Dappy, GRM Daily - Daily Duppy, Pt.2 lyrics
[Dappy, GRM Daily - Daily Duppy, Pt.2 lyrics]
Epic
We crush the pain away
And dash it in a Rizla
Sometimes you've gotta sit and thank the
Lord you made it this far
If you've got love for me
Then you're my brother, you're my sister
You ain't gotta ask twice
Loyalty ain't got a price
If the cake was runnin' out
I would share my last slice
Lil bro be out here telling me "This
Trapping shit be like a disease"
He hungry for the money
He ain't eaten for weeks
His mama be on the grind
She be stressing for P's
And he's allеrgic to the swine
So he's dodging policе
And lockdown 2020 had nuff man livid
Trapped in a box, no more visit's
I was climbing then I fell but
Then I ended up winning
I had to take a couple L's
Before I learned all my lessons
And all sinning comes with drama
Tried to keep it in but
I couldn't cause of karma, word to my mama
Can't be judging man just off a persona
I've got a devil and an angel
And they beef on my shoulder
So when you see me in the DM's going ham
It's cause I'll turn up on a
Hater face-to-face and on the Gram
They hate you when you're popping but
They love you in a coffin
Let's give 'em the flowers now
Not when man are in the ground
Life works in mysterious ways
One day you're here
The next you're buried away
No one knows their fate
Shit will never be the same though
You gotta let the pain go
Thank God we live to fight another day
We crush the pain away
And dash it in a Rizla
Sometimes you've gotta sit and thank the
Lord you made it this far
If you've got love for me
Then you're my brother, you're my sister
You ain't gotta ask twice
Loyalty ain't got a price
If the cake was runnin' out
I would share my last slice
Kids be out here on the streets
And they're bussing their whistle
Whilst the kids be overseas
Stay ducking from missiles
Man in a suit be out
Here tryna cover their plans
With blood on their hands
While they're the ones funding the missiles
How am I supposed to trust when
The man that's in position
Keeps fucking up the system?
Still we live to fight another day
We crush the pain away
And dash it in a Rizla
Sometimes you've gotta sit and thank the
Lord you made it this far
If you've got love for me
Then you're my brother, you're my sister
You ain't gotta ask twice
Loyalty ain't got a price
If the cake was runnin' out
I would share my last slice
We crush the pain away
And dash it in a Rizla
Sometimes you've gotta sit and thank the
Lord you made it this far
If you've got love for me
Then you're my brother, you're my sister
You ain't gotta ask twice
Loyalty ain't got a price
If the cake was runnin' out
I would share my last slice
Lil bro be out here telling me "This
Trapping shit be like a disease"
He hungry for the money
He ain't eaten for weeks
His mama be on the grind
She be stressing for P's
And he's allеrgic to the swine
So he's dodging policе
And lockdown 2020 had nuff man livid
Trapped in a box, no more visit's
I was climbing then I fell but
Then I ended up winning
I had to take a couple L's
Before I learned all my lessons
And all sinning comes with drama
Tried to keep it in but
I couldn't cause of karma, word to my mama
Can't be judging man just off a persona
I've got a devil and an angel
And they beef on my shoulder
So when you see me in the DM's going ham
It's cause I'll turn up on a
Hater face-to-face and on the Gram
They hate you when you're popping but
They love you in a coffin
Let's give 'em the flowers now
Not when man are in the ground
Life works in mysterious ways
One day you're here
The next you're buried away
No one knows their fate
Shit will never be the same though
You gotta let the pain go
Thank God we live to fight another day
We crush the pain away
And dash it in a Rizla
Sometimes you've gotta sit and thank the
Lord you made it this far
If you've got love for me
Then you're my brother, you're my sister
You ain't gotta ask twice
Loyalty ain't got a price
If the cake was runnin' out
I would share my last slice
Kids be out here on the streets
And they're bussing their whistle
Whilst the kids be overseas
Stay ducking from missiles
Man in a suit be out
Here tryna cover their plans
With blood on their hands
While they're the ones funding the missiles
How am I supposed to trust when
The man that's in position
Keeps fucking up the system?
Still we live to fight another day
We crush the pain away
And dash it in a Rizla
Sometimes you've gotta sit and thank the
Lord you made it this far
If you've got love for me
Then you're my brother, you're my sister
You ain't gotta ask twice
Loyalty ain't got a price
If the cake was runnin' out
I would share my last slice