Yungen - Daily Duppy (Goat Talk) lyrics

[Yungen - Daily Duppy Goat Talk lyrics]

Yeah

Look

They always like to play it down
But I am lit dow
They close doors in my face I always win-dow
When they come around goats
They like to tip-toe
And I don't flag colors but
I blew off crypto
Made a bit off coins temple
Running to the bank
Always get redemption I am
Sure with the shank
My boy ain't from the states but
Chains he likes to yank
He would light up a room with
His 8 he's Frankie lamps
I make brothers insecure all wondering
Where their chicks staying
I'm like fabino in the
DM's I'm really dictating
If you think this life's a game
You need to quit playing
My darg ain't never done a
Trade but he's brick laying
Mixtaping I was really trying make pounds
Cus I was trapping but not
The heights of Blake Brown
Imma decade in I've seen
The game change round
I've seen man last for 10
Months and break down
Rapping with a purpose this
Rap games a circus
Your favourite rapper comes round the
Dogs and gets nervous
Shit ain't never what it
Seems on the surface
Before I saw a beach I
Seen bandos and burners
Get rich or die trying on my Curtis
If you see me in a bussdown
Just know the yard is purchased
Big whips 2 quid for a service
When you got this kind of drive
Dreams really go the furthest
I'm a South London legend check
The numbers I've been repping
Calm in any setting cus
My dargs really stepping
I might forgive I'm not forgetting
When you eating a king's meal
They wanna be your breadrin
All I need is a Rolls and I'm ghostin
Sundays I've got shawty over roasting
And if I told you who I
Turned down you'd say I'm boasting
Influencers in my bed lingerie promoting
I can't lie I miss the days
When it weren't about clout
Everyone's the real deal until
They get found out
Hands on I'm still not the one to count out
I've been grounded from the days
I weren't allowed out
I've made mistakes I know money
Can't never make right
But have you ever had to take
A flight for date night
Certain man was on my level
And they got stage fright
Must be growing pains they ain't
Reached the same heights
I've had an a-class
And a b-class
And a c-class
And an e-class
I've got an s-class
But I'm on a G-class
I'm different class tell Mercedes I
Need a free pass
Why they still wanna play with me
My name was in-voices before
They where paying me
I just ask my pops to prey for me
I've toured the map with what I
Can do from A to Z

Yeah
Let me be clear don't compare
Me to any rapper that
Just started their career I've been
Here for 10 years
I'm never on these lists and to
Be honest it's weird but I
Don't ever cry about it let
Me show you top tier

I'm ready with the goats ever since
They let a lad in
I've been really getting notes 10
Years full of quotes
Bros still on road keep thinking
This thing's a joke
Til they pull out where you hang man
And have you on the ropes
K knows I do my ting that's a top boy
Criminals 4 cars up what a convoy
Pull up with a tom boy
Real talk blood I was the one in the
Mother fucking rover on your block boy
Yeah
Man I've done my hours
Yeah I rose from the mud
And I want my flowers
I ain't tryin to get
Conspiracy lining up towers
But I still got 5gs posted by the towers
I'm the real deal this
Ain't no Instagram hype
Blud I really sold mils and
The bars are still tight
Big drippa yungs Chrome Hearts with the Nike
I must be doing alright if I
Can shower on a flight
Plain jane yachty got em all in my boat
Bills 10k a month but don't worry I'll cope
I can't be mad at them man
For doing what I won't
Every bar I spits a wheel cus
It's facts that I spoke
I've seen man boot and
Cut this ain't fashion
I wouldn't suit a case but my
Darg with me is packin'
I'd still be a millionare
If I weren't rapping
More time it rolls over your
Head them man are capping
Its a new era all them
Old guys are real bitter
Forget the clout blood your looking
At a real spitter
My mans doubting that my dargs a real driller
If he backs out his tommy
I bet you he'll figure
Who's iller
My F64 rocked the nation
10 years later I'm still jigga
Take your girl out to Novi for a real dinner
They said that you dissed me
To her to feel bigger
I never won a Brit never won a Mobo
Every time I bag goals they
Always move the goal posts
I been doing shows from Wembley
To the Gold Coast
Yachts in Abu Dhabi but I
Don't like to show boat
Lost my big bro
Fam my head hurts
Coped the new toast cus I
Know how getting bread works
Hustling expert
She don't care about my real name she's
Just on Google for my net worth
Streets I was raised from it
The hood I was made from it
Find yourself a hobby and get paid from it
And then save from it
These shoes cost me 8 bills
But I still rock the socks that's
Got the days on it
Herne Hill legend I'm like Gerard at Anfield
At my big age I don't care who's gangs real
I'm just trying to buy yards I
Don't care if you bang still
14 I got nicked then I got bail
And new I could not fail
I made it to the charts but not jail
CC on me I'm a hot male
Mixed race yout but I got a
White mom that cooks ox tail

So Let me be clear don't compare
Me to any rapper that
Just started their career I've been
Here for 10 years
I'm never on these lists and to
Be honest it's weird but I
Don't ever cry about it let
Me show you top tier

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