Daily Duppy, Pt. 1 (feat. grm daily)

I remember the days I was out with the cats

Weren't born for the trap but I done that

French

I remember the days I was out with the cats

Weren't born for the trap but I done that stuff

Nowadays I be out with a part and a fade, yeah, the gyallie think I'm large and buff

I guess life can get hard and tough

But you gotta break through cah the hardest does

I was out on the main, cold nights in the rain, with some fiends and that fairy dust

All them fiends with the fairytales, I don't care, stop lying 'bout the way it started

It's a shame what you are, but you came to the car for the crack, not chat, and then parted

I got engaged with a gun and a cartridge, shit blasted, I got away from the-

Like why the fuck did I pass it?

Should've glassed him and got away from the target

Now I got this one ting all on my line

Shit, I feel quite busy, had to bell her back later

All that mad shit I did for my paper, I was out on the grind with some militant majors

All them rats on the street, yeah, I hate them, I couldn't rate them, they some menacing traitors

I get money off streams anyway, I don't care about the days I was doing up labour

Connais toutes les belles señoritas, viens Constantine, on fume toute la weed

Ou sinon j'ai une bella latina, elle s'appelle Christina, elle fume toute la reefa

I don't care about the money anymore

Till my Mummy's in a Porsche, connais bella la vida

I don't care about these fame-looking whores, only came up to the door when I'm up, not your average

Mes frères la famille, mes frères la mafiosa

Elle veut fuck avec la team

Be chasing my dream to money like Sosa

Tony Montana, yeah

J'espère qu'tu nous connaissais

J'ai un gun dans la main pour te pardonner

J'espère qu'tu nous connaissais

J'ai un gun dans la main pour te pardonner

Mes frères la famille, mes frères la mafiosa

Elle veut fuck avec la team

Be chasing my dream to money like Sosa

Tony Montana, yeah

J'espère qu'tu nous connaissais

J'ai un gun dans la main pour te pardonner

J'espère qu'tu nous connaissais

J'ai un gun dans la main pour te pardonner

I was raised with the travellers, raised with the boys that didn't care about toys, they just care about guns

Got something in that Transit van wrapped in plastic bags, me and Paddy had the whole dance spun

I'm tryna do it for my bro and my mum, anyone that try touch them you're gonna get-

I'm tryna do it for my bro and my mum, anyone that try touch them you're gonna get

I've got a baddie in the back of a ride, we don't do it for the live, I don't do that bluff

I'll be swerving in a ride, dead or alive, the money that we make from intruding stuff

Baby girl ,we don't do like the usual does

Back out the big-

Like them Kurdish cuz

Had a pint in the pub with my boy like "Bruv, ever think they thought it's us?"

I've got Irish blood and some serious Irish brothers

I don't care what you think, put a scar to your face with my drink, boy, that's on my Mother's

Lovers, lovers, these boys just some cap rap lovers

Used to move crack with some local others

Now I've got more tracks for them album covers

This last time last year me and bro were in cuffs

Cah we shut down pubs and we shut down bars

Said I've got little cunts all in my life, had a brawl with a knife, but we stood like guards

You can't tell me 'bout hoods in cars, cooks no books, goods in bras

You can't tell me 'bout hoods in cars, cooks no books, goods in bras

Mes frères la famille, mes frères la mafiosa

Elle veut fuck avec la team

Be chasing my dream to money like Sosa

Tony Montana, yeah

J'espère qu'tu nous connaissais

J'ai un gun dans la main pour te pardonner

J'espère qu'tu nous connaissais

J'ai un gun dans la main pour te pardonner

Mes frères la famille, mes frères la mafiosa

Elle veut fuck avec la team

Be chasing my dream to money like Sosa

Tony Montana, yeah

J'espère qu'tu nous connaissais

J'ai un gun dans la main pour te pardonner

J'espère qu'tu nous connaissais

J'ai un gun dans la main pour te pardonner