Daily Duppy

I just took another flight overseas

I've gone clear

Now im top tier

The steak is wagyu

My watch rare

Aint you seeing what I'm doing? I could never feel the roads

I'm just treating them to life, only way I heal the bros

You can't chat to me

Doing real different shit actually

Like seeing Norris win second place at the Silverstone

Ugg slips comfortable when I zoom off

She said, "I can see the stars"

I didn't take the roof off

Took her to the rosewood just to cool off

Only black man in my neighbourhood like the boondocks

Fuck the bench, I don't ever wanna see them old days

I put houses on the watches still I'm coming so late

Need another watch box

Mine filled up with rosés

She try sell me paradise that's a cold play

Bro there ain't no animosity, just keep from round me

In the DBX tearing up the roads in Saudi

(Shout me)

You ain't seeing me I been rebel

(Rowdy)

Hash smoke got me seeing nuttin

(Cloudy)

Everybody wanne ask for suttin

Allow me

If your talking bout breaking butter

Most my bros got em some M's

And I can say that

We ain't calculating the bill

Bro, I just paid that

Soon land

Aitch should be pulling up in the Maybach

State facts, I'm monumental, I had to state that

Cos little did they ever thought I would ever get the horse

Rari the sport

Now I need to hit the Forbes

Now I need to flip the score

Now I need to kick them doors down

Let the brodies walk in

I'm tryna have us all rich

I said little did I ever thought I would ever get the horse

Rari the sport

Now I need to hit the Forbes

Now I need to flip the score

Now I need to kick them doors down

Let the brodies walk in

I'm tryna have us all rich

Uh

See they know me as filly

See this weight on my chest is feeling heavier

Talking to you as a regular

Felipe Valencia

An immigrant from Colombia

Now picking colours for the Aston truck

I'm talking as the real me

Spilling out my pain you gotta feel me

Same time I don't give a fuck if you feel this

The real me

Got me looking in the mirror, am I still me?

Got me looking for my heart like, is it still there?

Do I still care?

See I got it from the arm like a wheel chair

Meaning that I got from the muscle

Real spit, darg it was struggle

Lemme tell you how it started

Growing up poor was the hardest

All around domestics and hardships

Mumzie got tested the hardest

Promised her the world so I can't slip

And Pops he was dishing out the yola

To heat up the crib when it was colder

Guess I'm like a trap baby but I never carry that persona

Tough love

Fuck that

I clocked it weren't that when I was older

I know he pictured me in Barcelona

Playing ball with the big players big payments, big status

Sad to say that the dreams over

Now I'm just a boy on a bench

An' mumzie still struggling for rent

An' pops is out the picture

Sis is running wild cah there's no father figure in the den

Said there's no farther figure in the den

So I had to be the man and it was hard to not trap

Faiths in God so there had to be a plan

Then you know my shit jump from the snap they were loving man

Feeling like I got the upper hand but on the other hand

I was getting bait with no pay and I couldn't just tip toe away

Was doing vids for like six o a day

While this shit was doing millions

Like how am I so big and still living like Civilians?

Give a fuck about opinions

Cah now when I conversant dargy it ain't nuttin less than millions

I ain't bragging this the raw me

Don't ignore me

Check the tape if you wanna know the rest of my story

The rest of my story