Daily Duppy

Strip it back You are now listening to Young Chencs Aight, look, my flow's unmatched I talk to myself on my own, I'm tapped Columbus, the way I took over the map Composure, women lose that around man My accountant's monthly fee's a grand They don't wanna see me and Ybeeez expand I got a strategic plan I'm a big man now, I gotta feed the fam Serious, nah, it's not a joke Live Yours not a gang, it's more like a cult Big boy Ranges, Vogue, not Evoque White G-Wagon, I ride like the pope Girls stressed that they can't get a hold of me no more GRM nomination, I got four awards Ten-point lead, my team got the scoreboard Cench, he a warlord, only want more gore I don't know many that done it like man MDMA, same colour as man Bare blue ticks in my DM requests Got bare bad B's that I ain't hollered back I've fucked famous tings that I've wanked over I bust that nut into existence If I get a feeling that you're fugazi I'm trustin' my gut and my instinct True colours show when they see a man blow They switch, what the fuck was I thinkin'? For the love of my siblings Man, I gotta double my income Better yet, triple it Wobble it, wiggle it, swallowing, dribbling Jobless, IG modelling, I saw you commenting Squabbling, I don't do politics I heard your tape, it don't sound too promising Need me a crib same road as Abramovich Undies right on my arse, I ain't panicking Stand up tall for my rights, I'm an activist Pen game come like .45 calibre Stress, I'll manage it, strong mentality Almost fell off and lost my sanity Course I'm planning it, causing an anarchy Psycho, hanging him, put him in a gallery I got label execs tryna sway me I'm tryna fuck on the A&R lady M's on the paper, can't persuade me I got a blueprint similar to JAY-Z I'm matchin' the car with the Rollie I got the same pattern as Pastor Tobi (huh) R.I.P. Marcus Garvey, the Babylon can't control me, nah Remaining calm through the madness Flex, then a man get jacked, no cactus Mixtape dropped but it's more like a chapter My shooter in the six is sort of like a Raptor I don't know why you thought that you could hack this Send a man up to the north of the atlas I was manifesting a kilo I'm breaking the law with the law of attraction And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube These rappers never been paid They get a lil' famous, spend all their bands They spend the whole fuckin' advance These rubbed out stars keep fuckin' their fans (huh) It's a bit different for me If I had it my way, my bae wouldn't know me But no matter what country I'm in The females there all know who I am My gang's not a play-play ting It's a serious type of organisation We need the type of wealth That'll stay in the world for a few generations They're doing whatever just to go viral Some internet sensation rappers Big men on the 'net just bitchin' I swear that they're aging backwards I just got the pendant full of baguettes I feel like Frank when he put on the mink They're plottin', I'm not surprised I've been broke too, I know how they think You inherited dough, we inherited debt So I gotta catch up, I'm behind on the rent What you know about takin' risks? Kept my last five bags and declined an M A lot of man came and went I might do the same, get out of here sooner Fake my death like 2Pac Move out the fam to a crib in Cuba They wanna see a man go out like Biggie But I ain't ready to die They're saying that time is money I got some money, ain't got any time Don't be a fuckin' fool And put your family's life in jeopardy They ain't makin' it out of the hood It ain't hard to find my enemies (huh) I gotta watch what I say these days It's long now I'm a celebrity I don't wanna chit-chat If it ain't about money, please don't message me My ting clear, uh Look in my rear and I don't see a single soul Should've seen what we did with snow Had London like we was in North Pole, uh Done with these Insta hoes, uh Tryna get the kid exposed, uh Didn't wanna link me though When the bag weren't there and the whip was old Cench, I got a distinctive flow, uh Tour life, out of the country Truth be told, I ain't missin' home Told the kids to stay in school They ain't hearing that, they just hit the roads Paving the way for the mandem I come back down to uplift my bro's 'Fore I leave my guys, I'll slit my throat Nah, can't mix pleasure with business But this A&R lady's fire Gotta keep this one quiet Gotta deny it, she might get fired As long as your pussy's tight I don't care who you fucked on prior Chasing bags, not bitches Which is the reason that my eyes look tired We get paid to go to the club, the fuck? You think that we're there for fun? You know that you're in for some serious head When she puts her hair in a bun I can't look at them man the same I've seen them lie and swear on their mum Go to the hood and show some love Just spent 3K on AirForce Ones Me and Wadz were sharing clothes New J's just dropped, got two pairs each Two bed flat and it's just for me Got a room for bro whenever he needs What d'you mean, "Breathe, breathe"? Don't tell me to breathe Bae, be yourself with me What d'you mean it's only me? Don't sell me a dream