Daily Duppy (feat. GRM Daily)

Entered the bank of rappers, I seen Santan there They brang man chairs You would've thought man banged squares I'm old school, fuck 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 talеnt But let me break this down I'm a young thug, been a gunnеr, 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 niggas 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 fuck with a nigga, 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 Fuck 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 niggas 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 Niggas 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 Nigga, 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 niggas 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