Daily Duppy (Explicit)

Daily Duppy (Explicit) - Fredo/GRM Daily

Lyrics by：Marvin Bailey/Charley Mason/Samraj Singh Heer

Composed by：Marvin Bailey/Charley Mason/Samraj Singh Heer

Mason

Picture this

Little Fred out there really hittin' licks

By 15 he's locked in jail but no one didn't visit him

It's cool though

'Cause most of his friends were still in school though

But he thought a knife and bike was really

Cooler than some school clothes

Chasin' money young

Yeah my teachers and my school knows

I was livin' with my OG's

Used to tell their mum my school's closed

Picture this

N***as slippin' on their blocks for Insta pics

We pull up with the smoke

Let it blow and now your picture's ripped

Me and mine was broke with hopes of coke fixing it

I was broke 'til I got coke and put mix in it

She knows I'm risky risking it got my wrist in whisking it

I'm either mashin' works on little

Pricks or I'm assisting it

Slice a n***a's chest and watch it ooze like

There's a cyst in it

I get 300 thousand an album and a

Insta pic

Been seeing man grinding for some years just for the pinky drip

N***as had their eye on it he

Lost it in the blink of it

Yo I don't even think when I come to think of it

Forget Titanic I got enough ice

On to sink the ship

B***hes wanna f**k me quick they

Don't even need to drink a bit

Rule number one don't drive no cars without no tints on it

I know why they hate and lie it's

Clear to see they're mad at me

I got so many hoes I need to donate some to charity

Fredo started rapping with a bust down and a real chain

Them man didn't even have no money 'til the deal came

You dropped 20 on your wrist you need a better freezer

That's the kinda money me and mine go bet on Fifa

Bruddas acting like it's beef but they look sorta dumb

They don't pull up 'round here I got more

Beef with my daughter's mum

My Rolex and gelato the same number

They're both 41

I been in the hood all day today

My n***as call me dumb

But if I stopped goin' then

I'm knowing the love

Will all be done

I don't wanna change or stay the

Same it is an awkward one

Picture that now all I got's

These pics I want my n***as back

Girls say they love me it isn't that

I steal their heart then give it back

I'm responsible for everything that's popping here

N***as ask for s**t don't wanna hear

What would you do if I wasn't here

Rest in peace my n***a muscle you made me drop a tear

Two rambos up in Harvey Nichols

No we don't shop in fear

And I don't blame them lame

Bruddas for watchin' what we do

'Cause if I was you lame bruddas I'd be copying me too

Mason

Why would I ever marry a h*e

So she can get bored take

Half of my pattern and go no

Crazy bro I was in jail hearing me on the radio

Didn't know if I would make it home

But life is what you make it though

Even though I'm seein'

This crazy money

I know they want the crazy

Freestyle they been waiting on me

My youngens sliding every night

Yeah they try daily duppy

Hundred 'round my neck and

I won't let no one take it from me

Straight in like that yeah

Ah let's go again

Made mistakes in my life and it needs a rewind

But then again when I check these the reasons I'm out here

When I was broke they couldn't see me them people was blind

Now I'm up everyone seems to be seein' me fine

Bad on my own they only move in a herd

Last time I checked p***y boy you was a nerd

Whistle on this new stick is how we move on the curb

Lil' prick we put the stick here on do not disturb

Men lie women lie but them numbers are real

So the opps must be lying 'cause their numbers are nil

You can't name one man that you done in the field

But you got hundreds of tracks spittin' nothin' but drill

Any time I'm spittin' they know it's nothin' but real

I'm so lit girls are always tryna come in some heels

But you look silly dressed up when you're just coming to chill

I'm tryna f**k you on the sofa then run up a mill

Little Troy got a twenty s**t is f**kin' for real

Anytime his mum ask I gotta cover them bills

Got skills in the pot whipped a 100ml's

N***as start to

Think my left

Wrist must've come from Brazil

I done brought a couple man in to the party

But they ain't here to party

You play then they're coming to drill

If n***as think that

I ain't gang no more and I'm a rapper

Come test me and you'll find out that

I'm one of them still

Two sticks in the whip no bamboo

Even Usain Bolt would lose

Track of all them hoes I ran through

You n***as doing loads

There's not much that I'd do for hoes

Most I bought a b***h was Hakkasan and a Uber home

I'm doin' festivals them man are

Doing tuna rolls

We're the teachers of the

Drip gotta tutor loads

Lost my dargie and I know that he ain't coming back

If you lose your jewels by

My dawgs we don't run it back

I swear it's hard to be a boss

I just lost muscle I feel like part of me is lost

If I could I swear I'd probably

Have an argument with God

I know you got your reasons

I'm in my feelings I don't understand

Dotz died before he even was a f**king man

My step dad caught an M there ain't no coming back

But before this I already was my brother's dad

That's how it goes when your people

Wanna f**k with crack

Then the feds wanna send my n***as to pen

When deep down we all know the real villains is them

Why start taking crack it just poisons estates

I thought that people gotta live with all the choices they made

We don't force them to call they been callin' for days

And you can lock me up cool they'll

Just be calling my mates

It's safe to say when shotters getting more than a rapist case

How can I abide by the law or

What the labour says

I feel them guys in suits got

All these laws tailor made

'Cause they might touch a

Kid but they won't never touch a razor blade

Where I'm from there's not one we had to make a way

Started with some fast food the T is like a takeaway

Straight from the block

We could go away for years

And no one here can't be taking the spot

Came from poverty so I bought a bust down watch

And a box before I ever thought about buying any property

I gotta give it honestly that's why my n***as honour me

Feds might as well make a Instagram how they follow me

My young n***as stab you up

You're dead probably

'Cause they're walking 'round

With machetes that's made for doner meat

Yo they're actin' the love is just cheap

And that's why that s**t there don't mean nothing to me

I'm getting six figures now just

To go jump on a beat

So this my last freestyle 'cause I do nothin' for free