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daily duppy - sneakbo lyrics

[intro]
sneakbo
grime daily, daily duppy
dun kno, brixton
yeah, free all my dons, maggie, mad h, yeah
listen, yo

my name’s sneakbo, i’m on my way to the top
i ain’t rich, still living on the block
i’m motivated, won’t stop ’til i buss
i’m on my own, all my friends got locked
round here so sad when a mumzy cried
little boy goes school, he don’t wan’ do crime
for every other mother another black boy dies
and the police ain’t tryna stop crime
when a young boy dies, that’s another in jail
i hate when i see another black kid fail
i’m angry with the devil in my face
saying ‘walk with your gun if you wan’ stay safe’
see i ain’t really a bad guy
i just got myself caught in the gang life
bricky boy gas, gang’s on a mad hype
a*town but raised on the summerside
and yeah the police took away my friends
and everybody wan’ k!ll sneaks in the ends
i can’t back down, stay close to the 10
any pagan that i see affi rasclart dead
i’m eighteen, been about on the roads
’cause mummy was broke and daddy was ghost
it’s real talk, i just wan’ get dough
then make mummy push that bimmer like woah
i make all the mandem come off the roads
and i make all the gyaldem whine down low
they back it up, back it up, show, show
i get girls like my name’s sneakbo
she says i’m always on the road and i’m never at home
i never show love cah my heart’s gone cold
b*tch listen up, i chase money not hoes
so gyal maintain or i’ve gotta let go
see i be gone couple weeks
come back, fam i’ve got a couple bags in my jeans
we hit west, cop a bag of lv
then we’re cruising the town in a white tt
black shades in the whip with the high grade
she’s looking hot, i’ve gotta holla like ‘hi babes’
and she be fiending my wave
got the number like ‘stacey 078′
see my phonebook’s calm fam, i’ve got grown women
the drop*top’s what my black ting’s whipping
my white ting cooks rice with the chicken
my lightie’s working hard in the kitchen
how ya mean?
how ya mean? how ya mean?
top five in the south now, that’s just me
it’s sneakbo, original sneaky
g*a*s, i still ride for my team
i came up, no help from an older
but still look at robbery as an older
littles and twigs showed me how to ride out
i’m always in brix, i never hide out
so help me
real talk, god watch me
’cause all my enemies still wan’ drop me
i bust case but the feds wan’ lock me
i’m so paro, can’t trust n0body
that’s why you see me only f*cking with coupes
them kids all wearing belts, real n*ggas that shoot
for little, [?] pete, joe plus dank
my bb brothers like adz and that
cl!ck clack, mad h, maggie b
lipper, dan, gora, young sneaks
i’ve missed shades from the very first week
it’s all f*cked shades, r.i.p
[outro]
sneakbo
i’m on my way to the top
grime daily, daily duppy
dun kno
nuttin

- sneakbo lyrics

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