🎵 Fredo - Daily Duppy

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Lyrics to Daily Duppy by Fredo:

[Verse]
Meanwhile, I been workin' on a couple of hits
No music, laid suttin' down, we got another one mixed
And, I got ten jibs to find out where another one lives
And then we're comin' equipped, but we ain't burglin', it's one in your wig
Gobis mum turned in a .38, his mum was a snitch
Damn, my little nigga was the son of a bitch
My credit was so good, and that's because I come from the strip
So before I ever bought a house, I put one on the wrist
I know them streets need Fred's heat back
It's like a battle with myself, it really gets me mad
'Cause if I focus on rap, I'll be a deadbeat dad
But, if I focus on bein' a dad, I'll lose the bread we had
And if I don't play my role on the block, then they'll say I'm actin' different
But if I go back too much, then I'll go back to prison
My life's full of bad bitches, and bad decisions
Rap don't last forever, now I'm tryna handle business
'Cause I don't focus on these businesses then when this rap finishes
I'll be on them interviews talkin' 'bout some flowers that I'm owed
Like, allow it bro, you're old
Real hustlers take all their fuckin' flowers as they grow
I'm the type to make some flowers from the snow
Spendin' hours at the stove
Now, they give me sixty thousand for a show
I spend a hour then I go, I spend a hour with a ho
I spend a thousand like a joke, you niggas soundin' like you broke
How can I be a good rapper, good dad, good businessman, a good boss, a nice boyfriend, a good trapper?
I couldn't do it all even if I had some powers and a cape
Nah, there just ain't enough hours in a day
I got the Gempar, but they said it takes some hours on a train
I didn't know no one, so I would go shower with my blade
Now, I'm a first-class Emirates customer
You boys ain't never showered on a plane, I got a mountain full of 'Caine
My life's gotten hard, now not to be soundin' like I'm vain
When the price of a Lamborghini car is soundin' like a chain
Me and nobody in London is soundin' like the same
I never jumped on no one's wave, fam they found me in my lane
Now niggas mad at me they're broke, fam that's soundin' like the blame
Now, you're soundin' like a lame
No one ever gave me nuttin', fam, I found it on the train
Yeah, they thought that he was gutter, so they found him by the drain
Surrounded by the grain, you know they found it in his brain and bullets in his chest
The streets know we passed every time we're put to the test
Don't invest in no guns, go and put it in a vest
Snatch a body from his breath, now we're lookin' for the next
Since 2020 in West, we put it in the best
Three bodies, now we're up to like six AMs
But we ain't lookin' for a rest
Catch him slippin' when he's lookin' for his breakfast
I had half a million in chains when shh slipped up
But I was drunk, so I took him for his necklace
I shouldn't, but I'm wreckless
She said that she likes me while she's starin' and lookin' at my necklace
This dumb little lighty don't even know if she's lookin' at a deathwish
'Cause someone's gonna die if they try to take these
And someone had to die before I could even make these
That's the realest shit you'll ever hear, them man had to shed a tear
All the issues that I got through make it hard on Fred's career
And damn my nigga Woo, I still can't believe it's true
I still can't believe it's you, first Billy, then you
Real talk, I can't believe it's two
Still, it only took a week or two, pop out like, "Peek-a-boo"
Leave a nigga sleepin', too
So, mind out who you're speakin' to
Mind out where you're sleepin', too
Have my shooters creep in through and leave 'em through
Last three patterns, no one didn't even get nicked, we didn't leave a clue
This year, I might grab the Rolls like I need a poo
Pull up with a star, and I got stars in the ceilin', too
Seven K a month on the rent, you should see the view
I wish Billy could see it too
Funny, sometimes I don't know where this life is leadin' to
Really fam, I need a clue
But all I know, them streets are a myth
The realest niggas get birded, they find God then preach to the kids
About, "This life isn't worth it"
All them years in jail must make them guys forget how hard it gets when life isn't workin'
No sex, but you're dreamin' to get inside of a German
Went to jail for a stabbin', came home and done another one, like my knife wasn't learnin'
Now you can a nine for seven grand, like it's a Birkin
I'm grindin' for certain

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