![I DO DIS DAILY! - ISSBROKIE](/uploads/posts/2020-07/2288358.jpg)
I DO DIS DAILY! ISSBROKIE
"I DO DIS DAILY! - ISSBROKIE" is a high-energy #HipHop track from 2021 that emphasizes perseverance, hustle, and daily commitment to success. The lyrics convey a relentless work ethic and ambition, reflecting the grind of everyday life. Its catchy beat and engaging flow contribute to its appeal, resonating with listeners seeking motivation. The song has gained traction on social media, showcasing its cultural impact in inspiring a dedicated mindset.
![I DO DIS DAILY! - ISSBROKIE](/uploads/posts/2020-07/2288358.jpg)
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah (What the fuck?)
Yeah, yeah (What the fuck is this intro?)
Yeah, yeah (This intro is crazy, not gonna lie)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Fucking Christ)
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Aw-yeah, aw-yeah
[Chorus]
I don't know-I don't know-I don't know why these rappers wan' talk on my name like I ain't makin' hits on the daily basis
They just mad that I make music, nobody playin'
And my jewelry drip like precipitation
Postin' nudes on my story, I got too faded
I'm that thick little chick that they not replacin' (Ayy)
I say, "Fuck social media," too much hatin'
While y'all busy with that, I'ma be the greatest
All these artists are cappin', these rappers fakin'
They don't really be strapped, they just wanna say it
BROKIE really be strapped with the heat and blade
I'm on yo' block wit' a chop, I'ma leave it vacant
Wendigo on the prod, I said evil placement
I can't fuck wit' nobody that isn't famous
Can't fuck wit' no broad who want me to save 'em
But if she won't give me top, I'm gon' be belated
Yeah, yeah (What the fuck?)
Yeah, yeah (What the fuck is this intro?)
Yeah, yeah (This intro is crazy, not gonna lie)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (Fucking Christ)
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Aw-yeah, aw-yeah
[Chorus]
I don't know-I don't know-I don't know why these rappers wan' talk on my name like I ain't makin' hits on the daily basis
They just mad that I make music, nobody playin'
And my jewelry drip like precipitation
Postin' nudes on my story, I got too faded
I'm that thick little chick that they not replacin' (Ayy)
I say, "Fuck social media," too much hatin'
While y'all busy with that, I'ma be the greatest
All these artists are cappin', these rappers fakin'
They don't really be strapped, they just wanna say it
BROKIE really be strapped with the heat and blade
I'm on yo' block wit' a chop, I'ma leave it vacant
Wendigo on the prod, I said evil placement
I can't fuck wit' nobody that isn't famous
Can't fuck wit' no broad who want me to save 'em
But if she won't give me top, I'm gon' be belated
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