Daily Duppy

Part 1 [Intro] Uh-huh (No days off) Yo [Verse] Is it hiding or a hiatus? Fork and a knife, I had the pie waiting Got trust in my akhs, kinda like Jason Road ties, I know some low lives in high places I'm a Naij baby, Mum and Daddy migrated Now with the movers and the shakers, man are vibrating So they can't even diss like us if they tried hating You riding with the best man like Sanaa Lathan So many want a name, so many try make it So many did the patient ting until they died waiting The game will teach you how to spit and how to eye greatness But now this pupil gettin' bigger like I'm dilated Dreamin' 'bout a house out in Venice Show the same dream to all my ounce selling gennas Making dirty money for a pouch and Margielas On an outing for miles, I'm around filthy fellas But I'm more like the poet, safe to say I rap more True you don't know him, but maybe have his back more When we make mistakes, we lose our pages and our platform Still waiting for some news on Katie I can clap for Take it through the back door, put it in the four door Defend it like the back four, stash it in the floorboards Ex is sending texts like "I think that you should call more" She'll do anything just for the ring like she from Mordor But my time precious and my mind precious Add it up then minus it, but I'm digressing Kelly nearly had me rolling in some dilemmas Went to link her out South, outside her house was five breddas But why am I stressing? Destiny's child drowning in divine blessing Learnt from my lessons Hit the iMessage, "I'm outside of the crib" While these man out here are wylin' how they vibe to my shit [Outro] That's it You lot thought I was done? Run the next ting Part 2 [Intro] (No days off) Yo [Chorus] It's like every turning there's trouble and it's just a struggle, I know, I know But bro, do you know that I love you? And that's why I bug you to slow your roll Ain't checked you enough but you ain't pickin' up when I phone your phone I think the line's engaged, can't hear what you're saying, hello? Hello? [Verse] They say "No man is an island" but my mind feels like the Isle of Man But I step where I wanna, I got three legs like the island's flag You can't tell man about postcode and the popo got their eyes on man Keep thinking I'm on obbo, that's why I take long all the times you rang Still think 'bout the day man picked up the weight like exercise Ain't' no chest and tris, try Pyrex and cess and white I see them man are all eating, I'm tryna get P's in, I'm next in line Now she showing my breast and thighs, brodie, I'm trying my best, it's live I swear I told you 'bout that passa at that party last week, was a mazza Goosed when a few chatty youts got grab up, some any youts from out of the manor Said I'll catch man on the rebound, obviously I got mine when I leave out But that's enough about me now, holler that T, man, I heard 'bout your freestyle I know that you fuck with the deal but a man's kinda thrilled now you're doin' it solo Bro trust me, YOLO, make sure you send the video for the promo Wait, hold on bro, I'm in traffic and some pricks try cut me off in a Polo Two secs, don't put down the phone though (Shit, what you sayin' pussy? Get out the car, bruv) [Chorus] It's like every turning there's trouble and it's just a struggle, I know, I know But bro, do you know that I love you? And that's why I bug you to slow your roll Ain't checked you enough but you ain't pickin' up when I phone your phone I think the line's engaged, can't hear what you're saying, hello? Hello?