Simak lirik lagu "Daily Duppy" dari Central Cee berikut ini.
Strip it back, huh
(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
My flow's unmatched
I talk to myself on my own, I'm tapped
Columbus, the way I took over the map
Composure, women lose that around man
My accountant's monthly fee's a grand
They don't wanna see me and Ybeeez expand
I got a- got a strategic plan
I'm a big man now, I gotta feed the fam
Serious, now, it's not a joke
Live Yours not a gang, it's more like a cult
Big boy Ranges, rogue not Vogue
Wide G-Wagen, I ride like the Pope
Girls stressed that they can't get a hold of me no more
GRM nominations, I got four awards
Ten-point lead, my team got the scoreboard
Cench, he a warlord, only want more gore
I don't know many that done it like man
MDMA, same colour as man
Bare blue ticks in my DM requests
Got bare bad Bs that I ain't holler back
I fucked famous tings that I've wanked over
I bust that nut into existence
If I get a feelin' that you're fugazi
I'm trustin' my gut and my instinct
True colours show when they see a man blow, they switch
What the fuck was I thinkin'?
For the love of my siblings, man, I gotta double my income
Better yet, triple it
Wobble it, wiggle it, swallowin', dribblin'
Jobless, IG modelin'
I saw you commentin', squabblin', I don't do politics
I heard your tape, it don't sound too promisin'
Need me a crib same road as Abramovich
Undies right on my arse, I ain't panickin'
Stand up tall for my rights, I'm an activist
Pen game come like .45 caliber
Stress, I'll manage it, strong mentality
Almost fell off and lost my sanity
'Course I'm plannin' it, causin' an anarchy
Psycho, hang him and put 'em in a gallery
I got label execs tryna sway me
I'm tryna fuck on the A&R lady
M's on the paper, can't persuade me
I've got a blueprint similar to JAY-Z
I'm matchin' the car with the Rollie
I've got the same pattern as Pastor Tobi (huh)
R.I.P. Marcus Garvey, the Babylon can't control me, nah
Remainin' calm through the madness
Flex and a man get jacked, no cactus
Mixtape dropped, but it's more like a chapter
My shooter in the six is sort of like a Raptor
I don't know why you thought that you could hack this
Send a man up to the north of the atlas
I was manifestin' a kilo, I'm breakin' the law with the law of attraction
These rappers never been paid, they get a lil' famous, spend all their bands
They spend the whole fuckin' advance
These rubbed out stars keep fuckin' their fans (huh)
It's a bit different for me, if I had it my way, my bae wouldn't know me
But no matter what country I'm in, the females there all know who I am
My gang's not a play-play ting, it's a serious type of organization
We need the type of wealth that'll stay in the world for a few generations
They doin' whatever just to go viral, some internet sensation rappers
Big men on the net just bitchin', I swear that they're agin' backwards
I just got the pendant full of baguettes, I feel like Frank when he put on the mink
They plottin', I'm not surprised, I've been broke too, I know how they think
You inherited dough, we inherited debt, so I gotta catch up, I'm behind on the rent
What you know about takin' risks?
'Cause I lost five bags and declined an M
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