Daily Duppy

Don't take it personal, it's just business

Fumez on the beat

This rap game smoke and mirrors, really got smoke and dinners

Trap game, no beginners, hella man broke and finished

Hunt shots, used to hug the block through the coldest winters

I was blowing triggers, now I'm blowing figures

Girls blowing kisses while I'm blowing Skittles

I'm so official, might blow the whistle

This a hustler story, pain, struggle, glory

You been hating on me but my main plug adore me

Feel my style, been broke but it's been a while

See that woman turn cat like Selina Kyle

Wrist like the River Nile, we're coming like Kissing Styles

On the real, I need a mil' that I can give my child

The hood's foul, need a big house with a swimming pool

Fourteen, I was in court, should've been in school

Taking risks, getting paper quick like Ace and Mitch

On my shakin' shit uptown, steak and chips

Fuck a basic bitch, I'm in the latest whips

I ain't chilling 'round the rats, I seen your statement, snitch

I was really 'round the flats about to make it rich

Nothing doesn't faze the kid, years we had to wait for this

My brothers are the realest in the city, got a bag of killers with me

Once I'm done with this Patek, I'ma grab a Richard Mille

Now the stack is getting silly, that's RM 11 talk

I don't need to stress a whore, I'd seen it all by 24

No money in my shoebox, broke like you was

Now I spend the bills on some new socks

I need millions I can't count with my hands

Buildings, houses and land, big business, figure how to expand

Ten toes to Benzos whizzing 'round

Encro's and extendos, clips sticking out

That's what I'm spitting 'bout, girls call me shallow

Birds from my elbow, my LV, them Alpo

I could never rate a rat, my ex-chick saying "Take me back"

My next whip on the racing track

Secure, no security, Givenchy or Dior my tee

Girls don't get bored of me

Learnt to cook me a brick before I bought a Prezi

Now look at my wrist, it ain't ordinary

I'm more than ready, it's overdue

Your time's expired, it's over soon

Time going, my mind going

How many years can we do this shit? It's mind-blowing

All of your peers disappear but where my nine going?

I had my burner in my bag when Man United had Michael Owen

My young G's keep their nines on 'em

And these bricks come from Belgium like Night Golem

All these pricks that can't sell them, they try rob 'em

They're corrupted by jewelry just like Gollum

Listen, that ain't my problem, I hit her, that's your problem

I know people bringing dinners in in force bottoms

Cats got yay fever, I need more pollen

I got more scores on me than a sports column

I just hope my YG's love the hustle like me

I'm connected and I'm killing shit like 5G

In the kitchen with the fishes, they ain't Pisces

Got more fishes in the dishes than the high seas

And all of my plugs show me love, they wanna send me more

He said "Get rid of this shit and there'll be plenty more"

I said "Send a hundred bricks and I'll be ready for"

If I ever left my kid, I'd be forever poor

I was going through some shit when I was 24

I went ghost on my bitch like she was Demi Moore

Same time that I started drinking Henny raw

Used to tell myself I couldn't do this anymore

Fast forward '019, I'm in the UAE

Went to go and see Khabib at the UFC

It was six black back-to-back GMC's

With the real money team, not TMT

Got the hustle in my veins, hunger and the pain

Tryna run the blocks like Sully and Dushane, uh

I hit blocks for quick shots like cameos

Me and Pak like Dwight Yorke and Andy Cole