Daily Duppy S:4 EP:17

(Cash!) (GRM Daily, Daily Duppy) (Let me paint a picture quickly) Sometimes you’ve gotta leave instead of tightening your circle Especially when you’re tryna make money and they prefer broke I’m tryna make triple what ‘Frank Lucas’ would have made if he never went to that fight wearing the fur coat I ain’t the same as these youtes im different My real-ness don’t compute with their illusion living Shit gets messy when egos come out to play Fuck the fame get paid and come out the game Im talkin' buy all your immediates some house money They’re tryna make a mil’ I’m tryna stack millions No checking change when you’re tryna make cow money That’s M.O.O – Money Over Opinion Fuck that two pence that you’re throwing in Tell a hater I see you later fam I’m going in This summer is gonna be a cold one Call me anti-social I ain’t playing with no one This summer is gonna be a cold one Call me anti-social I ain’t playing with no one This summer is gonna be a cold one Call me anti-social (Nah-nah! Look) Where I’m from we leave the whining and bitching to the bitches Bunch of malicious niggas all in competition Who’s got the latest kicks, who’s lines more banging Who’s got the most chicks, who’s done the most shooting and stabbing Not the life we chose but that’s the life we know Gotta put food on the stove for my people Got money today but tomorrow we might be broke Pray to God that there might be hope When you had ‘Kane Rose’ he was getting weed and cocaine so Bait transactions on the main road Called his old ‘Sony Ericsson’ a “phonebox” With a box on it call that shit a “payphone” Crazy what I grew up seeing everyday bro Got his face open but now the case closed Not enough everyday to bring the case home Now he’s just another name on a gravestone Block living equals blocked vision To tell the truth we’re just some lost children That don’t know our great grandads or grandad Coz there’s a 80 percent chance your pops missing Heard he’s got keys now they wanna locksmith him Word is if you see him on the block stick him A lot of bridges gon’ be burnt this year A lot of lessons gon’ be learnt this year Repeat after me This summer is gonna be a cold one Call me anti-social I ain’t playing with no one This summer is gonna be a cold one Call me anti-social I ain’t playing (Nah-nah-nah-nah!) This summer is gonna be a cold one Call me anti-social I ain’t playing with no one It’s gonna be a cold one Who am I playing with? No one!