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skore beezy - daily duppy lyrics

they want a hook like i been fishing
i been in the trenches with a dream wishing
living in this dunya make dua cah it’s different
demons in your ear you know they’re wrong but then you listen
begging me leave the kitchen
begging me that i listen
telling me i’m distant
talent man your gifted
i ain’t with them other guys cah i don’t do that switching
bruddahs been my family like we in a christening
listen
man are dior head to toe still them man are stressing
treating all these hoes but all her cupboards look depressing
you need to teach your little dargs a little lesson
if you ain’t got ur mudda how the f+ck you got your bredrin
tell em this isn’t right
tell em this isn’t life
my mudda swear i got her that’s word to my f+cking life
burns me to see her cry
burns me to see these vermin i’m urging to make it right
praying for all repentance is burning me up inside
she told me stop the silliness believing all the hype
i landed in the cage and she wrote me my first kite
held it from birds eye
i shed a few tears cah it hurt me it’s no lie
stressing like listen son you grew up from the youngest
couldn’t hold the tears if i come view you in the dungeons
listen loud and clear shoulda never come to london
listen loud and clear you need to grow up from a youngin
turned into a trapper all she wanted was a doctor
how you think i turned my f+cking tuna into lobster
yeah i been slanging on the strizzy with the mobsters
i’m with deuce by arms like a monster
slanging off of two lycas
i used to do fivers
how u think i turned my dustys into new designers
free meech free capo free all the lifers
man are puppets they don’t ever read between the wires
ahh i’m kinda twisted read between the lines
i put my passion to the music feelings to the side
do this when i’m nice get some juice up in a 5
gloves and no trace on em do this on the ride
ahh i’m going hard ik they wasn’t ready
i told em i was dreaming of the raris and them bentleys
ahh ik they wasn’t ready
i told em i was dreaming of the raris and them bentleys
but my brother died i knew i had it waist deep
loyalty is everything that’s how a bruddas raised b
the same g
i will never let him change me
i was on that stuff before i rapped it never made me
back when i was waving dannas bally and a hammer on me
man was acting gassed more than just a madders on me
climbing up that ladder musics been a battle for me
now my names all on their lips just like a badders on me
a cold winter but i swear it’s getting ice cold
my bruddah kipper died i swear it’s getting f+cked on road
now i can’t even touch my bro
it runs deeper than my emotions and it touched my soul
i got the phone call swear i went and bruk my phone
emotions like touch and go
the emotions like touch and go
and the emotions like touch and go
table with some millionaires the room i wanna be in
festivals on festivals just like in caribbean
i’m up early like a brekky and a rosie lea
little n+gga what u know about a load a b
i thought i never meant this
tell them man i did the wing already call me memphis
bagging up this work getting this money man relentless
taking pictures in the celly man we posted like we senseless
and everybody’s trapping don’t believe these man are two lie
pockets never chunky man are looking too fly
016 we went dubai
and splashed 20 k on no new guys

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