Daily Duppy! - Cadet

That story telling emotional yute

Probably chatting shit 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 nigga' 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 niggas in the game

Can’t fuck with me in my face

I be looking at niggas 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, Fuck up your views nigga'

Oh shit, he’s right these kinda punches

Have a nigga 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 sex-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 fucking yutes

That got bars but they never say shit

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' pass 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 shit

Cause they know Cadet is not the target

And this is not the So Gone Challenge

There’s no chance a rapper starts it

Niggas 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 shit 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'