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daily duppy 2 - hardy caprio lyrics

[intro]
don’t bend, don’t fold, don’t crack
these women just passing through
gave them my heart in two
that’s why i can’t with you

[chorus]
lie in my face like i don’t know better
cry in my face like i don’t know better
smile on my face like i don’t know better
why they want to poke holes in my polo sweater?
[verse 1]
we’re playing monopoly in renovated castles
i like plain watches, i like to make them sparkle
another day another brand sent me eight parcеls
big headed n*gga, let thеm call me hey arnold
i remember when tinie tempah grabbed me in a maybach
said i’d make a milli in like fifteen months
then i done it in eight so how can they not rate that
three summers, two classics, dj still play that
boy, they say the truth garn set you free
when you famous do they even want to let you be
me, my mum and dad, we’re some refugees
sh*t, violence has always been my expertise
from seven years old being strangled
bruises on my back, chest, down to my ankles
how can i be thankful, f*ck it
if you grew up how i grew there ain’t nothing you can’t handle
doesn’t take an *n*lyst to see there was a catalyst
(?) i’m not a pacifist
garms, cannabis before all them tiktok’s
we grew up with them challenges
where all you see is single mums and volatile marriages
of course, they want to be here now we’re more ways spraying
but when the party’s done, what? okay staying
they love saying money shouldn’t change man
that’s not reality bro, it’s an ok saying
my patience wore thin but i had thick skin
i’ve never had a day job but i’ve been linked in
sometimes i’m sitting in my room and i just think things
like if biggie was alive would he link kim
(?) in the ensuite doing up their hair
from lewisham to long beach
you know why they’re here
bruddas want to poke us
girls just a hoe cuz
abra kadabra
we made it disappear
now it’s hugo boss tracksuits
that’s word to headie one
famous black yout
i can’t link anyone
ever since fame came
girls do the name change
feeling like puff now
might do the name change
carbon rims spinning
while the two tone glistens
(you feel me)
vanessa said i move so different
(it’s still me)
catch me in the ritz hotel
where the lift don’t smell
but the money’s still filthy
[chorus]
lie in my face like i don’t know better
cry in my face like i don’t know better
smile on my face like i don’t know better
why they want to poke holes in my polo sweater?

[verse 2]
i might know aliyah, but i don’t know ella
girl, you’re kinda like a rose
sh*t, you don’t know nella?
not about her, i don’t know here bredda
so i’ma let her snap the watch like i don’t know better, nah
supercars in the court, it’s for the image
and two sold*out tours is for the the critics
they brought a bottle and they thought that i would sip it
i’m a safe*made n*gga, i’ve been poor i admit
put my back against the ropes and then i grind
i put the diamonds on my wrist i’m going blind
i’ve got a platinum song of the year
it’s going flying to the roof with the coup
got to let them know it’s mine
blue skies when we whipping in the west end
how many bruddas really did it with their best friend
nowadays i’m even lippy with the 10/10s
this watch turn me to a monster
girl, i’m ben 10, don’t tell me nothing if it starts with apparently
don’t even walk into the club unless they pattern me
i know it’s looking like i done it for my vanity
brudda when i was on my grind and i was out of luck
hand on heart, they never saw me hopping out a bentley coup truck
of course, they want to roll now we’re up
i would judge her by her body count
i’ll judge her by the n*gga that she f*cks
from saving dirty money in my little nike box
even through trauma, girl why didn’t i stop
the answers on my wrist, you can turn the lights off
[outro]
don’t bend, don’t fold, don’t crack
these women just passing through
gave them my heart in two (k*m*t)
that’s why i can’t with you
don’t bend, don’t fold, don’t crack
but there’s just thing i can’t excuse (kmt)
you lean with it, rock with it, bob with it, hop with it (alright)

- hardy caprio lyrics

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