Daily Duppy

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    (You are now listening to young chencs)
    Right, look
    Strip it back, huh
    My flow's unmatched
    I talk to myself on my own, I'm tapped
    Columbus, the way I took over the map
    Composure, women lose that around man
    My accountant's monthly fee's a grand
    They don't wanna see me and ybeeez expand
    I got a- got a strategic plan
    I'm a big man now, I gotta feed the fam
    Serious, now, it's not a joke
    Live yours not a gang, it's more like a cult
    Big boy ranges, rogue not vogue
    Wide g-wagen, I ride like the pope

    Girls stressed that they can't get a hold of me no more
    Grm nominations, I got four awards
    Ten-point lead, my team got the scoreboard
    Cench, he a warlord, only want more gore
    I don't know many that done it like man
    Mdma, same colour as man
    Bare blue ticks in my dm requests
    Got bare bad bs that I ain't holler back
    I fucked famous tings that I've wanked over
    I bust that nut into existence
    If I get a feelin' that you're fugazi
    I'm trustin' my gut and my instinct
    True colours show when they see a man blow, they switch
    What the fuck was I thinkin'?
    For the love of my siblings, man, I gotta double my income
    Better yet, triple it
    Wobble it, wiggle it, swallowin', dribblin'
    Jobless, ig modelin'
    I saw you commentin', squabblin', I don't do politics
    I heard your tape, it don't sound too promisin'
    Need me a crib same road as abramovich
    Undies right on my arse, I ain't panickin'

    Stand up tall for my rights, I'm an activist
    Pen game come like. 45 caliber
    Stress, I'll manage it, strong mentality
    Almost fell off and lost my sanity
    'Course I'm plannin' it, causin' an anarchy
    Psycho, hang him and put 'em in a gallery
    I got label execs tryna sway me
    I'm tryna fuck on the a&r lady
    M's on the paper, can't persuade me
    I've got a blueprint similar to jay-z
    I'm matchin' the car with the rollie
    I've got the same pattern as pastor tobi (huh)
    R.I.P. marcus garvey, the babylon can't control me, nah
    Remainin' calm through the madness
    Flex and a man get jacked, no cactus

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    Mixtape dropped, but it's more like a chapter
    My shooter in the six is sort of like a raptor
    I don't know why you thought that you could hack this
    Send a man up to the north of the atlas
    I was manifestin' a kilo, I'm breakin' the law with the law of attraction
    These rappers never been paid, they get a lil' famous, spend all their bands
    They spend the whole fuckin' advance
    These rubbed out stars keep fuckin' their fans (huh)

    It's a bit different for me, if I had it my way, my bae wouldn't know me
    But no matter what country I'm in, the females there all know who I am
    My gang's not a play-play ting, it's a serious type of organization
    We need the type of wealth that'll stay in the world for a few generations
    They doin' whatever just to go viral, some internet sensation rappers
    Big men on the net just bitchin', I swear that they're agin' backwards
    I just got the pendant full of baguettes, I feel like frank when he put on the mink
    They plottin', I'm not surprised, I've been broke too, I know how they think
    You inherited dough, we inherited debt, so I gotta catch up, I'm behind on the rent

    What you know about takin' risks?
    'Cause I lost five bags and declined an m
    A lot of man came and went
    I might do the same, get out of here sooner
    Fake my death like 2pac, move out the fam to a crib in Cuba
    They wanna see a man go out like biggie, but I ain't ready to die
    They sayin' that time is money, I got some money, ain't got any time
    Don't be a fuckin' fool and put your family's life in jeopardy
    They ain't makin' it out of the hood, it ain't hard to find my enemies, huh
    I gotta watch what I say these days, it's long now, I'm a celebrity
    I don't wanna chit-chat, if it ain't 'bout money, please don't message me
    My ting clear, uh

    Look in my rear, and I don't see a single soul
    Should've seen what we did with snow, had London like we was in north pole, uh
    Done with these insta hoes, uh, tryna get the kid exposed, uh
    Didn't wanna link me though, and the bag wasn't there, and the whip was old
    Cench, I got a distinctive flow, uh
    Tour life out of the country, truth be told, I ain't missin' home
    Told the kids to stay in school, they ain't hearin that, they just hit the roads
    Pavin' the way for the mandem, I come back down to uplift my bros
    'Fore I leave my guys, I'll slit my throat, nah
    Can't mix pleasure with business, but this A and R lady's fire
    Gotta keep this one quiet, gotta deny it, she might get fired
    As long as your pussy's tight, I don't care who you fucked on prior
    Chasin' bags, not bitches, which is the reason that my eyes look tired
    We get paid to go to the club, the fuck?
    You think that we're there for fun?

    You know that you're in for some serious head when she puts her hair in a bun
    I can't look at them man the same, I've seen them lie and swear on their mums
    Go to the hood and show some love, just spent 3k on air force 1s
    Me and wadz were sharin' clothes, new j's just dropped, got two pairs each
    Two-bed flat, and it's just for me, got a room for bro whenever he needs
    What you mean, breathe, breathe? Don't tell me to breathe
    Bae, be yourself with me, what you mean it's only me?
    Don't sell me a dream

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