"Daily Duppy - Pt. 2" lyrics
M24 & GRM Daily Lyrics
I got a story to tell like Biggie, young nigga makin' all this P like Diddy
I still live the life of a thug like 2Pac, A Boogie, I'm the king of my city
They only come 'round when shit gets litty, where they all go when the fun stops?
Treat that block like the gun range 'cah all you're gonna hear is gunshots
Feds keep lockin' my shows, opps keep cuffin' my hoes
Landed in jail like Monopoly, didn't fold, rap life mixed with the roads (Rap life mixed with the roads)
Lock that down like Boris, why you think they stayed at home (Why you think?)
I really can't stand that yute (Uh), he's an ungrateful soul, envy 'cah they think I've blown (They're envious)
Little bro's do that bait on camera, they're still gonna make it back (Of course)
I spend all of this money like I ain't got sense, I know I'm gonna make it back (Of course)
Feds think I'm a menace, Dennis, I'm just a family guy like Griffin
(Uh-huh)
Don't get got for some words (Don't) 'cah them words that you said, can't take it back (Don't get got)
Baby (Uh), show me (Yeah) let me see what you're workin' with (Uh-huh)
Seventy quid on my neck right now and this AP costs about fifty drifts (Fifty rackers)
Let that (Uh) beat (Boom) and tell them, "It is what it is" (It is what it is)
My beef with her boyfriend, it is what it is
She still let me fuck, it is what it is
Only twenty-three and I live in the sticks, could've been on MTV Cribs (No cap)
Sport plus when I skrrt in an AMG, top gear, got me feelin' like Stig (Rrr)
They're pissed that I made it big and I ain't even made it big (I ain't even big yet)
They're pissed that I soon get rich and they can't even rise a quid (Not one)
Is it road or rap? I don't know, she fucked more than three of my gang, she a ho' (Uh-huh)
Only like my ones bad and unfriendly and if she ain't like that, leave me alone
Young nigga fly like a drone, they smell my cologne, leng one, I'm takin' her home (Uh-huh)
All of that heartrate weren't easy, (Uh-huh), it changed me, now my heart cold like a stone (Heart cold)
Hopping out my whip and I'm parked up
I still live the life of a thug like 2Pac, A Boogie, I'm the king of my city
They only come 'round when shit gets litty, where they all go when the fun stops?
Treat that block like the gun range 'cah all you're gonna hear is gunshots
Feds keep lockin' my shows, opps keep cuffin' my hoes
Landed in jail like Monopoly, didn't fold, rap life mixed with the roads (Rap life mixed with the roads)
Lock that down like Boris, why you think they stayed at home (Why you think?)
I really can't stand that yute (Uh), he's an ungrateful soul, envy 'cah they think I've blown (They're envious)
Little bro's do that bait on camera, they're still gonna make it back (Of course)
I spend all of this money like I ain't got sense, I know I'm gonna make it back (Of course)
Feds think I'm a menace, Dennis, I'm just a family guy like Griffin
(Uh-huh)
Don't get got for some words (Don't) 'cah them words that you said, can't take it back (Don't get got)
Baby (Uh), show me (Yeah) let me see what you're workin' with (Uh-huh)
Seventy quid on my neck right now and this AP costs about fifty drifts (Fifty rackers)
Let that (Uh) beat (Boom) and tell them, "It is what it is" (It is what it is)
My beef with her boyfriend, it is what it is
She still let me fuck, it is what it is
Only twenty-three and I live in the sticks, could've been on MTV Cribs (No cap)
Sport plus when I skrrt in an AMG, top gear, got me feelin' like Stig (Rrr)
They're pissed that I made it big and I ain't even made it big (I ain't even big yet)
They're pissed that I soon get rich and they can't even rise a quid (Not one)
Is it road or rap? I don't know, she fucked more than three of my gang, she a ho' (Uh-huh)
Only like my ones bad and unfriendly and if she ain't like that, leave me alone
Young nigga fly like a drone, they smell my cologne, leng one, I'm takin' her home (Uh-huh)
All of that heartrate weren't easy, (Uh-huh), it changed me, now my heart cold like a stone (Heart cold)
Hopping out my whip and I'm parked up
