Daily Duppy lyrics

[Mowgs]
Yo...yo
Daily duppy, you know
Listen Yo
Feds on my case
Hella obbo on the ends
Concpiracy the charge that they're tryna give my friends
Hoods f*cked all I really want is bread
Mad para thinking everyone's a fed
Marni told me cool need to stop shotting pebbs
But that sh*t's all I know so I'm stuck up in a mess
Flying up to country I hope I make it far
Praying they don't clock me on the AMPR
Feds behind me I hope they don't stop the car
Cah I'm on bail and I can't afford another charge
But if I get nicked never snitch
Charge it to the game man you know I ain't a b*tch
Remember sitting on the strip doing mense
Back when nizzy used to give me flizzy for 11 bills
Trap n*ggas feel me on the beat
Youngers up in country they got me on repeat
Hands off now so I don't see no scales
I built a new line and I ain't made no sales
My life's kinda changed and its different now
They got feds on the strip tryna take me down
Man they love the microwave but I use the stove
Man I need to leave the trap before my yute is old
So for now I'm talking crack on these mad streets
Man I'm OT darg linking crack fiends
Told my girl don't listen to her friends
Cos I could probably hit them if I tried, man its mense
My n*gga phoned up my phone talking mad 'bout a sl*t
Off the line I can't afford to get burned
I don't really trap my partner wanna speak
So therapeutic when I rap on the beat
I keep hearing that these n*ggas wanna rob me
But I don't talk about the smoke or cheapo's on me
Anyone can get it f*ck who you are
Mad parro we don't talk in the car
Cos I ain't tryna catch a chase or end up on a charge
Just sitting in my cell p*ssed, I'm out on remand
So let me tell you little secret how I clocked the game
I watched n*ggas make mistakes and never made the same
Broke n*ggas always hate and its such a shame
Like n*ggas think with their di*ks more than their brain
Cats on the strip they just wanna score
Most these n*ggas b*tches they just wanna talk
I ain't playing with them n*ggas they go back and forth
You wouldn't even catch a body if you was at the morgue
n*ggas pay respect it'll come true
Burner in the dance where they see us doing 1,2
Real trapstar don't act like you never knew
Guarantee I see a hundred at 22