Chords for Central Cee - Daily Duppy | GRM Daily

[Bb] _ [Bbm] You are now listening to Young Chunks _ _
_ Strip it back [F] _ [Fm] Hmm
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[Bb] [Bbm] Aight look my flows are matched
I talk to myself on my own I'm tapped
Columbus the way I took over the [Fm] map
Composure women lose that around me
[Bb] My accountant's [Bbm] monthly fees are grand
They don't wanna see me and YB's expand
I got a got a strategic [F] plan
I'm a [Bb] big man now I gotta feed the fam
[Bbm] Serious now it's not a joke
Live yours not gang it's more like a coke
[Bb] Big boy range it's [F] bog not bulk
[Fm] YG wagging that rile at the [Bbm] poke
Girl stressed that they can't get a hold of me no more
GRF nomination I got four award
10 point lead my team got a [Fm] scoreboard
Sentry award low [C] only want [Bb] more court
I don't know how many that done it like man
MDMA same color as man
Bare blue [Bbm] pics in my DM requests
[Fm] Got a player back, B's that ain't holla [Bb] back man
I fuck [Bbm] famous things I've ranked over
I bust that nothing to exist in
If I get a feeling that your [Ab] crew gays hate
I'm trusting my gut [Bbm] and my instincts
True colors show when they see I'm at blow
Before they switch what the fuckers are thinking
For the love of my siblings man [Fm] I gotta double my income
Better [Gb] yet triple it, [Bbm] wobble it, wiggle it
Swallowing, dribbling, jobless
IG modeling, I saw you commenting, squabbling
I don't do [Fm] politics I heard your tape it don't sound [C] too [Bbm] promising
Me and me and Crip same road as a [Eb] Brahmin
[Bbm] Undies right on my arse I ain't panicking
Stand up too [Eb] for my rights on my [Db] activists
Pain can't come like 4-5 talent
[Bbm] Stress on managing, strong [Eb] mentality
[Bbm] Almost fell off and lost my sanity
Course I'm planning it, causing an anarchy
Psycho hanging him, put him in a gallery
I got label execs tryna sway me
I'm tryna fuck on the A&R lady
M's on the paper I can't persuade [Fm] me
I got a blueprint similar [Bb] to Jay [Bbm]-Z
Matching the car with a Rollie
I got the same pattern as Pastor Toby
R.I.P Marcus [Gm] Garvey the Babylon
Can't control me nah
_ [Bbm] Main thing come through the magic flex
And a man get jacked no practice
Mixtape drop but it's more like a [Fm] chapter
My shooter in the sixes so I like a [Bb] raptor
Don't know why you thought that you could hack this
Send a man up to the north of the atlas
I was [Bbm] manifesting the kilo
[Fm] I'm breaking the law with the law [Bbm] of attraction _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Big men on the net just bitching [Am] I swear that they're aging backwards
I just got the pen though full of baguettes
I feel like Frank when he put on the mink
[G] They're plotting I'm not surprised I've been broke too
I know how they [F] think
You inherited dough we inherited debt so I gotta catch up on my hind on the rent
But you know about taking risks
Got my last five bags and declined to M
A lot of man came and went I might do the same get out of here sooner
Fake my teflon tube pack move out the front door crib in Cuba
They wanna see a man go out like Biggie
But I ain't ready to die
They're saying that time is money
I got some money ain't got any time
Don't be a fucking fool and put your family's life in jeopardy
They ain't making it out of the hood
It ain't hard to find my enemies
I gotta watch what [E] I say these days
It's long now I'm a celebrity
I don't wanna chit chat if it ain't about money
Please don't message me
My thing clear look in my rear now don't see a single soul
Should've seen what we did with snow at London
Like we was in the ball
Done with these insta hoes tryna get the kids exposed
Didn't wanna link me [F] though in the background there
And the whip was old sense
I got a distinctive flow
Told life out of the [G] country
Truth be told I ain't missing home
Told the kids to stay in school they ain't hearing that they just hit the roads
Paving the way for the man
Then I come back down to uplift my bros
When I leave my guys I'll slit my throat
No, gotta miss pleasure with business but this A&R lady's fire
Gotta keep this one quiet
Gotta deny it she might get fired
As long as your pussy's tight
I don't care who you fucked on prior
Chasing bags not bitches, witches the reason [F] that my eyes look tired
We get paid to go to the club
The fuck you think that we're there for fun
You know they all in for some serious head when she puts her hair in a bun
Can't look at them man the same
I've seen them lying swear on their moms
Go to the hood and show some love
Just spent 3k on Air Force 1s
Me and Wads was sharing clothes, new J's just dropped
Got two pairs each, two pair flat and it's just for me
Got room for bro whenever he needs
What you mean breathe, breathe?
Don't [G] tell me to breathe
Baby yourself with me
What you mean it's only me?
Don't sell me a dream _ _ _ _
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