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little torment & grm daily - the one - daily duppy كلمات أغنية

[verse]
i gotta focus on my music, it’s this business i’m handling
’cause if they catch me with that work then i’ll be back on the landing
still learning, there’s some life lessons i’m just now understanding
can’t let them draw me out and have me pulling up like i pulled a hamstring
yo, anytime i’m writing rhymes, i’ve got my family in mind
my dead n_ggas, a hundred milli in the bank and some bines
yo, jumping in the servery line, i can’t go back to those times
them cases still ain’t closed, gotta pray i don’t go back for those crimes
the streets been saying i’m the one, they couldn’t get no louder
i’m just deeping everything while i take this cold shower
do i gotta die first before they give me my flower?
would i have got a daily duppy if it wasn’t for bouncer?
i just came home twelve weeks ago, i’ve been keeping low
and i ain’t been saying too much but my energy speaks and shows
my n_gga p fighting that murder, i pray they free up bro
and i know rz proud that i’m moving, he was supposed to be here though
my first baby mum know it’s a matter of time that i’ll be actually fine
the second one’s tryna get me to crash out online
the opps probably hope that i pack in this life
they know the straps that could rise
if i let my head go and it’s that at the side
free the mandem doing jan to december
i swear there’s way too many names to remember
you know the streets got the henny pouring like we’re out on a bender
trap boy, pyrex and a blender
too much sh_t going on, i had to take some time out
ain’t linked up with my little bro, sh_t, we’re all hurting right now
just hope they know i feel the same and there ain’t no doubt
we got the same idea and the goal, just taking different routes
and bro probably thinking i’m taking the p_ss
i dropped the tape and sent the work back like, “yo, i ain’t taking no risks”
this worker ain’t picking up the phone and it ain’t worth the stress
boy, i’m ’bout to get back in the booth and just wait on this cheque
my closest friends fighting sentences that are life ending
i gotta allocate some bread for them, i don’t mind sending
i gotta relocate, i got a crib in the sticks pending
so i can watch the bullsh_t from afar like it’s interesting
yo, the devil’s working hard but i still got faith
i got god on my side and he doesn’t make no mistakes
i don’t need a ho around unless she tryna hold some weight
sometimes your blessings only round the corner, you’re just ‘posed to wait
all the sh_t i’m going through in life, i was supposed to break
told management, “send the time and place and let me know the date”
i don’t need a f_cking rap blog to know my place
still i’m rapping like the f_cking rent’s due so there’s no debate
i was probably tryna pattern up the bines if i showed up late
all the weed smoke in the air, can tell i ain’t just another broke inmate
my jeweller told me, “keep it all gold like where you keep your money
stay humble, remember where you came from
and that will keep you hungry”
i keep myself locked up in the stu, i ain’t gonna slip
hope it don’t hurt the plug’s pocket now i ain’t taking those bricks
my hitta heard £20k a head, said he’ll take all those hits
i still feel dirty from the jail, gotta shake off the grit

- little torment grm daily

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