Daily Duppy

[Intro: Tinchy Stryder]

9th cloud

Daily Duppy right now

[Verse: Tinchy Stryder]

Lemme zone, let me try catch this

Pull my snapback down, recap this

Feed me hate, that's part of my tactics

Watch them thirsty dogs try cat this

Matchfit practice, I've been training for matches

Like that's a counter attack, that's ahead, but back this

Won't take a leaf out your book: it's dry, cactus

Daily Duppy

Weekly, monthly, yearly Duppy again

Duppy bags and bodies, you pay me the bags I'll bod' these tracks

Body Glasto Pyramid Stage, body Eskimo Wiley's rave

Body moist just sloppy, I bet it gets rude [?] your loss, sorry

Don't get carried away, swept by a wave and carried away

Go with the hard, not the head, cuh you might get headtopped, carried away

Up in your face I be [?] the way

Deep in the sea, you stayin' in the lake

Shark in a rumble, you're a little turtle

Bars on bars, I be shellin' the way

Take shots, [?], never get saved, yeah

You've got a song but they never get played

Even Shazam doesn't know your name

Stay in that corner, you own that space

Hold up wait, I said hold up, wait, can you really hold up that weight?

Good here, [?] surviving, mate

10 years plus, no sell by dates

Gettin' a little bit awkward and that

We're not family, don't call me that

Sickest bars, we're known to react

16, lock off the whole of your back

Grime 1 lines, I pattern

Settings right, pattern

I'm black star in the hood capping

Maschino jeans with patterns, yo

Call your girl cause she's active

I know more than 5 who tapped it

We're the kids who cause moshpits, if that's big in the game, we're massive

Next bitch, next shit, respected, you best exit

Crossed out, X it

Don't watch me, watch Netflix

Used to save up for studio time, then I saved up and made the studio mine

Window shopping at Oxford Circus, now I got my own clothing line

Play my songs 'til you're bored of 'em

On that boredom line, you're borderline

In fact your song, no they never play that

Wouldn't ever hear, so I can't get bored of 'em

It's in my heart, in my soul

Can't walk in my creps, check my sole

Under the heats [?]

[?] cuh my papers fold

But there's nothing like back home

Nothing like own in your own home

I don't do this on my Jack Jones

Shout outs to Jack, backbone

The team's strong, it's all live

Cloud 9, so high

It smells nice, we stay high

To the top, unknown heights

I can't forget where I came from, though

No, I never came from dough

Raised in Ghana, raised in Bow

Straight from the motherland, land of gold

Not as simple as ABC

Let me pray for them, may he see

This, that, the 3rd and XYZ

Drilling hard, like we're crushing weed

That generation made me, now it's back to that

Take the mic and pass it back, we're calling it back to back

That generation raised me, facts

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