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Daily Duppy



Picture this, little Fred out there really hittin' licks
By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him
It's cool though, cause most of his friends were still in school though
But he thought a knife and bike was really cooler than some school clothes
Chasing money young, yeah my teachers and my school knows
I was living with my Og's used to tell my mum that school's closed
Picture this, niggas slippin' on their blocks for Insta pics
We pull up with the smoke, let it blow and now your pictures ripped
Me and mine was broke, we hopes of coke fixing it
I was broke, till I got coke and put mix in it
She knows I'm risky risking it, got my wrist in whisking it
I'm either mashing works on little pricks or I'm assisting it
Slice a nigga's chest and watch it ooze like there's a cyst in it
I get three hundred thousand an album and a Insta pic
Seeing some man grinding for years just for the pinky drip
Niggas had they eye on it, he lost it in the blink of it
Yo, I don't even think, when I come to think of it
Forget Titanic, I got enough ice on to sink the ship
Bitches wanna fuck me quick, they don't even need to drink a bit
Rule number one, don't drive no cars without no tints on it
I know why they hate and lie, it's clear to see they're mad at me
I got so many hoes, I need to donate some to charity
Fredo started rapping with a buss down and a real chain
Them man didn't even have no money 'til the deal came
You dropped twenty on your wrist, you need a better freezer
That's the kinda money me and mine go bet on Fifa
Bruddas acting like it's beef but they look sorta dumb
They don't pull up round here, I got more beef with my daughters mum
My Rolex and gelato, the same number they both 41
I been in the hood all day today, my niggas call me dumb
But if I stopped going, then I'm knowing the love will all be done
I don't wanna change or stay the same, it is an awkward one
Picture that, now all I got's these pics, I want my niggas back
Girls say they love me, it isn't that, I steal their heart then give it back
I'm responsible for everything that's popping here
Niggas ask for shit, don't wanna hear, what would you do if I wasn't here?
Rest in peace my nigga Muscle, you made me drop a tear
Two rambos up in Harvey Nichols, no, we don't shop in fear
And I don't blame them lame bruddas for watching what we do
'Cause if I was you lame bruddas I'd be copying me too
Why would I ever marry a hoe?
So she can get bored, take half of my pattern and go? No
Crazy bro, I was in jail, hearing me on the radio
Didn't know if I would make it home but life is what you make it though
Even though I'm seeing this crazy money I know they want the crazy freestyle, they been waiting on me
My youngens sliding every night, yeah, they try daily duppy
Hundred round my neck and I won't let no one take it from me

Made mistakes in my life and it needs a rewind
But then again when I check these the reasons I'm out here
When I was broke, they couldn't see me them people was blind
Now I'm up, everyone seems to be seeing me fine
Bad on my own, they only move in a herd
Last time I checked pussy boy, you was a nerd
Whistle on this new stick, is how we move on the curb
Lil prick we put the stick here on do not disturb
Men lie, women lie but them numbers are real
So the opps must be lying 'cause their numbers are nil
You can't name one man that you done in the field, but you got hundreds of tracks spittin' nuttin' but drill
Any time that I'm spittin' they know it's nuttin' but real
I'm so lit, girls are always tryna come in some heels but you look silly dressed up when you're just coming to chill
I'm tryna fuck you on the sofa then run up a mill
Little Troy got a twenty, shit is fuckin' for real
Anytime his Mum ask, I gotta cover them bills
Got skills in the pot, whipped a hundred ml's
Niggas start to think my left wrist must've come from Brazil
I done brought a couple man in to the party but they ain't here to party
You play, then they coming to drill
If niggas think that I ain't gang no more and I'm a rapper, come test me and you'll find out that I'm one of them still
Two sticks in the whip, no bamboo
Even Usain Bolt would lose track of all them hoes I ran through
You niggas doing loads, there's not much that I'd do for hoes
Most I bought a bitch was Hakkasan and a Uber home
I'm doing festivals them man are doing tuna rolls
We the teachers of the drip, gotta tutor loads
Lost my dargie and I know that he ain't coming back
If you lose your jewels by my dawgs we don't run it back
I swear it's hard to be a boss, I just lost Muscle, I feel like part of me is lost
If I could, I swear I'd probably have an argument with God, I know you got your reasons, I'm in my feelings, I don't understand
Dotz died before he even was a fucking man, my step dad caught an M, there ain't no coming back
But before this, I was already my Brother's Dad, that's how it goes when your people want to fuck with crack
Then the feds wanna send my niggas to pen, when deep down we all know the real villains is them
Why start taking crack? It just poisons estates. I thought that people got to live with all the choices they made
We don't force them to call, they been calling for days
And you can lock me up, cool, they'll just be calling my mates
It's safe to say, when shottas getting more than a rapist case, how can I abide by the law or what the labour says?
I feel them guys in suits got all these laws tailor made, 'cause they might touch a kid but they won't never touch a razor blade
Where I'm from, there's not one, we had to make a way
Started with some fast food, the T is like a takeaway
Straight from the block, we could go away for years and no one here can't be taking the spot
Came from poverty so I bought a buss down watch and a box before I ever thought about buying any property
I gotta give it honestly, that's why my niggas honour me
Feds might as well make a Instagram, how they follow me
My young niggas stab you up, you're dead, probably
'Cause they walking round with machetes that's made for doner meat
Yo, they actin', the love is just cheap and that's why that shit there don't mean nothing to me
I'm getting six figures now, just to go jump on a beat, so this my last freestyle 'cause I do nothing for free
Yo S, you finessed this one, you know

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