Daily Duppy

[Intro] Sneakbo Grime Daily, Daily Duppy Dun kno, Brixton Yeah, free all my dons, Maggie, Mad H, yeah Listen, yo My name's Sneakbo, I'm on my way to the top I ain't rich, still living on the block I'm motivated, won't stop 'til I buss I'm on my own, all my friends got locked Round here so sad when a mumzy cried Little boy goes school, he don't wan' do crime For every other mother another black boy dies And the police ain't tryna stop crime When a young boy dies, that's another in jail I hate when I see another black kid fail I'm angry with the devil in my face Saying 'Walk with your gun if you wan' stay safe' See I ain't really a bad guy I just got myself caught in the gang life Bricky Boy gas, gang's on a mad hype A-Town but raised on the Summerside And yeah the police took away my friends And everybody wan' kill Sneaks in the ends I can't back down, stay close to the 10 Any pagan that I see affi rasclart dead I'm eighteen, been about on the roads 'Cause mummy was broke and daddy was ghost It's real talk, I just wan' get dough Then make mummy push that Bimmer like woah I make all the mandem come off the roads And I make all the gyaldem whine down low They back it up, back it up, show, show I get girls like my name's Sneakbo She says I'm always on the road and I'm never at home I never show love cah my heart's gone cold Bitch listen up, I chase money not hoes So gyal maintain or I've gotta let go See I be gone couple weeks Come back, fam I've got a couple bags in my jeans We hit West, cop a bag of LV Then we're cruising the town in a white TT Black shades in the whip with the high grade She's looking hot, I've gotta holla like 'Hi babes' And she be fiending my wave Got the number like 'Stacey 078' See my phonebook's calm fam, I've got grown women The drop-top's what my black ting's whipping My white ting cooks rice with the chicken My lightie's working hard in the kitchen How ya mean? How ya mean? How ya mean? Top five in the South now, that's just me It's Sneakbo, original Sneaky G-A-S, I still ride for my team I came up, no help from an older But still look at robbery as an older Littles and Twigs showed me how to ride out I'm always in Brix, I never hide out So help me Real talk, God watch me 'Cause all my enemies still wan' drop me I bust case but the feds wan' lock me I'm so paro, can't trust nobody That's why you see me only fucking with coupes Them kids all wearing belts, real niggas that shoot For Little, [?] Pete, Joe plus Dank My BB brothers like Adz and that Click clack, Mad H, Maggie B Lipper, Dan, Gora, Young Sneaks I've missed Shades from the very first week It's all fucked Shades, R.I.P [Outro] Sneakbo I'm on my way to the top Grime Daily, Daily Duppy Dun kno Nuttin