Cadet - Daily Duppy lyrics

Oh sh** it's cadet again That story telling emotional yute Probably chatting sh** again, who says he's grime But don't sit with them Well is he rap or grime bro it depends Rap? No and grime not really Cause he ain't got a bar about shutting down sets Or a flow that sounds like skiba-diba-di-di But anyway I know what you came for Just gimme a sec Wallahi, I'mma' go ham bro But first let a n***a' stretch (Oi cadet, your phone) Shantel again init Yeah Let her know imma call her back Anyway let me do me, it's routine Came around with the baton like I'm Akabusi Look none of these n***as in the game Can't f** with me in my face I be looking at n***as like who's he, look Ask about me I'm the best on road Drake's album, I'm known in west on road Your girls name Nintendo Pad Wii controller, f** up your views n***a' Oh sh**, he's right these kinda punches Have a n***a sitting in a fight Can't tell me about power Until you've ghosted man with a tommy in the ride Yeah I got tekkerz still The gyaldem say I'm impressive still And they love the Bill Cosby swag Ya' get it? I got that s**-on-a-pill The seven was like BBK Come I'mma show man how I woulda had your shorty in the crib Getting mad frisky in the couch See Krept, was like JME I durag and get a man down in the south But Konan was like skepta Cause if kone-itch-he-wa, knock somethin' out I'm feeling like the young flame now But this one you won't catch Cause in beef there's 2 options bro You either lean or throw back You see my left hand I call Blade Brown Cause man can get boxed over a bag And my right hand I call Giggs now Cause' if I land lord it's a wrap Yeah I came up from that pavement Tryna' avoid these cages I got set up chicks that will Kane your bro But that don't make them undertakers You might not see me on stages And you might not see me on playlists (You weren't nominated or a Rated Award) I guess that makes man underrated You see my career I'd never contemplate with But my success has been understated I'm better than half these f**ing yutes That got bars but they never say sh** Even hear my tune when I'm raving The back of the club, it wants dance But you couldn't whine with my gyal I will pop corn over one dance I'm just getting started I got that flame, I ain't tryna' pa** it I've run a man down like Joe Budden Have your whole neck back and your head departed Around me rap yutes never start sh** Cause they know Cadet is not the target And this is not the So Gone Challenge There's no chance a rapper starts it n***as know me man I'm bar retarded Do any giggs, talkin' the hardest And in the ends, there's super snares Cause thats where them man blown the cartridge You better mind how y'all are all talkin' And watch when sh** comes out of your gob Cause the magic words in Abracadabra Even though man don't talk, man rob No you ain't better than me, bruddah no' And no you can't flex like me, bruddah no' And no you can't shut down the rave Just by saying his name, no bruddah no' No you ain't cadet, cadet No you ain't cadet, cadet No you ain't cadet, c-c-cadet, no you ain't cadet cadet no'