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m24 - daily duppy [freestyle flow] lyrics

[verse: m24]
trinz

(uh)
i had to let her go
she for everyone
i made a hundred plus, i wasn’t even 21
provide for everyone, i wasn’t even 21
and i don’t trust a soul, i’ll rinse this sh+t on anyone
n+ggas changed when i watered up like evian
they can’t deny the fact
me my n+ggas get it done (uh)
couldn’t get the two
so we had to get the one
now they retired off the pitch like michael essien

i don’t show no love, that sh+t will get me k!lled
they put rip up in the can, he’s really in the field (uh uh)
i can feel the energy, the love is fake
that’s why you only see me places where the love is real
on the back of billy’s dirtbike, feeling like i’m meek
‘member when they told me that my future’s bleak
woke up in a mansion, i feel like i’m ross
i’m a boss and my rollie, it don’t tiktok

i put diamonds on her
she put p+ssy on me
sorry, i didn’t mean to but she put it on me
i ain’t hiding, why they keep saying they’re looking for me?
and when i fly, i make my pa go and book it for me
i’m from a dirty place
i’m from the dirty south
when n+ggas [?] to get the drop, i’ll come and take you down
all that money talk, you’re broke
like n+gga shut your mouth
they always try and ride my wave and then they start to drown
i told my story
and made history
i tried to get my uncle’s homie down, he’s p+ssed with me
i said ‘was gonna phone her back and now she’s p+ssed with me
they still cancel their food
when they see us up in tickle me
all these chains around my neck, i feel like mr t
all these trips around the globe, i feel like mr bean
told her let me be
and then she set me free
they say the rap ting’s treat me well, i think it’s meant to be

now i’m sitting ’round a table wid some millionares
millionare dreams, i can see it clear
they told me that they got me but they didn’t care
when sh+t hit the fan, i watched them disappear
brodi left the ends and started shipping packs
landing fifty at a time, man that sh+t is rare
how much rooms up in my crib, i got three to spare
when that n+gga got chopped up, it wasn’t fair

[verse 2: m24]
you are now listening to young chencs

i smoke on these blunts, that hide all the pain
still in the gaza, vybz kartel
i’m a top boy like dushane
me and my man, we ain’t the same
they don’t know how far i’ve come
they don’t know how much i’ve done
most of that love weren’t real and i realise
they was only ’round for the fun
i don’t trust no one on one, anywhere i go i’m bringing my gun
it’s a war outside and its bl++dy
i feel empty
i can’t rest ’til suttin gets done
tick man off of the list, it’s pending
get back season, smoke for the opps
i ain’t gonna rap ’bout the dead no more
i just leave that sh+t to the thots
this week, i bought two new handy’s
i don’t wanna buy no dots
i should be in studio, but i’m really outside tryna pattern my block

make sure everyting governed
somebody tell me different
rest up all of the bros that i lost
and free all the guys in prison
ride to that stretch
only real ones ride to the end
wipe my tears, and get the ball rolling
i made sure i repped my bro to the end
i smoke on these blunts, that hide all the pain
still in the gaza, vybz kartel
i’m a top boy like dushane
me and my man, we ain’t the same
opps wanna take me out of the game
the feds tryna take me out of the game
she ain’t ever had rich s+x
so we had s+x all night in my chains
step back and observe, then you realise everyone’s strange
true say, i’m the drippiest n+gga
everybody’s saying i’ve changed
of course i’ve changed, i ain’t the same
it’s f+ck all the snakes and fakes
i bought me a brand new+ (uh)
and then i got a brand new chain
my neighbors look at me strange
probation look at me strange
i bopped to the shop, and my ap on
watch bossman look at me strange
my own people look at me strange
it could be the paranoia
i don’t know if it’s real or fake
could be the liquor, could be the cali

bare b+tch boys feeling entitled
bare snitch n+ggas getting accepted
really had to start my ting from scratch
and get rid of germs like a antiseptic
everyone’s gang when it’s good times
but where they all go when it’s hectic?
everyone’s there for a party
but where they all go when it’s time for the steppings?

- m24 lyrics

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