Knucks - Daily Duppy Lyrics

Uh huh (No days off)
Yo

Is it hiding or a hiatus?
Fork and a knife, I had the pie waiting
Got trust in my akhs, kinda like Jason
Road ties
I know some low lives in high places
I'm a Naij baby, Mum and Daddy migrated
Now with the movers and the shakers
Man are vibrating
So they can't even diss like
Us if they tried hating
You riding with the best
Man like Sanaa Lathan
So many want a name, so many try make it
So many did the patient ting
Until they died waiting
The game will teach you how to
Spit and how to eye greatness
But now this pupil gettin'
Bigger like I'm dilated
Dreamin' 'bout a house out in Venice
Show the same dream to all
My ounce selling gennas
Making dirty money for a pouch and Margielas
On an outing for miles
I'm around filthy fellas
But I'm more like the poet
Safe to say I rap more
True you don't know him
But maybe have his back more
When we make mistakes
We lose our pages and our platform
Still waiting for some news on
Katie I can clap for
Take it through the back door
Put it in the four door
Defend it like the back four
Stash it in the floorboards
Ex is sending texts like "I think
That you should call more"
She'll do anything just for the
Ring like she from Mordor
But my time precious and my mind precious
Add it up then minus it, but I'm digressing
Kelly nearly had me rolling in some dilemmas
Went to link her out South
Outside her house was five breddas
But why am I stressing?
Destiny's child drowning in divine blessing
Learnt from my lessons hit the iMessage
"I'm outside of the crib"
While these man out here are wylin'
How they vibe to my shit

That's it you lot thought I was done?
Run the next ting

(No days off) yo

It's like every turning there's trouble and
It's just a struggle, I know, i know
But bro
Do you know that I love you? And that's
Why I bug you to slow your roll
Ain't checked you enough but
You ain't pickin'
Up when I phone your phone
I think the line's engaged, can't
Hear what you're saying, hello? Hello?

They say "No man is an island" but my
Mind feels like the Isle of Man
But I step where I wanna
I got three legs like the island's flag
You can't tell man about postcode and the
Popo got their eyes on man
Keep thinking I'm on obbo
That's why I take long all
The times you rang
Still think 'bout the day man picked
Up the weight like exercise
Ain't' no chest and tris
Try Pyrex and cess and white
I see them man are all eating
I'm tryna get P's in, i'm next in line
Now she showing my breast and thighs
Brodie, I'm trying my best, it's live
I swear I told you 'bout that
Passa at that party last week, was a mazza
Goosed when a few chatty youts got grab up
Some any youts from out of the manor
Said I'll catch man on the rebound
Obviously I got mine when I leave out
But that's enough about me now
Holler that T, man
I heard 'bout your freestyle
I know that you f*ck with the deal but a
Man's kinda thrilled now you're
Doin' it solo bro trust me, YOLO
Make sure you send the video for the promo
Wait, hold on bro
I'm in traffic and some pricks try
Cut me off in a Polo
Two secs, don't put down the phone though
(Shit, what you sayin' pussy?
Get out the car, bruv)

It's like every turning there's trouble and
It's just a struggle, I know, i know
But bro
Do you know that I love you? And that's
Why I bug you to slow your roll
Ain't checked you enough but
You ain't pickin'
Up when I phone your phone
I think the line's engaged, can't
Hear what you're saying, hello? Hello?