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Daily Duppy Pt. 3 Lyrics - Artist : Avelino
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Knox Brown, I hear you! I fuck with you for this one The very best in the game, leave the OGs out of this Let's go Black boy rise from the mud, rise from the mud Low life high off a bud, high off a bud Bill a line, or just start linin' them up Live your life, cah niggas die every month Survivors don't survive any more I don't wanna serve up or serve time any more We were stealing from the store, now I'm standing by it Tryna buy it all, fuck it I'm tryna buy the mall I'm Jay Z 2.0 I was in the 15 doing 2.0 Rolling with that 10 10, that's food not hoes I ain't tryna do a grow, but I do want growth (Yeah) For the money, I hope we don't change For a new car, I nearly went Carlito's way Pulled up and made a killing, nigga, D O A 'Cause I really had to re-up and relocate I don't need no fame The already know me in the streets Didn't conform, couldn't control me in the streets I'm in Tom Ford, I'm the Tony in my team I was selling stones, (Yeah) wearing Stoney Between a rock and a hard place Sleep 'n' you're dead, too late for a latte Come in, cazzo me ne do si mi compadre [?] So if you ain't with it my nigga, then estu madre [?], praise be to the most high Let me see my old man again for the old times Where I'm from, you get dope lyrics and dope lines Now it's chauffeurs and showbusiness and showtime Cattin' 20k cash I take a picture, that's a 20k flash Flat on our faces, and then we made flats Fuck gentrification, let's renovate that That's what you call a renegade fam I'm tryna kick down doors, and I'm tryna build Tryna grab your attention, ain't tryna grab the steel Unless it's stainless like the dweller, I ain't dwelling on it Niggas get shot with the cannon, that's a bangin' film Yeah, and we play it on repeat Can't stop, rewind and pause unless you make it on the screen Staying on your feet means failure ain't defeat Gotta take it on your chin before they take you for a chief Now they're gonna take me for a thief Came and stole the show and went and gave it to the scene Beat the odds, now they got a place for me at Beats Kept it 100, I just done 100 million streams Gotta get it, they'll get you for what you got boy Dead broke, tryna look alive on the block boy Put a sock in it, had to put it in my sock boy Had to do Sully way before I seen Top Boy And this is top tier, right at the top drawer Brand new grill's got me speaking with a lock jaw I was Lomachenko on the low with a lot more Fighting for my life up north with a southpaw Couple hundred thousand for the publishing? Mmm, nah fuck it I want more Matter of fact, I'm a start a business Can we call it Sync Music? We've had sinks galore I ain't even big but I've had big rewards You sing on a track, I'm a get it to Singapore I'm only religious when I'm in Dior But my Christian Loubs just left blood on the floor I hear then talkin' bout north, west, east, south Let me tell you, I'm the GOAT, you heard it from the horse mouth Went full circle so I went and bought rounds Now shorty wanna spoon 'cause of what I forked out Gold diggers, dig a nigga, wanna talk now Can't tell me nothing when it all falls down Got all of the lights on me, ultralight beam Watch the throne, I'm in the seat Best rapper in the game, niggas wanna ramp with me Rap god, say my name, it's blasphemy That's wrong, take my place when I'm gone And I'm still a stone's throw away from the block So the fuck with me From the sticks, and the mandem really stuck with me Loyal to the soil, they was in the mud with me Man that had to grab grub with me Higher powers got the game looking up to me Big money in the building, I just done another deal, you figa deal me? Daily Duppy, Avelino, GRM Daily, ya dun know |
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