"Daily Duppy (Part Two)" lyrics
I don't wanna lose my life for a fake ID or a fake aesthetic
Paranoid dream I'm chasing, it's kinda weird how we feel magnetic
I got abundance of worries that stay on my mind
And it's worse when they tell me "Forget it"
How could I forget it when they got my number
And offer me shit when they bell it?
Half six in the morning
I'm sat on the speaker with bangers from '02
You've gone over, who do you owe to?
Service problems, brudda you're O2
Stayed off road like I was supposed to
Made more bread than the bruddas on road do
Went shops to clear up my head space
You went shops, no choice, you were told to
Our numbers are different, I'm playing Sudoku
Made 'Look at the Clouds' and 'Sofu'
Michelin star, you're cold food
Made song of the summer, the uni apartments sniffing their coke to
Then I went rave in Notts, I'm hearing my own tune
Two step and I'm social
Bora skirt but it's short at the back, G
Eye contact, get drawn to the panty
Fuck's sake man, shoulda ordered a maxi
Now I'm too horny, order a taxi
Me and her acting a whore in the backseat
Man shoulda bought me a draw to relax me
Actually thoughts and the trauma attacked me
I'll grab me a voddy and cranberry
My wallet been putting on weight, it's in need of a diet
The money I'm making from being myself so I can't even tell you to try it
I'm looking a million bucks, a million bucks couldn't buy it
Could put on my lyrics in libraries
And it's not just cause you man should be quiet
I kinda grew up in the sticks, I deffo grew up in the flowers
And I owe a lot to my bitch, it's her that's been putting in hours
And she give me top in the whip, she driving, I tell her to 'low it
One minute away from the crib, I don't wanna spoil my outfit
My aura's sexy, blind bitch saying I'm pretty
City don't sleep, that's bullshit, me I don't sleep in the city
Up late thinking 'bout hitting the charts, don't mean hitting a griddy
Next day taking my woman to dance, top keeps spilling her titty
I don't wanna lose my life for a fake ID or a fake aesthetic
Paranoid dream I'm chasing, it's kinda weird how we feel magnetic
I got abundance of worries that stay on my mind
And it's worse when they tell me "Forget it"
How could I forget it when they got my number
And offer me shit when they bell it?
I don't wanna lose my life for a fake ID or a fake aesthetic
Paranoid dream I'm chasing, it's kinda weird how we feel magnetic
I got abundance of worries that stay on my mind
And it's worse when they tell me "Forget it"
How could I forget it when they got my number
And offer me shit when they bell it?
Paranoid dream I'm chasing, it's kinda weird how we feel magnetic
I got abundance of worries that stay on my mind
And it's worse when they tell me "Forget it"
How could I forget it when they got my number
And offer me shit when they bell it?
Half six in the morning
I'm sat on the speaker with bangers from '02
You've gone over, who do you owe to?
Service problems, brudda you're O2
Stayed off road like I was supposed to
Made more bread than the bruddas on road do
Went shops to clear up my head space
You went shops, no choice, you were told to
Our numbers are different, I'm playing Sudoku
Made 'Look at the Clouds' and 'Sofu'
Michelin star, you're cold food
Made song of the summer, the uni apartments sniffing their coke to
Then I went rave in Notts, I'm hearing my own tune
Two step and I'm social
Bora skirt but it's short at the back, G
Eye contact, get drawn to the panty
Fuck's sake man, shoulda ordered a maxi
Now I'm too horny, order a taxi
Me and her acting a whore in the backseat
Man shoulda bought me a draw to relax me
Actually thoughts and the trauma attacked me
I'll grab me a voddy and cranberry
My wallet been putting on weight, it's in need of a diet
The money I'm making from being myself so I can't even tell you to try it
I'm looking a million bucks, a million bucks couldn't buy it
Could put on my lyrics in libraries
And it's not just cause you man should be quiet
I kinda grew up in the sticks, I deffo grew up in the flowers
And I owe a lot to my bitch, it's her that's been putting in hours
And she give me top in the whip, she driving, I tell her to 'low it
One minute away from the crib, I don't wanna spoil my outfit
My aura's sexy, blind bitch saying I'm pretty
City don't sleep, that's bullshit, me I don't sleep in the city
Up late thinking 'bout hitting the charts, don't mean hitting a griddy
Next day taking my woman to dance, top keeps spilling her titty
I don't wanna lose my life for a fake ID or a fake aesthetic
Paranoid dream I'm chasing, it's kinda weird how we feel magnetic
I got abundance of worries that stay on my mind
And it's worse when they tell me "Forget it"
How could I forget it when they got my number
And offer me shit when they bell it?
I don't wanna lose my life for a fake ID or a fake aesthetic
Paranoid dream I'm chasing, it's kinda weird how we feel magnetic
I got abundance of worries that stay on my mind
And it's worse when they tell me "Forget it"
How could I forget it when they got my number
And offer me shit when they bell it?
