SimmySimmyNya – Daily Paper Lyrics

SimmySimmyNya – Daily Paper Lyrics

Lyrics For Daily Paper By SimmySimmyNya Ft Ginger Trill

Intro:

This shit sound so smoove man
Yeah
Don’t forget the Nya you know we got Trippy Bastion
Young Frank Sinatra all this shit in the mix man
Shout out Vitu and Subs on the beat man
Daily paper, daily bread
Daily paper, daily bread

Hook:

Henny to the face I’m feeling faded
I’ve been going through changes and different phases
Sticky icky got me levitated and I hate being sober I’m so sedated
Treat the *** like I made a payment
Then I kill the *** I’m the main assailant
I’ve been making waves now I’m sailing
Fishy niggas they be looking scaly
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
I been stacking bread like a deli
I ain’t lying like its broken telly
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
Don’t you know I do this on the daily

Ginger Trill Verse:

Paper chasing, pay me now or hate me later
Told you once I’ll tell you twice
Hate the play don’t hate the player
Smooth talker, great debater
Charming corporates out the paper
Dream of cake then wake and bake up
Smoke the loud and wake the neighbors
Take the dough from under the baker’s thumb
That’s how the cake just crumbled
I leave a hater humble
Yall fake the funk, I make your favourite mumble (please)
A waste of data bundles yall wouldn’t make it hear the game’s a jungle
Silver back ape I peel your cap back like a banana
Then I’ll take your lunch too
Drop a tape and make le chankur
Get the bag and make it tumble
Quick flipper, lick hitter, body bag zipper, think Jigga
High res vision the big picture
Me and SimmySimmy some lit niggas

Hook:

Don’t you know I do this on the daily
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
I been stacking bread like a deli
I ain’t lying like its broken telly
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
Don’t you know I do this on the daily

SimmySimmyNya verse:

Look to the sky and I ask for a piece of the pie
Cos I need me some food on my plate
Smoke on that gas that’s my fuel to escape
Black sheep mentality who do I blame
Rate of mortality for all my african brothers and sisters is climbing it’s crazy
Black man understand
The system fugazi it only gets worse if you lazy
I do this shit on the daily
You cannot book me then tell me that you cannot pay me
I do this shit on the daily
I need my daily bread for the shit I’m creating
I do this shit on the daily
“Running the game” – while these niggas can’t tie their own laces
My soul is stuck in the 80’s
I know my greatness is gonna be one for the ages
Doesn’t matter how you frame it
When I picture paint, I’m the illest illustrator
Sports Illustrated – women gimme dome all ‘cos I’m an entertainer
All I want to get is paper
Awkward moment when you hated now you want a favour
Food for thought is what I cater Nigga pay me for my labour
Nigga pay me for my labour
Daily bread daily paper
Don’t forget the nya now or later

Hook:

Henny to the face I’m feeling faded
I’ve been going through changes and different phases
Sticky icky got me levitated and I hate being sober I’m so sedated
Treat the *** like I made a payment
Then I kill the *** I’m the main assailant
I’ve been making waves now I’m sailing
Fishy niggas they be looking scaly
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
I been stacking bread like a deli
I ain’t lying like its broken telly
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
Don’t you know I do this on the daily
Don’t you know I do this on the daily

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