Daily Duppy

作词 : Meekz/aura/Sprout/KXVI

作曲 : Meekz/aura/Sprout/KXVI

Entered the bank of rappers, I seen Santan there

They brang man chairs

You would've thought man banged squares

I'm old school, **** the lift, we'll take the apple and pears

Ladders and stairs, I'm in the air

Hope these snakes ain't catchin' me there

Actually, yeah, who said that life even had to be fair?

I got it off B, I rap offbeat

I put K's in the bando, that's keys on keys

K's in the trap, that's blades and brown

Puttin' kitties and knives into basic pound

Let's see who really rap-rappin', Benny told me I got mad talent, but let me break this down

I'm a young thug, been a gunner, I ain't seen no future

My little baby drive me crazy when she Chris like Luda'

No Biggie, I'm packed

Go get my strap, picture that, Kodak

And I ain't have no plaits

I'm still bustin' on my old tracks, I need me a boat, lil' yacht

I remember times when **** wouldn't let me in

I push yay the same colour as Kim

And take me in, I'm Shotty, Shifty, and I'm Slim

I'm from Manny, no one pluggin' me in

I'm tryna be filthy rich, like, who's Mozzy?

I got this two-two on me, plus I move Bobby

Move from me, we do robberies, I'm a jacker

Prices on the whiskey went up when they locked Black up

Movin' like Mickey actin' like mice

When they locked Mike, all I did was chop white

Cut it with my lock knife and get it for a top price

One day, I need a fiancé

But more time, I'm on my J's like Beyoncé

And if you **** with a ****, keep me on play

So much attitude, I think I need a beat from Dre

I gotta grind everyday, could only be one way

I gotta do it for my city, but I'm reppin' the country

**** me or love me, I made an M alone, Bugzy

We in need, Pudsey

Everybody equal, Rashford the people

It was a big deal for me to make "Year of the Real"

'Cause if **** ain't my mate then I just can't be fake

And I got paid off white raps like ArrDee, Aitch

They tryna peel the waves

The only thing they can't steal is me or my name

I send shots for the game

'Cah I'm big in the game

E came and caused mayhem

I bill an L and get high in the AM

Kiss and don't tell, I ain't takin' no L

Oh, the gal a G 'ere, got me like, "Oh, ayy, sis"

All I do is mash P's, that's homemade chips

It's so basic

I'm so bias when it comes to this flow games shit

Headin' down a rocky road, I used to roll with stones

So if you phone this phone

That's drugs, violence, and rock and roll

Now it's time to heat it up like they forgot I'm cold

Gotta think about this life before you hop on road

Get back on Sundays, ain't happy on Mondays

Gunchester, bag of gun plays

Cocaine leave you with a numb face

Comin' at you like Cleopatra

Put respect on my city and Benedict Wong needs a BAFTA

**** really get shot, this ain't no KC Locke

And my style ain't free, they gotta pay me lots

That's why they wait for the drop

I treat rap like trap, in the meantime, I'm scrapin' the pot

The tape was ten-ten, I went and put flake on the top

The longer I took, the greater it got

Lippy for what? Like I don't lick shot

And I'm a big poet, even the chicks know it

I'll handle it

She wanna be my missus, told her, "Don't bank on it"

I put heats in the street like Tiffany Calver

New stick so pretty that I think that I found her

But my face in the browser

Now I'm out of town, you think I'm a Scouser

Play dirty like I'm fightin' with Bouncer

Find me in the trap, grimy on a rap

Put heat on any beat, ask B, will never cap

They stole my sound, I want it back

****, I'm the one like Donovan's back

Any beat can get it, I K any, I'm an all-star

These days, I can't tell if she a model or a pornstar

Hit 'em with the brilliance

Now my brand on worth millions

I hit the M with W, forever been a troubled yout

I had to shoutout you 'cah you from the other group

I put my life in my vids and take no credit

I stay close to the edit, I'm so Cole Bennett

And there's **** that I won't even shoot

Can't see my face, balaclava

Trigger in some body armour

Can't stop wars, I pop corn in lungs and kidney

Now the funds are silly, numbers pretty

Got me laughin' to the bank like Chunkz and Filly

I really came from a hunger city

This one for my Aussie gang

We down and under like we come from Sydney

Gathered my thoughts and I wrote 'em down

'Cah I'm so J.K. when I'm rollin' loud

The other day I should've been at Rolling Loud

Hey, Jude, I'm tryna beat less and get head, don't let me down

All I see is murder, got a master P

When I'm done with rap, I might go and do a maths degree

Actually, after this, don't even chat to me

Literally, need more than literacy to sit with me

I handle mine, my women bossy like Caroline

Everybody wanna chat like Chucky when they online

But I can see it in their eyes, they ain't on crime

I did a lick one time, I mean, two times

Maybe a few times, don't compare me to no new guys

I send your bitch Dubai just to buy 'cah I'm way too fly

Rather me than them poo guys

I seen a lot of shit a few times

I rocked the mask before a Pooh Shiest'

They say, "Greatness takes time," well you gotta D-I-E-E-Z-Y

Like, why Deezy gotta die?

I make it look easy when I write

Free me and my mind

I went from free dough and hittin' licks to doing ghetto gigs

Parklife, main stage and Dave had me at the BRITs

When nanny died, I said I love her to bits

Now everybody wanna rap like me and act like me

It's 'cause I'm back, my G