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Artiste : Central Cee
Titre : Daily Duppy
(You are now listening to Young Chencs)
Strip it back, huh
Aight, look

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, Rover, not Vogue
White G-Wagon, 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
Huh, I bust that nut into existence
If I get a feeling 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 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 calibre
Stress, I´ll manage it, strong mentality
Almost fell off and lost my sanity
´Course I´m plannin´ it, causin´ an anarchy
Psycho, hangin´ him 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 chapter

My shooter in the six is sort of like a Raptor
I don´t know why you though 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

(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)

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 organisation
We need the type of wealth that´ll stay in the world for a few generations
They doing whatever just to go viral, some internet sensation rappers
Big man 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
A lot of man came and went
I might do the same, get out of here sooner

Fake my death like 2Pac, move out the fam to a crib in Cuba
They wanna see a man go out like Biggie, but I ain´t ready to die
They saying that time is money, I got some money, ain´t got any time
Don´t be a fuckin´ fool and put your family´s life in jeopardy
They ain´t makin´ it out of the hood, it ain´t hard to find my enemies, uh
I gotta watch what I say these days, it´s long now, I´m a celebrity
I don´t wanna chit-chat, If it ain´t ´bout money, please dont message me
My ting clear, uh
Look in my rear, and I don´t see a single soul
Should´ve seen what we did with snow, had London like we was in North Pole, uh

Done with these Insta hoes, uh, tryna get the kid exposed, uh
Didn´t wanna link me though, and the bag wasn´t there, and the whip was old
Cench, I got a distinctive flow, uh
Tour life out of the country, truth be told, I ain´t missin´ home
Told the kids to stay in school, they ain´t hearin´ that, they just hit the roads
Pavin´ the way for the mandem, I come back down to uplift my bros
´Fore I leave my guys, I´ll slit my throat, nah
Can´t mix pleasure with business, but this A&R lady´s fire
Gotta keep this one quiet, gotta deny it, she might get fired
As long as your pussy´s tight, I don´t care who you fucked on prior

Chasin´ bags, not bitches, which is the reason that my eyes look tired
We get paid to go to the club, the fuck?
You think that we´re there for fun?
You know that you´re in for some serious head when she puts her hair in a bun
I can´t look at them man the same, I´ve seen them lie and swear on their mums
Go to the hood and show some love, just spent 3k on Air Force 1s
Me and Wadz were sharin´ clothes, new J´s just dropped, got two pairs each
Two-bed flat, and it´s just for me, got a room for bro whenever he needs
What d´you mean, "Breathe, breathe"? Don´t tell me to breathe
Bae, be yourself with me, what you mean it´s only me?

Don´t sell me a dream