Clout (Daily Duppy, Pt. 2)

I'm from the heart of the East end

I swim with the sharks in the deep end

I'm in the bando right now playin' Russian Roulette with my freedom

I fell in love with the feelin' of bussin' my gun

And revengin' the mugs that I beef with

I fell in love with the feelin' of makin' this money

And seein' my loved ones all eatin'

The feelings amazing, I can't believe that I made it

I shed blood, sweat and tears on these pavements

Just to put smiles on my children's faces

I didn't rap then but I still felt famous

'Cause anywhere I went, man knew who I was

The Albo's and Africans knew who I was

The Asians, the Mali's, the Irish, the Yardie's

The Chinese and Bengali's, they all knew who I was

That's nothin' but facts, I've been the plug for these packs

Way before Fumez The Engineer, the city was plugged in with man

The city was plugged in with me, I had the hood flooded with weed

I was doin' like hundred a week

My competition couldn't compete with me and my prices

They would've had to sell weed for free

I killed it, made a killin' and I give it to my children

Not entitled to a room in my buildin'

Unless you were there with me helpin' me build it

Life throws L's at me but I still win

I iced out the man that I chill with

And do good things for my people like your favourite rapper does

The only difference is I don't film it

'Cause they do anything for clout

And it's killin' my people

'Cause they do anything for clout

And it's killin' my people

'Cause they do anything for clout

And it's killin' my people

'Cause they do anything for clout

And it's killin' my people

And it's killin' my people