m24 & grm daily - daily duppy - pt. 1 lyrics
[verse: m24]
i wake up and thank the lord before i hit the curb (yes)
sh+t could’ve been worse, i could’ve got a bird (yes)
you ain’t ever got a bird and got straight to work (never)
i didn’t have a silver spoon, i had to make it work (facts)
mummy raised four kids and she still made it work
that’s why before i cop a house, she gotta get it first (facts)
i didn’t wanna listen, so i had to learn (facts)
the opps didn’t wanna listen, so they had to learn (facts)
baddie out from sweden, head, it was amazin’ (great)
groupie ho’ from london, she dead just like my paigons (they dead)
bust down on my wrist still, just to make a statement (uh)
all of this water, i ain’t feelin’ dehydrated (never)
it used to be a peugeot (uh), now i’m in a sp+ceship (uh)
he made a little fifty (uh), now he’s complacent (fool)
i get insulted when they’re tellin’ me i’m winnin’ (yeah)
‘cah i ain’t where i wanna be, this is the beginnin’ (it’s the start)
i ain’t even rich yet and n+ggas want a bring+in (how?)
h+lla label money, now he’s givin’ it the biggin’ (fool)
i been turnin’ down deals from when i was bruck (facts)
no negotiations if it ain’t a couple million (couple m)
yes, i’m ambitious (uh), my dargs dem are vicious (rrr)
i didn’t even try, now she’s callin’ me delicious (peng)
i’m on a money hunt (uh), you’re on a p+ssy hunt (yeah)
we are not the same, you just do it for the b+tches (no)
a lot of sh+t changed when i got my money up (yeah)
you know i’m lardy when we play money up (lardy)
double cup, fill it up (uh), opp block, drill it up (grrt)
feds tryna build a case ‘cah they see i’m comin’ up (f+ck them)
bro’s in my ear sayin’, “don’t f+ck it up” (yeah)
that’s why every beat i hit, man, i’m gonna f+ck it up (uh+huh)
get the bag and double up (uh), now these b+tches wanna f+ck (uh)
young bro let it off and made him skip, double dutch (baow)
catch me in my own lane doin’ ’bout a hundred
used to have a bangin’ line, now you’re made redundant (uh)
shout out my abtis that keep it one hundred
we ain’t lackin’ at a function, man clap ’em, no junction
no coin, but we pump them and dump them (uh)
i can’t lie, freaky gyal, man, i love them
no strings attached, she just wanna get it crackin’
catch me outside, but you won’t catch me lackin’ (never)
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