Daily Duppy (feat. GRM Daily)

Senseii Think I'm losing my head, cah I ride with a gun Age 16, started riding for fun Shush got bored up, tryna slide on the slums Turn age 17, my bro's knifing his lungs Age 18, I was wetting on tag My big bros dem kept getting on man For Popcaan we are ova dweet 18, I thought life was over sweet Blickidy blick like 22Gz Make you drip in your drip when the .32 beats (ha) Slip on your strip, then we shoot indeed When we in Wood Green like the 243 (boom, boom) Yo, we got crocodile teeth like Skillibeng For many men like 50 Cent You know the gang pop corn in silencе Latex on, bally on with the skeng Yo likе Izzpot, I gotta tell them "Ahlie" Don got held up and got shelled in, ahlie Watch us come back like a frisbee Bro's faster, beg a man run swiftly Gangsters, watch a gang ambush like my anthem No, we ain't dishing out sweets on randoms (woo, woo) My bro's in the can with the Samsung Asking me "Where's all the bad tings?" (Ayy) Shot and I miss, had me throwing a tantrum (haha) Bro tell me use one eye like Plankton (close it) They're nine out of ten, yo, clamp him (bow) Keep it a secret like law of attraction (bow) Ayy, I run a man down and he's screaming "Ah" (ah) Like Bando, I been screaming "Yo" (yo) We ain't strippers, we don't dance with pole Ay, spin this right, let me glance this folk Bro's in front and I'm grabbing him back like "No Let me get that one bro" (what you doin'?) They got broski in the can like coke If I shh man down, will he drown or float? (Bando) If I shh man down, will his whole drip drown? (Ching) Shh man down 'til they hold it down (ayy) Ting on her clit, soaking, wow She told me "Baby, come and stroke it now" (dig it, dig it) She said "Go brazy, come and poke it now" (ayy, ayy) Bless the baby tryna own this crown (ayy) One got away, two got away Three was Wavey when he got thrown down (carni') Ebon made this Bigzy made a banger I could've went to Church Road like Nines still (you get it?) Instead I'm on the block, with the nine mill' (millimetre) I had six on the top, not five grills (bling) Bitches seem to talk more when they're in high heels (chatty, chat) I'm like Chris, like Tucker on a Friday (Chris) Let it get smokey, bitch I want it my way (always) Want my jeans 30, Dior in a size 8 (bills) I been like Deebo since I was 5'8" (I been) Tek tings, we don't run it back, we love rob people (haha) Like my nigga get the smoke, he love shot people (bap, bap) Make you feel it in the air like Beanie Sigel (trust me) Divide the cash into two, ain't no meady equal Screaming "Mulli" like Asco They say money's evil (mulli) Mummy I'm the man, I know mummy's peaceful (mummy) I see red like a bull, and my money legal Now the MP's want us to take a needle (black ting) I put petrol in my car, my other ride was diesel (other ting) I'm easy like E, I got my bird, no eagle (E) Leather gloves up in the car, told my nigga "Be cool" (be cool) Just get the car in motion and watch my nigga beat corn (bow, bow) He beat one, he beat two He beat after you (where you goin'?) And now we're over there in the afternoon (over there) Back then we was friends and now we're after goons (best friends) You are not my family like PA Salieu (ay, ay) Yo, the system's more than fucked (fuck) Caught a yute and bored him up (shh) Every time I'm stepping on the roads, I got my borer tucked Every time I'm fucking on these hoes, I'm getting bored as fuck These fans are only fucking with the gang until they're bored of us I heard my broski slapped it front of Jakes, that was more than luck (that's luck) Could've been an actor, shit, I could've been a baller cuz (ah) Unlimited slappings, but they talking like they done more of us 20 man running, fucking hell, there's only four of us I swear to God, this life is fucked (fuck) But they don't understand Every day's a challenge, I ain't talking about the running man (no) Yeah, they clapped it off We clapped it back but we ain't running, fam (no) Bro packed him off and dashed him off And now we're bunning man (no) And now we're bunning man with ciggy Needing more like come from Philly If you're drilly, then I'm drilly Told my bro "Stop being silly" (no) Told my hoe "Stop playing with me" Told my bro "Start praying with me" 'Cah life is short and we don't know when it's taken, killy (we don't) Heard I poked him, I poked him, yeah, well, that's true (that's true) Heard I took that day date in the night, well that's a fact too (that's true) Every day I'm getting stopped, I think 'cah I'm a black yute (why?) If you really want the lifestyle then you know you gotta stack too (no) Know I can't trust a hoe, just fuck a hoe and duck a hoe, that's normal (ah) Adrenaline, I'm getting him, I'm wetting him, that's thoughtful (ah) Swinging it, that's forceful Said he's on me, cool-cool He ain't scoring nothing, all I'm hearing is bare talk talk (nothing) (Ay) Couple murder cases, couple burner cases (brrr) Couple serve the pavements (bow) Separating dark and white, it weren't no racists (ay, ay) Couple turned to strangers, couple turned to paigons Couple weren't the bravest (woo) Way besides that, couple turned to fakers (ay) I swear I slapped off, there weren't no thinking about it (no cap) Hella residue, I'm telling you, I had to fling the outfit (dash it) Dash six up out it Like I was even clowning (brrr, bow) You ever seen a browning, not the one you jeeting out in (haha, big man) I know a lad that thinks he's bad when his G's around him (like, why?) I know a yat that got attached when she see a thousand (dutty bitch) I know a man that's in the can and I ain't even shout him I know it sounds fucked, I got him when they free him out it (haha) Ay, ay, ay SJ, Boogz, Clappz, Vell YK, CY, Rum, Bricka, Kash Free all the spartans, man Mangs, Zills, Juicy Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, run that back to me