Daily Duppy

Alright let’s get it
I’m that bloody guy that’s right I said it
And I’ve got good credit
I ain’t got no soul if I did have a soul I’ll probably sell it
I’ll snatch your soul rip it and shred it
Don’t copy edit
You catch my flow but you don’t get it
Cos Maybe your slow and pathetic
So we may aswell dead it
I ain’t got no time for the too-ing and frowing
Im too-ing and frowing but where am I going
I’m going all out not Dippin my toe in
I ain’t writing no speech I ain’t writing no poem
Gotta write my will
I wanna vibe and chill
I was sitting on tag had to ride still
Fight for my yutes pay all the bills
And it almost killed me how does it feel now I’m over the hill and these pricks don’t feel me
Tell me I’m guilty wicked and filthy
Put in the work nobody built me
I’ll rise from the dead
Slap myself then hang myself if I ever let one of you pussyoles kill me
I’m Best there is there was and ever will be
And I’m still me
Rich nigga I don’t wear no trilby
You could roll with a diamond tip and still you still couldn’t drill me
My bars are hard the deliveries silky
How many times did I let let milk me
How many times have I gotta keep telling these dozy pricks I ain’t feelings
Their in my DM’s all In their feelings
Am to PM what is the meaning
Crying and screaming
All on the twitter why you so bitter
Somebody get this dickhead a snicker
Somebody get this Nigga some liquor
Either he’s sick or he’s testing his ticker
Tell him I’m lit I’m too busy to bicker
Look how I’m bopping all skippy and chipper
Come like butter wouldn’t melt
Your not a nutter you’re a melt
Couldn’t give a fuck how you felt
Gucci buckle on my belt
I don’t cry I just play with the cards I’m dealt
And I’d rather par with myself
Slip past in the car all stealth
And we all know health is wealth
But I feel like wealth is health
I hope all my enemies die
You can Save that love thy enemy shit for somebody else
Hope everything bad in the world just happens to you and nobody else
That’s dread don’t mind what I said
No one’s dead I’m just pulling your leg
It’s all in your head
Maybe instead of just being a beg
We could just put it to bed
Shut up and show me the bread
I am not easily lead
But Blood is so easily shed
How many rappers gotta die this year
How many bullshit RIP’s and crocodile tears
Everyone want’s that gangster shits in the atmosphere
You can feel when a gangsters near
Oh dear oh dear
How did he kill that boy and keep his conscience clear
We’re all living constant fear
Cost of living Energy crisis petrol prices
How can I possibly pay for my vices
Gotta stay positive that’s my advice
I got a license to be advising
I’m just thriving I ain’t surviving
No compromising
Can’t be afraid to get your feet wet
Gotta just dive in
I could provide you with a good time
Or I could provide you with a good hiding
Look how they’re moving like Jo Biden
Like they forgot I’m that guy
Who kicked down the doors and let em inside
Fuck your top 3 fuck your top 5
I’m G O A T dead or alive
You know the vibes
You know the score
I’m so bored
Encore
We’ve bin here before
20 years deep
They’ll be 20 years more im sure