean
That look came from me

No kick, no bass, just the pocket in my hand
Empty where the paper should have told me who I am
Market mirror, bus glass, both gave the same reply
Wear the thing with your whole chest—let the label pass you by

No receipt, still clean
Loose pocket, folded green
If you like the way I wear it
That's the label you have seen
No receipt, still clean
Small tear, big sheen
I didn't buy the confidence
I brought it to the scene

No receipt.
Still clean.