Daily Duppy

Yo, I'm a dangerous dude

Mummy said don't play with food

But I don't listen, corn up his mango

Different, I'm splittin' my favourite fruit

My favourite top got stained with juice

Bro got some on his stainless too

Doctors tryna sustain his wounds

A mum better pray that he makes it through

Plugged In didn't get crazy views

But I bought new smoke on the day I got paid by Fumez

Been in the streets, I've paid my dues

Check the receipts, I came with proof

Paid seventy-two and the Day-Date's new

Face on the Roley's baby blue

She shaved her cooch, then sent me Snaps

But I can't save them nudes

Real men don't kiss and tell

I know them boys don't wish me well

Flipped that coin and clipped his tail

Then slapped his head with a jingle bell

We ain't hitting no kids or girls

That drill don't count, that's mission failed

'Member the days I was pissed in jail

Waiting on mail in a single cell

Had to cover my flap and bring out the mash when the night check's done

Got yutes tryna ask what side I'm from

I don't really like no one

Gotta watch my back, my sides and front

My heart's gone cold like ice

I'm still tryna slide

Bro's tryna ride along

I ain't gotta get a green light, it's on

Look, he thought he was on till we turnt him off

We let the burner pop, big corn gonna serve him up

We really don't use words a lot

It's their block that we circle on

One thing that I'm certain of

When the job gets done, you won't know whose work it was

One-sided story, they're changing the version up

I think everyone's heard enough

Like, we just wanna earn the guap

But got beef in between like a burger bun

I got a 36 for about 31

I paid it all upfront, and I ain't ever jerked the plug

How you think that I built the trust?

Now I clean up all the dirty stuff

How you still bruck and you're 30 plus?

That can never be us

**** know that we're certi, bruv

Life's too short, live for today what I got taught

Filling my brain with the wildest thoughts

If I can't go on a bike, I'll walk

Tryna leave blocks outlined with chalk

Got caught by the swine and pork

Didn't wear no suit and tie in court

Just put on a tracksuit

Back to the wing in my slides and shorts

Life's too short, live for today what I got taught

Filling my brain with the wildest thoughts

If I can't go on a bike, I'll walk

Tryna leave blocks outlined with chalk

Got caught by the swine and pork

Didn't wear no suit and tie in court

Just put on a tracksuit

Back to the wing in my slides and shorts

Think twice and then think straight

Can't afford to make a mistake

The feds are tryna invade

All I do is risk-take, brick-break and get paid

I really come up on the estate

On my specialize

'Member them days

When I would pedal four miles to hit a score shot

Now in three days I get my rent paid

Them **** still sitting on a dead wage

Not me, I'm in a different head space

They tell me that my head's big

I guess I'm just a blessed kid

My life's been a movie, you should see me on the best bits

Really antisocial, I ain't forcing any friendships

If the agenda is to get rich, then, after, you can get lost

Go away, F off

Cut loose ends off

People love to talk and make the Trident and the feds watch

And they probably question what I done to get this wrist-watch

Music is my income, baddies in my inbox

Everybody preeing when the whip stops

Don't stare for too long and get me pissed off

I'm ready for the drama if it kicks off

I ain't drunk, I'm fully switched on

I'm serving **** six shots

But I just came to chill

I don't wanna do a drill and burn the spill

I just left with a baddie from Brazil

I got her naked in the crib, but she ain't taking off her heels

Roll with me, she ain't paying for the bill

I just walk in Louis V and tell 'em, "Take it to the till"

And by the time I'm off license, I'ma make a couple mill

Got a brick of top-shelf and a brick and suttin else

By the time I bring it back, I bet my worker knows the deal

Tell the labels I ain't bothered if it ain't the right numbers

I ain't gonna sign nuttin, all I do is fly onions

I ain't got shit to prove, not to him or to you

Cah everybody knows that I am coming