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Daily Duppy

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  2. Look, I got the heart of a spartan
  3. Nine on the strong I be a martyr
  4. Welcome to the saga, shit gets pearl harbour
  5. Drive off a new merc
  6. Riding down an open road, nights I was cold alone
  7. Kitties stay piping
  8. Man a straight python its a lonely road, shots fired
  9. Don't let the holy ghost hold me close
  10. Did I tell you about this cat, I was kipping in his flat
  11. The other day I heard he overdosed
  12. Its sad still, its got me tripping like a bad pill
  13. I don't give a fuck about my ends G, its that real
  14. Smoke 'till I'm comatosed, eyes looking tokyo
  15. Feeling like a rolling stone, [?]With a O of snow
  16. I'm tryna go from lotes to notes
  17. Shit's all cray cah they recalled K
  18. Ah man I gotta blow some smoke
  19. These fuckers are your friend, but he probably a snake when the price right
  20. Pound signs in his eye sight
  21. Living on the edge, I was billing heads when you was pissing on your bed
  22. Crank chilling on the steps where they pipe white
  23. 90's baby, noughties raised me, jail house changed me
  24. And if you trapping and you napping G this ain't sleep
  25. RIP JV spirit like a white russian, let me light suttin'
  26. You ain't built like that, you can die fronting
  27. And that's fucked cause a don about his bread will have to sit behind a door cause he put one in your head
  28. Man this life's fuckery, once you get stuck in, ain't no tail trucking
  29. I know rider man, stuck up on the block like spiderman
  30. Slap you in your mullet, gloves full of smudges
  31. Lies for the jury, smiles for the judges
  32. Hate for the jakes instilled from a youngen, my mindframe corrupted, paper I just lust it
  33. Cause I be on some real shit they can never understand
  34. My Dad left early G I had to be the man
  35. Fuck a exam, I was on my block pushing grams
  36. Sitting in my cell, head up in my hands
  37. Praying that I bust case, paper in my plans
  38. Kept a little spinage G, my spinner never jammed
  39. A shooting had armed feds licking off my nans
  40. So if I ever lick a hundred, I'll give 50 to my nan
  41. Fam I know my mum knows, I'm addicted to them roads
  42. Trap house, two weeks sleeping in my clothes
  43. Nothing like champagne, raves and bezzies, I was more like cocaine fiends and jezzies
  44. I was 18 years old before I saw my first 20
  45. Youth worker used to tell me I be dead before 20
  46. I can tell you about jail, mad years that I done
  47. And I can tell you 'bout my block, I been on it from young
  48. And I can tell you what happened when that tré ting spun
  49. But loose lips sink ships, and I ain't that dumb
  50. I don't play them games, tell a fed I rather be dead before I say them names
  51. Fam I been about it, talk about bare food cos I been around it
  52. Never bummy but I'm scummy G, I used to burgle houses
  53. Then some OGs were consigning me them ounces
  54. Wet man round me had me feeling like I'm drowning
  55. Fam we really went there with the Browning, and we and next man really went there with the dotty
  56. *Pause* Nicked me for a what, I'm a G on my block, go and ask somebody

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