Wewantwraiths - Daily Duppy (GRM Daily) lyrics

Arthur
Yo, on my mama, that shit hard, Dizzy

It used to be, fifty for
Flights, now, it's, first class
Dubai
I been
Sittin' in flights thinkin' 'bout all
Of the times I spent
Gettin' it right, yeah
I've been gettin' right
I'm still gettin' right
I'm hearin' voices in my head
Now I tell them to voice
Record me when I'm speakin'
I'm hearin' voices
I can hear all these voices, yo
I made a choice, I got my
Voice, I made a sound
I'm makin' noise
F8 Ferrari cuttin' through like


It's a Porsche
I just hope my family's proud of me
I became a monster and never
Had no helpin' hand
So much gun smokе in the air
How the fuck did I make it hеre?
We solve our problems with revolvers
Go fetch the stick, we need a bulldog
They tried to close the door
I went and broke the doorframe
They think I'm tapped
What makes you think I'd leak my own tape?
Let the leakers leak this shit
Comin' like cocaine
Turn this hot summer day into a cold day
Heater to your face and push it
Back like it was nose spray
Caskets turnin' cases
Niggas prayin' it's a cold case
Charlie Brown, my niggas get it in both ways
I'm so indie
I'll rock your shell like it's Coldplay
I need Lizzo, I don't really need a soulmate
Oliver's twisted
He came in askin' for more flake
Can I have some more please? Sniff
It till his nose bleed
His daughter's sick
But he's lovin' the way the raw taste
He spent his money, it's Christmas time
But all she's gettin' is a "Sorry"
Santa ain't comin'
He too busy billin' snowmen
Nah, hooyo's gettin' cold, she has
No hope left, yeah
Mm
First off mummy, jump in the car
With me, I'm singin' harmonies
Why you always arguin'?
Give me my crown, king of the
Town, I made a sound
I did my family proud
I worked too many years
They gave him until he's home
Day dates, no more Datejust ones
These revolvers came in, the wrist froze
She was my first love
You ever seen a queen takin' her shirt off?
I have a thing for pilin'
Money to the first floor
Why do niggas tell the truth
When they get perc'd off?
The worst part, the way I'm livin'
I was worse off
Why do the cleanest hearts always
Have the worst past?
This life I live
I wanna show you where it hurts most
In my DM's, said you known
Me since my first song
It worked out
Hooyo's second, got her worst child
I'm turnt now
I lift myself, I watch the workout
Third round
I see the future with my mask on, mask off
Don't need a feature, I got
All in by myself
I'm goin' all in
1AM, we argue till the mornin'
Don't ask me why I weren't callin'
In the Cullinan, I'm ridin' 'round uno
I want my life to be mine again, baby, yeah
This lifestyle's fucked and it's
Drivin' me crazy
Yeah
And I can't sleep when you're not in
My room, if you call my phone
I'll spin the Benz through
And when you're at home, just call me
And when you alone, just phone me
One night with me, make you
Feel brand new, ooh
Ooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh, ooh
Mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm-mm


Fumes on the beat
Lxcid, this beat brazy

I got a short temper, keep a tool
Get it? Short 'cause it's tall
I lost some friends, I had we was
Cool, they tried to snake me
Act like I'm fool
Still in the ends, it's business as usual
I watched the dealer turn into a user
I seen a scammer have it all
And lose it, make it back
But lost it in his head
Money is evil, never knew the meanin'
You're snaky from the way that you dress
Keep it on me when I'm in Amiri
'cause all this money in it
I'ma spend it
I can't really trust a soul
I put it on my pole
Still duckin' the constable
My driver on parole
He'd be sat doing jail time if
This vehicle wasn't high performance
Took a left, you better do it
Fast, the vehicle's going past
Lookin' like informers
Lean pourin' on my left
I got around two litres
Sittin' in this Sprite
I seen a fiend injectin' his neck
I took a sip of lean
And now I'm feelin' aight
Pour up, we sip this shit like, so what?
PTSD, it's so fucked
I watched these niggas grow up
Brother's buryin' brothers
Cousins are beefin' cousins
Aunties and grievin' mothers
We still gon' beef each other
Still keep a stick with bullets
.38's, .45's, we turned on revolvers
For all the time my hooyo would warn us
Should've
Listened, I knew you were
Informin', never listened
Should've known you a snitch
Open clases, closin' cases on niggas
He say, she say, you a bitch
My other nigga blind, he walk with a stick
Both of these .38s, keep on revolvin'
I'm like a cowboy ridin' these horses
Wraith's Entertainment, live for the
Moment, counted us up
But now they involved us
Whose them 'Malis in them
Jammin' foreigns? We
Going hard for our little brothers
Shoutout my marj for keepin' me humble
Give my all and everything I got
I remember when they all forgot
I weren't gettin' nothin'
I weren't stressin' nothin'
Where's all this hate gone?
Turned into love
I pray my paigons turn into dust
How can I ever be CEO if I
Can't take it like a boss?
I'm havin' one-on-one's with the Lord
Now I just pray for those we lost
We move, gangsters around me, they shoot
Life full of drugs and abuse
I'm from a place where you're right
I won't show you methods we used
We our the own ones bringin' us
Down, if I had a say
I'd free up the town
Break all these chains, I'm sayin' it now
Free my niggas, pray they all comin' out
Ooh ooh, we keep a stick with these jewels
Look at these drugs we abused
Made me so heartless
Don't need no feature 'cause I'm an artist
They've already told you that
I'm the hardest out
Don't show me a deal unless it's
Large amounts, over and out
Mm